Page 21 of Such A Dirty Girl (Hot Creeps #6)

TWENTY-ONE

DREW

S arah’s cunt strangled me every time I buried myself inside her.

Hot. Wet. Greedy.

For years I’d told myself she was just some stuck-up bitch standing in the way of what I wanted, but writhing on my cock? Damn, she felt an awful lot harder to hate.

Still, it wasn’t for her. I fucked her for Jake. Not to teach him what to do, but to show him he wanted to claim the space on the end of my dick.

‘Ride me,’ I demanded, grinding her down hard on my cock. ‘Face Jake. Let him see how filthy you really are.’

She twisted around until she straddled me while staring at Jake. His eyes were wide, his jaw hanging slack, torn somewhere between awe and anguish.

The sight made my chest burn, a sensation hotter than lust clawing against my ribs.

‘On your knees, Jake.’ He straightened at my command. ‘Look. Look at how hungry she is for me. Tell her what you see.’

He shuffled forward, cheeks blazing, until his face hovered inches from where I slammed into his girl.

‘I… I see you inside her.’ His words trembled. ‘She’s so fucking wet. And stretched wider than she does around me. Everything is pink and swollen. It’s… it’s so hot.’

Sarah whimpered at Jake’s confession.

I wrapped a hand tight around her throat. Squeezing as I directed her jaw, forcing her to lock eyes with him. ‘Hear that, princess? He loves watching you get ruined. You’re both as depraved as each other. Both mine. ’

The whimper Sarah let out at my claiming of them caught me off guard. I didn’t doubt she enjoyed a good seeing to, but did she want more?

‘Kiss her cunt, Jake,’ I ordered, reaching forward and yanking his golden hair until his mouth was flush with her clit. ‘Taste what I’m doing to her. Make her scream.’

He obeyed like the perfect little pet he was, tongue working frantic circles around her swollen flesh while she gasped and arched. A perfectly sordid display. Her thighs shook violently, her walls fluttering around me until I nearly lost it too.

‘That’s it,’ I growled into her ear, squeezing her throat as I pounded harder. ‘Come for me. Be my perfect whore.’

Her scream ripped out of her, raw and helpless, her whole body quaking on my cock. I groaned at the strangling grip of her orgasm, fighting to hold back as Jake continued to lap at her.

I held her tight until she sagged, spent.

Gripping Jake’s jaw, I pulled him to my mouth, kissing him long and hard. Sarah’s taste smeared between us, salty and sweet, until she stopped clamping down on my cock involuntarily.

Pulling out of her with a slick, obscene sound, I stroked my cock slowly, letting it drag over her well-fucked cunt.

‘Now clean her off me,’ I ordered Jake, my voice gravelly with pent-up need. I’d waited so long to feel those sunshine lips around me, and the little I’d had before fucking Sarah hadn’t been nearly enough.

He hesitated for only a second before taking me in his mouth, eyes wet with tears as I thrust deep down his throat.

Harder than she could take.

Crueler than he deserved.

He gagged and groaned, and I fucked his face until my cock pulsed and spilled, my cum sliding down his throat as he swallowed like the good boy he was. I’d let the grimace on his face slide; consuming cum was an acquired taste. I had no doubt that one day he’d crave mine.

I wasn’t done. Not when I had both of them in my thrall like little puppets to use.

I pushed Sarah over the couch, forcing her face down, ass high. One hand still tangled in Jake’s hair, I shoved his cock into her slick cunt.

‘Fuck her,’ I growled, still grinding my softening length into his mouth. ‘Show her what you’ve learned. Show me you can take what I give.’

He slammed into her from behind, his hips a blur, moaning onto my cock as he tried to keep up with both of us. Sarah’s cries filled the library, broken and desperate, her nails clawing the couch as she was fucked again, despite the rawness of her cunt.

When Jake came inside her with a strangled groan, I thrust one last time into his mouth, not ready to come again, but hard enough to cut off his air as he filled his girl.

I pinched his nose and watched as sweet panic widened his eyes.

Still, he rutted into Sarah like the desperate whore I’d longed him to be.

When it was over, I released him, laughing as he took a half-dozen long, panting breaths. I smeared the mess from Sarah’s thighs across my fingers and shoved them into Jake’s open mouth.

Exquisite.

W e ended up sprawled on the couch, a tangle of exhausted and sweaty bodies. Sarah curled on one side of me, Jake on the other, both of their heads heavy in my lap.

I stroked lazily through their hair, appreciating their sweet murmurs as I grounded them. Brought them back to reality after pushing them so far.

The air was thick with sweat and sex. And something heavier.

Jake looked across my lap at Sarah. She looked back. For once, there wasn’t jealousy in her eyes, Only confusion.

Need .

The same hunger I’d felt clawing at my chest for years.

Jake broke the silence first, his voice raw after my assault on his throat. ‘What now?’

I should’ve had an answer.

I always had an answer.

But I was as ravaged as they were.

My thumb brushed against Sarah’s temple while my fingers other hand traced Jake’s jaw. Both of them leaned into me like they trusted me to hold this new world together.

And maybe I wanted to.

‘We’ll figure it out,’ I breathed. ‘Together.’

Sarah lifted her head just enough to look at me. Wariness crept into her eyes.

‘I thought you hated me?’

The words stabbed deep in my gut. I’d told myself I did. I believed I did. She was the only thing standing between Jake and me. But it wasn’t true anymore. Instead of an obstacle, she’d become the thing to cement us together.

But seeing wrecked and glowing, clinging to me just as desperately as Jake, it unhooked something inside me.

The truth slipped out in a rush. ‘No. I don’t hate you. Maybe I never did.’

Her lips parted as her eyes misted. Jake’s hand reached across my lap and caught hers, tangling their fingers together.

‘I think I just hated that you had Jake. But I never imagined I could be here, with you both instead of taking him for myself.’

The silence that followed wasn’t awkward. It was heavy. Thick. Binding.

Sarah’s cheek pressed back into my thigh while Jake kissed the inside of my wrist.

And for the first time in years, I didn’t feel like the outsider clawing at the door.

I felt like I belonged.