“Okay,” Jana breathed.
Diesel gripped Narci’s shoulder and jerked him back, then glared at Jana. “My way, remember?”
“But—”
“What the fuck’syourway, Diesel?” Narci snapped, interrupting Jana.
“She can have the coke, but not until after you fuck her. I don’t want her to feel obligated to you, fuckhead. If shechoosesto share her pussy with you, it’s because she’s genuinely attracted to you, not because she’s high.” Diesel didn’t know the right or the wrong in this situation. Wanting a hit impaired Jana’s judgment as much as the aftermath of getting a fix. “Otherwise, you both can get the fuck out right now.”
“You’re becoming a bore in your old age,” Narci complained.
“Call it what the fuck you want. You aren’t using her for your fucking pleasure.”
“I want coke,” Jana whined.
“I’ll pay for it,” Diesel said coldly, and she shrank back, getting a fucking clue that he was losing his temper.
She deflated, bowed her head, and shuffled back to the bed, sitting down.
“Are you sure you just aren’t jealous?” Narci asked, serious for once. “Tennysee and her clinginess works on my fucking nuts, but I hate to see her with another motherfucker and try to block it at every turn.”
“Maybe if you stopped and gave Ten a chance, you’d have some fucking peace,” Torrin told him.
“I’m never settling down and I don’t want children,” Narci said. “She wants both.”
“You send her enough mixed signals…” Diesel started, then shook his head. “We’ll discuss this some other time. No, I’m not fucking jealous. But Jana’s been used and abused. We can party all fucking night. However, to start off, she won’t be high. Take the offer or take the fucking money.”
Jana was quite pretty, so they chose wisely.
They took the offer.
Shoving his cock down Fia’s throat, Kaia hammered her mouth, the silky warmth of her tongue sending shivers through him and curling his toes. Fingers buried in her hair, he threw his head back, on the verge of bursting again.
Once Ryan left him, Fia walked outside, wanting Kaia to leave with her. He told her he’d changed his mind. They’d talked a few minutes before she popped a pill into her mouth and then kissed him deeply. Her tongue had pushed whatever she’d taken into his mouth. He’d swallowed on reflex and had been floating ever since.
Nothing else had mattered except fucking Fia.
The moment they walked into Fia’s small, cramped, overly warm trailer, she’d closed thedoor, dropped to her knees and started sucking him. He’d laughed his ass off because his cock had still been in his jeans. He barely felt the effects of Diesel’s hit.
Then, his dick was finally in her mouth. As deprived as he was, he’d come quick. They’d paused long enough to undress, smoke a joint, and giggle before she was servicing him again.
Blood roared in his ears and his entire body tingled. Even before he shot off in her mouth, he began to shake.
“Stop, stop, stop,” he begged.
His cock and balls were too sensitive to handle right after he came. Stimulation was painful. Pulling away, Fia sat on the floor and leaned against the foot of her bed. She opened her legs. The scent of her, the juiciness of her cunt, entranced him. Bending, he grabbed her by the waist, picked her up and sat her on the bed.
“Spread your legs, babe,” he ordered, positioning himself between her thighs and kneeling.
Leaning back on her elbows, she widened her legs, her dexterity impressing him. He’d compliment her later. Staring into her eyes and kissing her, he thumbed her clit, absorbing her moan and dipping his fingers into her wet pussy. She was slick, hot, and welcoming. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to eat her out first or fuck her tohell and back.
She ground against his hand, her nipples pressing into his chest, igniting his lust, almost making him forget his fucking name.
Dipping his head, he drew a swollen nipple between his teeth and bit gently, still rubbing her pussy, his fingers sliding in and out of her hole at a fast pace. The more he increased the pressure on her clit, the faster her hips moved. Not wanting to draw blood, he moved his mouth from her nipple and sank his teeth into the tender skin of her neck.
She screamed, throwing her head back, her pussy clenching around his fingers.
“Fuck me now,” she demanded.
