Page 33 of Blissful Masquerade


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She lets out a sigh, wrapping her arms around my neck, and I let her hold me for a minute. Then, when my back can’t take the awkward position any longer, I pull away.

It only takes a minute to clean and bandage her foot. We finish cleaning up, refusing to let Wren stay on her feet and almost tying her down to the couch when she won’t listen. Then, once she’s packed a bag, we head out.

On our way to the car, I snap a picture of the back of Adam’s car and send it to a friend. I’ve already got one hellish night planned out for that asshole, and I can’t wait to get started.

WHEN WE GET back home, it’s almost time to eat again. We order pizza at Wren’s request, and then we all shower.

I drag her into my bathroom and take my time washing her hair and soaping her up. She does the same to me, giving every part of my body a kiss after she cleans it. It’s weird being completely naked in front of someone other than Elliot or Oliver, but I shove the feeling aside and try to enjoy myself.

By the time we’re done, I’m surprised we’ve both managed to control ourselves and not go at it in the shower.

While we dry off, she keeps looking like she wants to say something, but she doesn’t. She changes into black, lacy panties and a matching bra that does wonders for her form.

“Are you trying to kill me?” I say, pushing her onto the bed. But I kneel down and take her foot in my hand, replacing her bandage.

She opens her mouth, but then she shuts it again.

“What?”

“Uhhh—nothing.”

“Spit it out, sweetheart, or I’ll force it out of you.”

She squirms on the mattress, rubbing her thighs together. “Well, it’s just that there’s three of you.” She says it like that should explain whatever it is she’s thinking.

“And?”

She bites her lip. Takes a deep breath. Looks anywhere with me. Finally, with her eyes squeezed shut, she blurts, “I’ve never had anal sex before.”

I give her an amused look. That’s what has her so worked up? God, this woman. “Do you want to?”

“Maybe. Yes? I think so.”

I nod, kissing her inner thighs. “That’s not exactly something you just jump straight into. It takes some adjusting.”

“I’ve done some training.” She squirms again. “And I liked the way it felt. But Adam never wanted to...” She looks down at her hands. “You know.”

I smirk. She’s so fucking cute when she’s flustered. “Stick it in there?”

She groans, covering her face with her hands. “Don’t laugh.”

“Oh, I’m not laughing.” I grab her legs and pull her to the edge of the bed. “Lift your hips for me, sweetheart.”

She does, and I slide her panties off, throwing them to the floor. Then I spread her legs and dive in.

“What are you doing?” she gasps, grabbing onto my hair.

“Getting you relaxed,” I murmur into her. “And getting a better taste of you than what I got this morning.”

She moans, falling back onto her elbows. It doesn’t take her long before all she’s saying is my name, over and over again, with increased intensity. Finally, when I suck her clit into my mouth, she cries out. She tries to buck her hips, but I keep them firmly pinned to the bed.

“How are you so good at this?” she whispers.

I don’t answer, sliding into her as far as I can go. Then I move down to her other hole and circle it with my tongue. She jumps at the new sensation, moaning when I give her a lick.

When I stand, she watches me as I head over to my nightstand and pull something out. When I turn, her eyes are on the butt plug in my hand.

“You’re going to wear this through dinner,” I tell her. “And then while we fuck you senseless afterward.”

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