“Maybe next time if you’re a good boy, I’ll let you,” I reply, glancing at him.
His eyes twitch, but then he sighs out loud and looks away, embarrassed again. We both know there’s no coming back from this. I’ve shown him all the hedonistic pleasures life has to offer, and that’s exactly what that sigh meant: defeat.
He flexes in his restraints, muscles quaking, as Aspen’s back arches far enough for me to kiss her. I grab her throat and claim her lips, coaxing out the moans while probing her open so I can curl her tongue into mine and force her into submission.
She mewls as I thrust into her, the double cocks too much, even for her.
When she comes, we all do, bursting in sync with an explosion of cum. I pull out mid-spurt and slather it all over her while she falls down to his chest. She’s dripping from every hole I emptied myself in, and I’m finally fucking satisfied.
These two really are the best toys I’ve ever had. Nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, can ever top this.
Except maybe if Levi finally got his shit together and joined us instead of moping around.
Levi
Tonight.
It’s going to have to be tonight.
There’s no other way.
If she talks, if people start finding out what we did in the forest, I’m done for.
There’s no going back after this.
No way back from the shit I set in motion.
But if this is it … I have to tell her. I have to see her.
I drive back onto Spine Ridge University campus after a drive around Crescent Vale City to try to pull myself back together. The Beta Pi Sorority is the first thing on my mind, and I drive across campus to park right out front.
I don’t knock on the front door. I head straight for the back side toward the fire escape and use it to climb my way up to her window.
She left it open just a smidge, but it’s enough for me to force it open and crawl inside.
It’s dark inside, and her bed is empty.
I sigh out loud, enraged by the idea that she’s gone.
Gone to Grey, gone to fuck knows where.
Nowhere is safe.
If only she’d fucking listen to me.
I look around her desk, her things, anything to give me a clue where she could be. But then my eyes settle on a peculiar device in the middle of her bookcase. Something shiny and…
I pull it out.
A camera.
It takes me a few seconds of staring before I realize what I’m looking at.
That motherfucker planted this in her room.
He’s been spying on her.
That’s how he sent me that fucking picture.
