Chapter 30
CASSIE
I let go and the front of the dress fell forward, exposing my chest.
He kissed behind my ear as his hands covered my tits, and I put my hands over his, feeling the heat of his palms seep into my skin.
“Do you know how fucking sexy you are, Cass? How fucking beautiful?”
I closed my eyes, sank into the sheer pleasure of his hands on my flesh, his fingers pinching my nipples as he kissed my cheek.
“My dick’s been hard as a fucking rock for the past two hours,” he said.
“What are you— ” I didn’t even bother looking when Jagger’s voice sounded behind us. I was already soaked, my cunt needy and demanding. “Fuck, yes. My fucking thoughts exactly.”
He moved in front of me and held my face in his hands, then swept my mouth into a kiss that burned away any remaining worry about Meredith.
His tongue plundered my mouth, possessing me with ferocious strokes while Hawk rolled my erect nipples between his fingers, his dick hard against my ass through the dress.
Hawk’s hands slid from my tits to my waist. He pushed the dress off my hips until I was standing in nothing but thong underwear and the heels Meredith had given me to try on with the dresses.
“Hang it up,” Jagger said against my mouth. “She’s going to need it Saturday.”
The heat of Hawk’s body disappeared behind me, and I heard the rustle of silk and lace while Jagger dove back into my mouth, our tongues tangling, my nipples painfully hard as they brushed against the crisp cotton of his shirt.
Then Hawk returned, palming my bare ass, his breath a whisper against my neck, and I moaned into Jagger’s mouth as Hawk’s fingers slid through my wet folds from behind.
“We’re going to take turns fucking you,” he said. “Make sure you know you belong to us.”
I’d been so lost in the heat of Jagger’s mouth, the demands of his tongue, Hawk’s fingers sliding through my pussy, that I didn’t realize Vigo had entered the dressing room until he spoke.
“I’m all in on that,” Vigo said. “All fucking in.”
Jagger broke the kiss and cupped my tits, bending his head to suck on one of my nipples.
I gasped, holding his head in place as Hawk shoved his fingers inside me from behind.
I loved that he was never gentle. Loved the way he forced his way into me, the way my body was stretched to the limit by his fingers and his cock, by the things he made me do.
Jagger tore his mouth off my tit and took my hands. “Come on, mouse. You’re going to need something to hold onto.”
He led me to the wall with Hawk on our heels, and I heard Hawk unzip his jeans, looked over my shoulder to see him freeing his thick dick, hard and engorged.
“Put your hands on the wall, Cass.”
I glanced at the door. “What if— ”
“If you mention Meredith I’m going to really take my time, make sure she gets a show when she comes back,” Hawk growled.
The thought both panicked and thrilled me. I was falling into the vortex of their madness, pushing the limits on what I would do — what I would risk — to feel the pleasure I knew they would deliver.
“Better put your hands on the wall, mouse,” Vigo said, unzipping his jeans. “Unless you want Meredith to watch. That could be fun.”
I put my hands on the wall and Hawk’s body came into contact with mine from behind again, but this time I felt the silken heat of his shaft slide between my thighs.
His head nudged the entrance to my desperate cunt and I pushed back against him, offering him my ass, more than ready for him to fill me.
He slid his crown through my heat, wetting his head and shaft.
“Jesus fuck, Cass… You’re always so fucking wet. I’d do fucking anything to be inside you.”
I braced myself on the wall and opened my eyes to find Jagger and Vigo both had their dicks out, and the sight of their big cocks, swollen and taut, was almost enough to make me come before Hawk even pushed inside me.
Then I felt one of his hands on my hip, the other one brushing against my ass as he guided his dick to my entrance.
He drove into me with a fierce thrust and I cried out, beyond the point of caring that someone might hear us.
He groaned, dropping his forehead to my shoulder and gasping for breath. “Your pussy’s so fucking hot I’m already close to coming.”
“Do what you want but don’t let her come until we get a taste,” Jagger said, playing with one of my tits while he stroked his dick with the other.
Hawk dragged out of me and drove in again, picking up a faster pace as Jagger and Vigo watched with their dicks in their hands, their eyes glued to the place where Hawk’s body joined with mine.
It was so subversively erotic that I felt my own orgasm race to the surface, and I moved faster on Hawk’s dick, reaching for the release.
He pulled out with a growl. “You fuckers owe me.”
Vigo stepped behind me, taking Hawk’s place. “You don’t mind a little gang bang, do you mouse?”
I closed my eyes. “No!”
And now I knew I’d let them do anything to me.
Anytime. Anywhere.
He slipped his dick between my thighs, and my arms shook on the wall, not because they were tired but because my body was overwhelmed with pleasure.
Overwhelmed with the need to come.
He slid in fast and easy. “You’re slippery as fuck, mouse.”
“You can thank me later,” Hawk said, his closed fist moving over his dick while he watched Vigo fuck me.
Vigo held onto both my hips, using the leverage to thrust into me again and again, and Jagger ducked under my arms so that he was between me and the wall and bent his head to suck on one of my tits.
“Oh god…” My orgasm, which had subsided when Hawk stepped away, was back in full force and banging at the gates of my restraint. “I’m going to come.”
Vigo pulled out fast, cursing. “Better hurry up,” he told Jagger. “Her sweet little cunt is on fire.”
Jagger reached for my hips and lifted me into the air until I was straddling his waist.
He turned, switching our positions so that my back was against the wall, and drove into me without a second’s hesitation.
He smothered my cry of pleasure with his mouth, driving into my cunt again and again, his cock stretching me wide as he pounded like a man possessed.
I was only vaguely aware of Hawk’s and Vigo’s labored breathing as they got themselves off, finishing the job that fucking me had started, and I let myself fall hard onto Jagger’s dick every time he pulled out of me and drove in again, my orgasm building with every thrust, every rub of my clit against his stomach.
I fell into his rhythm, coherent thought obliterated as I reached for my release,
I cried out when I came, holding onto Jagger’s strong shoulders, closing my eyes and falling into the explosion rocking my body. He groaned and smashed his mouth onto mine as he followed me over the cliff of his climax.
Hot semen sprayed on the sides of my thighs as Hawk and Vigo came in their hands, their strangled panting filling the room until I collapsed in Jagger’s arms, gasping for breath.
For a long minute there was nothing but the aftermath, my naked body pressed against Jagger, the rise and fall of his chest against mine.
“Fuck, that was hot,” Vigo finally said, wrangling his dick back in his jeans. “Let me find some tissue to clean you up, mouse.”
Jagger kissed me again, my back smashed against the wall, my legs still wrapped around his hips.
Hawk was putting his dick away when the door to the dressing room opened.
I tore my mouth away from Jagger and saw Meredith over his shoulder, her mouth open like she’d planned to speak but had lost her train of thought, which was understandable given the fact that she’d walked in on Hawk and Jagger with their jeans still unzipped and my legs locked around Jagger’s bare ass.
Vigo sauntered over to her without bothering to zip his jeans and handed her the purple dress. “We’ll take this one.”
I should have been humiliated. Or at the very least mortified.
Instead I lowered my head to Jagger’s shoulder, trying to stifle my laughter.
“In a ten,” Jagger said.