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Just when he managed to get control of himself, Paige started to hum. The vibrations rolled through his cock, unrelenting. He gasped and shuddered, unable to believe the feeling. He squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his jaw.
“Wow,” Claire said in awe.
Vince managed to open his eyes to see Claire sitting beside him, her arms folded over her chest. Her lips were pursed, making them look like prunes, as she stared down at Paige’s mouth around his cock. Paige continued bobbing her head up and down, taking him into the back of her throat, causing her to make a sweet gagging sound every time his head connected with the soft tissue back there. She hummed constantly and moved her tongue on the underside of his shaft. Vince could feel the orgasm coming. It was unreal. She’d only been working on him for a couple of seconds and he was edging ever closer.
Vince felt a tightness in his balls. It was happening.
He grabbed the back of Paige’s head and fucked her face, slamming his cock down her throat harder and faster than she could move. She continued to hum, moving her tongue as Vince ravaged her mouth.
His load exploded into her mouth. Vince slammed his cock into her and held her head.
Choking, snorting sounds came from Paige’s nose. She was struggling to breathe through the cum and spit and cock in her mouth, but Vince didn’t care.
He kept his cock locked into her throat as his seed spurted down her throat.
Finally, he released Paige’s head. She shot backward and coughed, sending a spray of cum all over the leather seats in the limo.
Vince’s cum decorated Paige. In her eyelashes, her eyebrows, smeared over her cheeks, and covering her lips. Claire looked at her friend in shock. Vince leaned back in the seat, struggling to catch his breath. He looked at the mess he’d left on Paige’s face.
Paige stayed silent, wiping the cum and saliva off her face, as she glanced between Claire and Vince.
Fuck,Vince thought.This is getting out of hand.
Chapter twenty-five
Your room or mine?
Paigefluffedherhair,staring at her reflection in the floor-length mirror. She was standing by the front door, naked. She had washed the nasty flight smell off her body as soon as she’d been checked into the room. Since Claire had basically kidnapped her, Paige didn’t have a suitcase or any clothes. Vince had been kind enough to buy her some things. The clothes were laid out on the bed, glistening in the dimming sunlight.
The thought of Vince spurred on her memories. It had only been a couple of hours since Paige had enjoyed the feeling of having Vince’s cock in her mouth. At first, he’d been a little shy and unwilling, but as soon as she’d started working on him, he’d opened up. When he had grabbed the back of her head and plunged his cock down her throat, Paige’s whole body had fired up.
She was ready to fuck him, to show him what he was missing out on. She wanted to ride him, to show him what good pussy could do. After all, she’d been trained well. Those frat boys had been very clear in showing her what men liked.
As she stared at her reflection, she let her hands run down her body. Her fingers slipped over her breasts, brushing down her nipples, causing them to harden. Though she knew it was wrong, she missed the drugs. Now that she was sober again, she could feel everything. Those frat boys had been brutal with her. Beaten her, used her, abused her. Not only that, but they sold her like a piece of meat. Sold her off to the highest bidder. Some old fuck with a withered cock and bad breath.
Paige looked away from the mirror, unable to look at herself any longer. The memories were too fresh. Just another hit, she thought. One more hit to dull the pain, then I’ll stop.
She didn’t want to go searching for drugs in Thailand—she’d heard about the strict laws—but what else could she do? She didn’t want to remember the way they’d touched her. She didn’t want to feel her skin crawling.
Paige turned on her heels and moved to the bed, where her brand-new clothes were waiting. A sequin-covered dress, the shoulders bare and the neck rounded. It didn’t show off enough cleavage for Paige’s liking, but she slipped it on anyway.
They were heading out to dinner that evening. Paige was looking forward to spending more time with Vince. It was clear to her why Claire liked him so much. Not only was he a decent man, but he was also strong and demanding. The perfect mix.
Paige adjusted her dress, avoiding the mirror. She prepared her things—her room key, her purse, and her shoes—before leaving.
Claire and Vince were down the hall. She walked the short distance, feeling the dress snug against her body, and knocked. The hotel door swung open, revealing a naked Vince. His chest glistened in the light and he was covering his manhood with a T-shirt. She could see a wet spot in the material where his erect cock was leaking.
Paige’s mouth filled with saliva. She resisted the urge to drop to her knees and suck his big, hard cock. There was no way she’d be able to stop herself from staring, though. She couldn’t rip her eyes from the sight, her mind running wild as her tongue swirled inside her mouth.
Vince’s fingers flashed in front of her face and clicked loudly, drawing Paige out of her mind.
“What?” she asked.
“Are you not listening to me?” Vince asked. “I said we’re not going to dinner.”
Paige felt her heart sink down through her chest. “Oh … Sorry.”
“My friend Dino could use some company. Go find him. He’ll be in the hotel bar somewhere.”
