I stretched out my legs, making myself big, and patted my knee.“Come here, babe.”
Her eyes widened, and she looked at my lap, then at Calix, then back.
“Babe,” I purred, tilting my head down to look at her through my brows.“Come.Here.”
A moment passed, then another.Nobody said anything, not even Arch.She shuffled her feet a couple of steps, then finally walked over to me, but didn’t sit.I seized her waist and pulled her onto my lap so she faced the other guys, my nose in her hair and my smirk on her neck.
“You’re so good for me, baby,” I murmured against her skin.
“Astrid,” Calix growled, “get off him.”
“What the fuck are you going to do about it?”I growled at him, sliding my hand up Astrid’s bare thigh.I pulled her skirt up so Calix could see how wet her pussy was for me.“Huh, Calix?What are you going to do about me touchingmy girl’spussy?”
When a small moan left Astrid’s mouth, I pushed two fingers between her pussy lips and rubbed her clit.She squirmed in my hold, but I fastened one arm around her body like a seat belt, holding her neck in my hand to keep her steady.
I readjusted her so my bulge was nestled right against her pussy.
“Tell him who you belong to,” I murmured into her ear, my dick hard as fuck.
“Please …” she whimpered softly, glancing around the empty bar.“Not here.”
“Right here.”
“But … we’re in public …” She peered over at Cairo, and I glided my fingers across her swollen clit.Back and forth and back and forth.“Cairo, please, tell them to stop.Someone is going to see.Please, Cairo.”
“Cairo isn’t going to help you,” I said, tightening my hand around her throat.
She squirmed harder on my lap, but I held her in place.She wasn’t leaving me.
“Who do you belong to?”I asked her again, rubbing her pussy faster and faster and faster, building her up in front of all the guys the way that I knew she loved.“I’m not letting you go until you tell me, so you’re going to?—”
“I belong to The Crew,” she cried.
My eyes widened for a moment, and I thought I had misheard her.
“The Crew?”I repeated.
She nodded, bucking her hips against my fingers.“The Crew.I belong to all of you.”
CHAPTERTHIRTY-EIGHT
ASTRID
One moment,Frasier was grinding his bulge against me, and the next, he was inside me.It happened so quickly, but my skirt was off, my shirt was ripped, and my tits were bouncing for all to see.He slammed up into my pussy, and Calix undid his zipper, lining up right beside him.
For them hating each other so much, I didn’t think they would fuck me in the same hole?—
Holy shit!
Calix shoved his fat cock into my pussy too.When I went to open my mouth to cry out in pain and pleasure, his lips connected with mine, and I ended up crying and moaning into his mouth, my pussy stuffed full.
They pushed into me at different intervals—slow, fast, erratic paces.
“Oh my God,” I said, their hands all over my body.“Fuck!”
We were in public.There were people here in the bar, watching us, for fuck’s sake!I shouldn’t like this as much as I did.Someone from school was bound to see, record it, post it online for the world to watch.
Except all I cared about right now was being filled … by all of them.
