Page 115 of Her Filthy Rockstar


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“So what happened?” I asked, already feeling like I knew the answer.

“We fucked it out on the bus one night. Angry sex. Frustrated, lonely sex. I gather you know a thing or two about what that’s like with Zane?”

My cheeks heated.

“She’s pretty when she’s flustered,” Kelly said to Zane, chemistry crackling between them.

As they held eyes for an extra charged second, I wanted nothing more in the world than to watch them kiss.

Like I lived in some kind of alternate reality where my every whim was fulfilled, Zane snatched the back of Kelly’s head and theydevouredeach other. The intensity of their kiss made me wonder how long it had been since they pulled this release valve.

When they broke apart, I almost protested, but they turned their attention back to me.

Zane lifted my chin. “Are you going to be a good girl?”

I nodded eagerly.

“Good,” he said, rolling up his sleeves and sitting on the small couch on the far side of the room. He snapped his fingers and I scrambled to obey, crawling to him and taking him back in my mouth.

“Get the bag,” Zane said to Kelly.

I couldn’t see what he was doing but I heard the soft thud as he set a bag down and unzipped it.

Kelly said, “You know how hard I had to try not to picture what I could do with the contents of this bag when you opened it on the plane? We should’ve tied you to one of those chairs then and used every last one of them on you.” He turned something on that started buzzing and I tensed in anticipation.

He handed it to Zane, who rubbed it against my clit, making my whole body jerk.

He shoved my head down onto his cock as Kelly thrust a toy into my pussy. I groaned in pleasure, but couldn’t breathe, so it was a desperate, guttural sound.

Kelly started to thrust the toy in and out. “You better make him come before you do. The client’s needs come first, right?”

Zane fucked my face the way I liked, stripping me of all control and making me feel used.

He never lasted long like this, but I was too close, being helplessly pushed closer by Zane’s toy humming against my clit and Kelly thrusting his into me from behind.

Kelly’s tongue on the bud of my ass was my undoing. He’d never even kissed me and his tongue was probing such an intimate place.

Zane hummed his approval. “Get that ass ready.”

Oh fuck. Is that where this is heading?

Kelly poured a generous amount of lube and then started to work a toy into my ass. The slowly building pressure made me want to squirm away, but I had nowhere to go with both of them holding me and Zane’s cock in my throat.

When he worked the toy all the way in, it stayed inside me, but Zane pushed and twisted it, not letting me get used to the sensation.

He turned it on and the vibration pushed me over the edge.

I whimpered through an orgasm, not sure whether the tears streaming from my eyes were caused by Zane’s cock gagging me or the powerless rush of having my free will stripped away.

I didn’twantto come before him.

But I wasn’t in control.

“I thought you said she was the best?” Kelly said deliberately, knowing what effect it would have on me. “What kind of self-respecting sex worker puts her pleasure above her client’s?”

Zane pulled his cock away and I gasped to catch my breath. “I’m so sorry. I’ll do anything to please you. Just tell me what you want.”

Zane tucked my hair behind my ear. “I already told you. I want to watch.”