Ace’s hands grip the insides of my thighs, his thumbs stroking my skin. “That was such a pretty orgasm, but I want more. Do you think you can manage another one?’’
“But what about...?” I gesture vaguely to the mess between my legs.
With Rook having come inside me, it’s going to be gross for Ace.
“Princess, the wetter the better. You think another man’s cum is going to keep me away from you? Not a fucking chance.”
I’m a little sore now, but I don’t tell him. I want to see Ace lose himself the same way Rook did.
He sits on the edge of the bed and pulls me onto him, so I’m straddling his lap. We adjust our positions, so I sink down onto his cock. He stretches me beautifully, and I groan with bliss. I move my hips, cautiously at first, but as I get used to it, I build a rhythm. He thumbs my clit, kisses my neck, grabs my ass. We’re fucking together, breathing heavy, moans and gasps filling the room. I didn’t think I was going to come again, but the way he’s strumming my clit takes me higher and higher.
“Oh, God, Ace. Oh, fuck.”
“Your pussy feels so good, Princess. So fucking wet and dripping with cum.”
He grabs my hair and pulls it just right at the roots enough to sting, and I unravel around his cock. He thrusts himself deep, and I feel him jerking inside me as he comes. I hang on to this moment, wanting to ride it forever, but eventually we both fall still, our hearts pressed together, our lungs heaving as we catch our breath.
Afterward, they clean me up and get me dressed, and they are so gentle it’s as if they truly care. They make me food, and laugh with me, kiss me, and make me believe everything is going to be okay. For that precious beat of time, I’m wrapped in a haze of warmth, and I finally understand why Mack, Vani, and Ophelia risked everything to be with their men. I feel so cherished and safe. I know it’s not that simple, but I’ll take this little reprieve before I figure out how I’ll join my family on the other side of the border.
33
GHOST
Fuck.
I stare down at the mess I’ve made of my pants and toss my phone to one side.
Those cameras are going to be the death of me, and this time, just to ensure I go to hell, I turned the sound on, too. I’ve just come in my pants, humping against the bed like a fucking teenager. I came so hard I saw stars, and I’ve wrecked my boxer briefs because they’re full of more cum than I thought I had in me.
I really shouldn’t have watched both Ace and Rook taking turns to penetrate Camile until she came, twice. Because I have a problem…
Camile is my new obsession.
Watching her getting fucked is my new addiction, and I don’t think I can stop.
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CAMILE
When the guysare caught up in watching a movie, I message my mom again, telling her I don’t think I have any choice except to join her and my brother on the other side of the border.
I haven’t seen Jack, and I haven’t wanted to either. I’m guessing by the fact he hasn’t come to find me that he feels the same way. He also sent Ace to keep me company, and basically told Ace that I was fair game now. It kind of stings, but I’m also happy about it because Ace and Rook gave me a gift today. They didn’t make me feel used, and they didn’t make me feel cheap. They didn’t screw me and run, like has happened to so many girls I know. They stayed after, and they did all they could to make me feel cherished. A little smile keeps touching my lips, and every time I move, I ache between my thighs.
They’ve also done me a much bigger favor than they could ever understand. My father might be dead, but my brother, Leo, could decide to take over and be exactlylike him, wanting to marry me off again, but now… he can’t. In the eyes of our world, I’m damaged goods. No perfect cartel son will want me now. That is a blessing in disguise.
We’ve hung out the whole afternoon, watching movies, eating junk food, just chilling and having fun.
Nothing has changed, though. I still can’t stay here. It makes me sad, but I need to be with my family now. I can’t remain here and risk breaking up someone else’s home.
I’m exhausted, too. All the emotion and then the highs of the sex have left me drained, and I need an early night.
The guys leave after dinnertime, and the sun has only just set when I drift off to sleep…
I wake with a jolt.
I have no idea what the time is, but a bright light is shining directly into my eyes, blinding me. I lift my hand to shield my eyes, but someone grabs my wrist. I open my mouth to scream, and a glove-covered hand clamps over my lips.
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