Chapter 23
Chapter Twenty-Three
Paintball is exactly what I needed, and I’m in a super good mood when we arrive back at the estate. There’s a strange car in the driveway, but we continue past it and park in the underground garage, using the elevator to head upstairs.
“You should have seen your face when I nailed you in that last game,” Sage crows at Tristan, who grabs him around the neck in a headlock.
The two of them wrestle as we get out of the elevator, their hands becoming more and more grabby as they wrestle.
Eventually, they give up, and Tristan slams Sage against the kitchen wall, kissing him like he’s the air he needs to breathe.
He pulls away, leaving Sage panting heavily, and winks at him. “Paintballing gets me all hot and bothered.” He strolls off, and the rest of us laugh.
“Looks like he nailed you good this time,” Colton teases, and Sage groans while Vienna and Xavier laugh.
I shake my head at their antics and continue out into the main living area to find out whose car is in our driveway.
None of the others follow me, I guess they are going to wash all the paint smears off themselves.
I’ll clean up after I’ve sated my curiosity.
“Suzy? Ben? Whose car is in our driveway?” I call but come to an abrupt stop when I reach the lounge and find Agent Garcia and another FBI agent sitting on my couch. Ben has his arm around Suzy, comforting her, and she has tears streaming down her face. Oh, here we go. It’s showtime.
“What’s wrong? What happened?” I ask them, and Agent Garcia stands up.
“Ms. Russo, I’m Agent Gabriel Garcia, and this is my partner, Agent Fisher. I’m sorry to say that your uncle Lorenzo was killed in an FBI sting operation this morning. I was wondering if you could answer a few questions for us.”
I slap a hand over my mouth and will shock into my eyes. “A sting operation? Oh my god. What did he do?”
“Ms. Russo, can you tell us your whereabouts today?”
“What? Why? You don’t think I have anything to do with any of this, do you?
” I ask. “I was at the Lucky Diamond all morning in the spa, and then as you can see, we were playing paintball this afternoon.” I gesture to my paint smeared clothes.
“What is this about? Why was my uncle involved in an FBI sting operation?”
“Ms. Russo, it seems that your uncle was involved in a sex trafficking operation. We raided a warehouse this morning and uncovered about thirty people waiting to be auctioned and shipped to their buyers,” Agent Garcia explains. I already know this, but we are putting on a good show for Fisher.
I widen my eyes in shock. “A sex trafficking operation? That’s horrible. I had no idea.”
“I bet,” Fisher mutters under his breath sarcastically, and I harden my eyes and give him my dead stare.
“I know there are a lot of baseless rumors about my family in this state despite our legitimate business, but I can assure you that we would never stoop so low as to be human traffickers. Only scum of the earth deal in nonconsensual flesh.”
“So you had nothing to do with your uncle’s operation?”
I scoff. “My uncle and I were not on speaking terms. We avoided each other as much as possible. If you’re expecting me to weep over his demise, then you would be sorely mistaken.
I had nothing to do with his actions nor will I miss the bastard, but thank you for informing us.
When will his body be released for burial? ” I ask.
“This is an ongoing investigation, so until it’s concluded, we will keep him on ice,” Agent Garcia tells me.
“Just contact my office when he’s ready to be released, and I will make arrangements. Can I help you with anything else?”
Agent Fisher opens his mouth to ask more questions, but Gabriel cuts him off. “No, we will contact you if we need to ask anything else.”
“Well, in that case, Ben will see you out,” I tell him, and he nods goodbye before following Ben out.
“We’re watching you,” Fisher hisses as he passes me, and I clutch my imaginary pearls, unable to stop myself from responding.
“Oh no, whatever will I do?” I say sarcastically, and he glares before stomping after the other two.
“Tori,” Suzy scolds, the teary act drying up like a bar during summer break. “Don’t poke at the vindictive FBI agent.”
“I’m going to get cleaned up,” I tell her as we walk back toward the kitchen.
“Did you have a good day?” she asks, threading her arm through mine.
“Actually, it was pretty awesome,” I admit, and she beams at me.
“Oh, honey, I’m so glad to hear that. I’m so proud of you for letting them in. They are going to be so good for you.”
“Yeah. I think you might be right,” I admit. “I’m going to a party with them on Saturday night,” I tell her, and she drops my arm and claps her hands together.
“Your first college party. I’m so excited for you. You’re going to have so much fun.”
I scoff. “I’m sure any college party, lame or not, will be better than any of the other formal ones I’ve been to recently. I’m so sick of socializing with people twice my age, not to mention they all have their heads up their asses.”
Suzy laughs. “Unfortunately you’ll probably find most college students are just as likely to have their heads up their asses as well, but at least they will be similar ages. You can drink and dance and maybe make out with your bunch of delicious paramours.”
“Hopefully there will be a lot of all that,” I tell her, feeling excited. “All right, I need to go get cleaned up. I’ll see you at dinner.”
“Are you going out tonight?” she asks before I depart, and I shake my head.
“Nope, I’m staying in. Maybe we’ll watch a movie in the theatre room or something.
” I wave goodbye and head to my room via the stairs rather than the elevator.
It means I approach my room from the other end of the corridor than I normally do, passing my secret room.
My mind is running over all the movies we could watch tonight.
There are so many I haven’t seen, since watching movies moved way down on my priority list once Dad was gone.
When I hear noises coming from the room the others are sleeping in.
I slow down and peer inside, unable to stop my curiosity.
A silvery light is cast over the three of them, who are tangled in a frenzy of limbs and lust. The silk sheets beneath them are rumpled, and the air is thick with sweat and arousal. The wet towels on the floor tell me they got distracted after their shower.
Tristan is lying on his back with Vienna sitting on his face, her breasts heaving as he licks her pussy. Xavier stands at the end of the bed with his cock in Vienna’s mouth as he slowly flexes his hips back and forth, sliding in and out of her lips.
“Yeah, that’s it. Suck it,” he rumbles as he threads his fingers through her wet hair and holds her in place, pushing in deep and holding it there. Her eyes roll back, and her hands reach up to her breasts, tweaking her pretty pink nipples.
A movement off to the side has me stepping back so nobody notices me watching.
Colton comes out of the bathroom, rubbing a towel over his naked body, and he tosses it on the floor with the others.
“You started without me,” he complains as he climbs up onto the bed and licks a long line up Tristan’s cock.
It’s all I can do to muffle my moan and clench my thighs together, my core throbbing with need.
“Prep her ass for me,” Xavier orders Colton, who shudders at the command and releases Tristan’s cock before straddling his legs and biting Vienna’s neck.
He leans over and grabs a bottle of lube off the bed, coating his fingers before his hand disappears to do as Xavi ordered.
Vienna moans, and I know that Colton has breached her tight ring and is stretching her.
“We’re going to fill every one of your holes, and you’re going to take us all like the needy slut you are,” Xavier croons to Vienna as tears roll down her cheeks.
He pulls out, leaving her panting, and lifts her off Tristan’s face. He sits up, and his mouth is covered with her glistening arousal. I almost groan with the need to lick it off him.
Colton does exactly that, leaning down and licking all of Vienna’s juices off Tristan, his hand caressing Tristan’s cock with firm strokes. Tristan groans, and Colton smirks at him.
“Don’t stop,” he mutters, but Colton moves, and Xavier lowers Vienna onto Tristan’s hard length.
The two of them moan as she slides down it, Tristan’s fingers tweaking her pert nipples hard.
She gasps and shudders as Xavier climbs up behind her, and I watch with interest as he slides his lube-covered cock into her ass.
I’m envious, but I haven’t done ass stuff, and I’m not sure if it’s something that ever interested me, but now I am very curious.
“What a naughty little Peeping Tom.” The voice in my ear has me shrieking and spinning around, but Sage muffles my shout with his hand and holds me in place, his other arm like a vise around my waist. “No, keep watching. God, it’s live porn and beautiful.
” His words are husky in my ear, and his hand slips into my pants, dragging a finger through my dripping folds. “And you’re so fucking wet.”
He rolls a thumb over my clit as he slides two fingers into my channel. I turn my attention back to the sight before us. Colton is now standing in front of Vienna, his cock sliding into her mouth as the three of them move in sync.
“Look at you taking us all so beautifully.” Xavier groans as he flexes his hips in tandem to Tristan. “Imagine if Sage and Tori were with us too. She could suck on your tits while Sage fucks Colton’s ass, or you could ride his cock while the three of us do this to Tori.”
“Yes,” Vienna pants, lifting her mouth off Colton for a moment. “I want that.”
“So do we,” Colton replies before sliding his cock back into her mouth.
The three of them are relentless, and Vienna’s tits bounce wildly as the three of them fuck her, the bed frame thumping against the wall.
The three men’s groans of pleasure are obscene but so fucking sexy.
I reach back and slide my hand into Sage’s shorts, stroking his length in time to their sounds.
He pumps in and out of my core in the same rhythm, and my orgasm barrels through my body.
We watch as Vienna’s orgasm hits like a storm, her pussy and ass milking both men as she struggles to swallow Colton’s cum.
Some of it dribbles from the corner of her mouth as all three men fill her with their seed.
In unison, Sage and I also come, muffling our groans so the others won’t realize they are being watched.
Sage’s cum fills my hand as I gush all over his.
I want to stay longer and observe them, but I know we’ve pushed it by staying too long, so I slide my hand out and shove his away, then I drag him back to our room.
I’m not ashamed to admit that I tug him into the shower and fuck his brains out with the images of the four of them in the forefront of my mind.
Hopefully next time, Sage and I can join them and make my and their fantasies come true.