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“Yes, just like that,” Saint whispered in my ear and licked the lobe. “Your pussy’s stretched and drenched.”

My hips thrusted while Saint’s cock was fully erect and bulging at my backside. The friction of my movement made my panties shimmy down my ass and Saint held onto my hip bone. He groaned, and he reached around to play with my tit. He squeezed me, kneaded my nipple and pinched the erect bud until I begged him not to stop.

“Sin,” I whimpered.

“Jesus Christ. Fuck all that’s holy.” Sin grabbed my hand and placed my palm against his crotch. “You got me hard, sweetheart. I think I might come.”

To make matters better, I rubbed Sin’s cock with my hand. Eagerly, my fingers worked to make him feel what he was letting me experience. Pure undeniable pleasure until we both combusted and fell apart together.

Saint gave in too as he rocked behind me with his dick humping my ass and his hands moved up my lower back. We moved in unison, whimpers, gasps, and groans filled the air. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold on to the climax building inside of me, but I wanted to ride this sensation out for as long as I could.

“Saint,” I moaned, nostrils flaring as I held my orgasm back. “I don’t want to come yet.”

“Oh, darling. Fuck.” Saint huffed out the profanity, and there was a warm gush against my butt. “I just did.”

The cum from Saint leaked through the fabric of his black jeans and dribbled between my ass crack. Fuck. I was extremely turned on, my panties were barely on, and they were hanging on my thighs. The steady stream of water hit my exposed cunt.

“Look what you did, Liv. Saint came in his pants.” Sin grabbed my chin and placed his thumb in between my lips. “Suck.”

I did as Sin instructed and wrapped my mouth around his finger with a hard suction. He groaned at me while I continued to stroke his dick through his jeans, and each caress left him more on edge than the last.

Saint kept kneading my nipples while he marked me with his mouth on the side of my neck. He, too, used a forceful suction on my skin and dug his teeth in. He left me whimpering with Sin’s thumb in my mouth as he went further in and made me gag until he released. Sin repeated the blissful torturing process all over again while I squeezed and rubbed against his cock.

Sin popped his thumb out of my mouth.

Goddamn. I was right at the brink. Ready to come.

“Sin,” I gasped.

“Yes,” Sin hissed until he covered my lips and a warm surge of his cum spilled into my hand.

Fifty-Two

Their Universe

Liv

Sin kissed me fiercely with such need, and I didn’t realize he had stopped spraying my clit with the water hose. His tongue swirled in my mouth and danced with mine until he ripped his lips away. Dizziness took over me, but Saint sent shivers up my spine while he held me up.

“Lose the panties,” Saint breathed against my neck.

I did. No questions. Not one comment. I dropped those panties like in the song by Snoop Dog,Drop It Like It’s Hot.

I begged desperately, “Anything. I’ll do whatever you want.”

The marks Saint had left stung, but not as much as the ache in my pussy. I wanted to ease the twinge of pleasure so badly when Sin putmy leg down, and I couldn’t stop my thighs from rubbing together. I fixated on the need to explode and release this throbbing sting from my phantoms. At this point, I’d do anything they wanted me to. Whatever they instructed, I’d obey them.

“Good, little slut. We will reward your obedience.” Sin petted the top of my head, and he pointed the nozzle at the tap for the hose. “Get on that and fucking ride it until you drip with cum.”

I glanced back at Saint, who nodded his head with a certain grin. These darkly delicious men wanted me to mount the metal tap for the hose and hump it until I climaxed. Never in my wildest dreams would I think I’d face a fear in the wicked ways my phantoms made me, but I desperately wanted to stop the throbbing ache between my legs, and this was the solution they gave me.

“While you watch?” I asked.

“Yes. While we watch you fuck yourself with the hose,” Sin replied, his voice hoarse with ecstasy.

I gulped.

Slowly, I walked with the hose still tangled around me. All wet, horny, and on fire, even though the water had been chilly. My perky tits bounced with each willing step over the wet ground until I got to the metal piece and lifted a leg over it. There was nohesitation while I mounted that sucker and moved my hips.