‘Come on, babe,’ Jake said, standing and pulling me upright. ‘Let’s head upstairs.’
‘But your movie is only halfway done.’
‘We’ve seen it before. It’ll keep.’ Taking my hand, he led me away, straight past Drew’s smirk, which burned like a brand.
FOURTEEN
DREW
Eloise caught Jake and Sarah on their way through the house, stopping to offer both a nightcap of whisky. Slinking through the darkened home, I stole my way up to Jake’s room ahead of them, thankful for the delay.
My heart skipped a beat as I let myself in and slid under his massive bed, the edges of the oversized quilt concealing me from above.
I hoped.
While my games were in play with both of them, I wasn’t quite ready to crack their relationship fully open.
They practically crashed through the door, Jake eager to obey me. I’d told him to take Sarah upstairs and use her mouth, not like a lover, but like a fucking fleshlight. Albeit, he didn’t know I’d be monitoring the situation from beneath them both.
The moment the door clicked closed, he was on her, tugging her hair to gain deep access to her ready little mouth. I’d rarely seen a woman go from nought to one hundred with quite so little prompting.
Such an eager thing.
From my obscured position, I struggled to see them as they approached the bed, instead focusing on their harried breathsand pleasure-induced noises. The sound of wet kisses and rubbing fabric.
I waited for him to follow my instructions, wondering if he’d give in and take the easy path, just bending her over and filling her like he had for years. Whether he’d leave her to disappear into her head, or would work to keep her present with him. To entice her to the new heights she craved.
‘Strip.’ The word was a harsh command from Jake. ‘I want you naked and on your knees.’
I could only see up to their waists, her fingers toying with the pocket of his trousers as she paused.
I held my breath, wondering if it would be the moment she said no. The beginning of their end.
Then her dress slipped to the floor, pooling in a cascade of red fabric. A scrap of black lace followed, joined by a matching bra.
Of course Miss Perfect’s underwear would always be matching. I ought to go through her drawers and remove one of every set just to annoy her. To bring a swathe of imperfection to her life.
Sarah dropped to her knees, her back arching and her thighs spread. She’s watched enough porn to assume a submissive position. When her arms folded against the small of her back, I had to bite my lips to stop myself from moaning aloud in my hiding spot.
‘You look… so perfect,’ Jake said, his fingers drawing along her jawline and tipping her chin upward. Out of my vision.
Harsher, I wanted to shout.Filthier. Sarah craved his disgust. Even if it was only feigned to get them off.
Jake stepped back, before circling Sarah, who squirmed under his attention. His fingers stroked through her hair, making the silken strands dance against her shoulders. When hecompleted the circle to stand in front of her, she shivered with excitement.
‘Open my belt,’ Jake demanded.
Sarah obeyed immediately, grabbing at his belt like it was food after fasting. The buckle clanked as she tore it open, working his buttons to free his cock.
‘I only said the belt,’ Jake said, grasping her wrist to stop her. The clench of her thighs was unmissable. I loosened my trousers and thrust my hand down them, gripping my thickening dick and running my thumb over its swollen tip.
Already it leaked for her.
No. Forhim.
Fuck.
You’re just horny. Just a slip-up.
