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  My rock-hard dick is poking through the gap in the towel, desperate to get close and I’m about ready to fuck this girl, the whole video shit be damned.

  I go back in for her lips, biting her bottom one slowly, watching her and taking in her reaction. She slows her frantic grabbing and smiles with her eyes closed, leaning back against the wall with the sexiest smirk I’ve ever seen in my life. I burn the image into memory.

  I’ll be using it to get off in the future.

  Chapter Eight

  Tyra

  I probably should’ve held back on the claws, but Ruin seemed like the kind of guy who’d like it. I think he loved it.

  How have I let him get me to this point? I’d literally do anything he asked me to do right now and that is a very dangerous position to be in. A guy called Ruin shouldn’t be trusted.

  But, it’s just a fuck. It’s just a way to release some of my tension. And it’s even better that all of this is happening without cameras present.

  He shifts so that his towel purposely falls to his feet. I watch us in the mirror while he nips and bites at my neck, sending another round of tingles through my entire body. His back is huge. His muscles ripple in the reflection, mesmerizing me. He’s the first guy I’ve been with who has this kind of body. Hell, I’m not even sure the others could’ve held me up like he just did.

  His ass. His tan, naked ass. Is a girl supposed to like looking at a guy’s butt because holy fuck do I plan to fill my hands with it if I ever get the chance? How exactly is it as tan as the rest of his body?

  He grabs me by the ass again and lifts me like I weigh nothing, turning me around so that he’s the one with the view through the mirror. He sits me on the counter before he slides both of my straps down my arms, peeling my dress off me at a slow, torturous rate.

  “I want to watch you in the mirror. You don’t get to have all the fun.” I don’t even blush when he calls me out for my voyeurism. In fact, he must bring out my boldness because I slide down from the counter and shimmy my dress so that it falls to the floor while he watches it all the way down.

  “Fuck you’re hot.” He grips my throat with a quickness, turning me around until we’re both looking at each other in the mirror. His hand is still in place, firmly holding me so that when I swallow my throat moves against his palm. “I’m gonna fuck you so many ways.” I start to turn my head with his promise, wanting to stretch and feel his grip tighten. He doesn’t let me get very far before he positions my neck so that our eyes meet in the mirror again, before he once again speaks against my ear.

  “You’re squirming…writhing for me to fuck you.” At this point I have nothing to hide, so I allow my body to do what comes naturally and I fucking smirk at him. Like a come and get it, it’s all yours smirk in the mirror. I dare you. It’s just the challenge he was hoping for because he doesn’t hesitate to answer my taunting.

  With a swiftness he skims his hand down the front of my body. Dipping his fingers between my legs, he slides them inside me before he draws them out with a slow, demanding pull. He circles my clit with his finger on his way past before he leaves a trail of moisture over my skin. Making a path straight to his own mouth to taste me, he closes his eyes just as two of his fingertips disappear between his lips. That was fuckin’ hot.

  I’m locked on his expression, waiting for his next move when his eyes open once again. “You’re about to get fucked. If you have any objections, now is the time to voice them.” I shake my head because there’s not a single objection I can think of. Not a single fucking thing that would make me say no to what this guy is about to do to me.

  I’m stretched on my tiptoes with his single-handed grip on my throat a little tighter than it was before. My back is flush against his chest as he holds me in place to watch the show.

  The intensity is only increasing between us as we both turn our attention to the vision of him stroking himself in the mirror. “Look at us.” He keeps stroking. “Do we look awkward together?” He pauses mid-stroke and guides my own hand between my legs. “Play with yourself. I want to watch.” I take a deep breath and do what he says, following the same movements he did before… even to the point where I slide my fingers into my mouth and taste myself. “I think we look fuckin’ perfect together. People will love us.” And I know he’s right. The intensity between us is insane and I’m sure that will bleed over into the videos and people will be able to see the connection very quickly.

  He turns my face to meet his so quickly that our lips crash together as if he’s chasing the taste before it’s all gone. Our hands are groping each other again, escalating everything fast when the sound of a door slamming sends the heavy weight of nerves to my chest. I pull back from his kiss, halting everything so I can listen.

  “I’m back!” I recognize Sterling’s voice in the distance and instantly regret how slow we were moving now that we’re being interrupted.

  “Fuck off, Spade. I’m busy.” Ruin reaches for my panties, slipping them to the side so that he can have full access to my undoing. He starts his master skills of pleasure and winds me up so fast that I’ve got the back of my head resting on his chest, full on moaning when Sterling walks through the door.

  “Ah fuck, that’s hot.” Sterling clears his throat before he turns to leave.

  “Hold up.” Ruin’s voice puts me slightly on edge, but it’s difficult to think straight with his fingers inside of me. Sterling turns back around as soon as Ruin speaks. My eyes lock with his in the mirror even though it’s Ruin who has me worked up so tight I’m about to explode.

  “Does this feel awkward?” Ruin’s question is aimed at me and there’s no denying that because he said it in a deep voice with his lips brushing over my ear. With my eyes still locked on Sterling’s, Ruin begins to work faster, his fingers pumping into me so fast that I start to gasp and squirm in his hold. I get louder and louder until I’m a fuckin’ goner, squirting all over the bathroom floor. He’s relentless with his movements, taking me to an all-time euphoric high. If I wasn’t screaming through my release, I’d probably be mortified, but that kind of intensity isn’t something I’ve ever felt before, so it takes me a few minutes to come down from it.

  “Holy fuck. We needed that on video.” One of the guys said that. I’m too out of it to know or care who it was.

  The shame hasn’t hit me yet, but I can feel it swirling around in the vicinity. Ruin is still strumming me, working me up all over again and before I can slow my breathing from the last orgasm, I’m going again. The sensitivity is real and before he gets me to the end, I’m climbing an invisible ladder trying to escape his touch. “Don’t fight it. Let go.” Ruin’s encouragement and strong hold send me spiraling all over again.

  Jesus. I’ve never managed two orgasms in one go and there hasn’t been a single one in the past to match the power of either of these. I’m thankful for Ruin’s hold because without it, I’m sure I’d be on the floor trying to figure out where I went wrong.

  “Come here.” Ruin turns me to face him, leaning my bottom against the bathroom counter. “Stroke my cock.” My eyes move to Sterling and notices he’s got his phone out, recording. I’m sure we all feel the shift in my behavior immediately. This is that awkward part I was worried about. The camera adds another piece to this that changes everything.

  “Don’t focus on the camera. Focus on me.” Ruin covers my hand with his and wraps them both around his dick, helping me slide my hand up and down his length. I can feel piercings. “On what’s going on between us. Let the camera fall into the background and remember you get to decide what’s posted and what’s not.”

  The look in his eyes makes me brave. “You’re in control.” His words give me the courage to explore his body with my hands, but it is hard to forget that the camera is there. I try to act like a queen with the experience and confidence to pull this off, but it’s blatantly obvious that isn’t the case.

  Ruin takes my face in both of his palms and pulls me in for a kiss that causes everyth
ing else in the world to fade away. He works his magic and slides his hands over my body, leaving me wanting more with every passing second. He uses his thumb this time to rub my clit and then pulls away just before I dive over the edge.

  He turns me to face the mirror again, and this time I don’t even recognize the girl looking back. She’s hungry… begging for more, writhing to get any bit of friction she can get.

  “Fuck, this is hot.” Sterling pulls my attention again and this time I’m not embarrassed about him being in here. I’m aroused that he’s watching… and wanting... wishing he was the one doing these things to me.

  “You like being watched, don’t you? Dirty girl.” I slide my hand down my chest and torso to slip my fingers between my legs and climb for that high again. Ruin stops me as soon as I brush my clit with my fingertip. “Not tonight, baby girl. Tonight, we’ve got you.” His whisper is a promise I’m ready for him to keep as my body craves his touch.

  We’ve… He said we’ve got you. That should slow things down for me, but it doesn’t. I haven’t been with more than one guy at once before and I sure as hell haven’t been with any guys as hot as either of these two.

  I’m past all the awkward crap now that they’ve both seen me having multiple orgasms, and I’m here to make the most cash I can. I can’t think of a better money maker for me in this situation than a threesome. The possibilities are endless, and they should be able to get enough video to make posts for a while.

  I reach for Sterling’s waistband and pull him closer, initiating what Ruin just insinuated. Ruin doesn’t pull away and in fact, shifts us both so that I can be sandwiched between them. Hot bodies surround me, muscles twitching and hands groping from all directions.

  Sterling sets the phone down on the bathroom counter to strip off his clothes and properly joins in.

  Ruin takes this opportunity to turn me so that I’m facing him. He lifts me, wrapping my legs around his waist while distracting me with another kiss.

  Sterling kneads my ass cheek with one hand and slips two fingers inside me with the other. I don’t break my kiss with Ruin until Sterling has worked me enough that I get another release worthy of the books.

  “I wanna fuck you.” Ruin lightly bites my bottom lip again and pulls on it as a tease. I give him a nod because I want to fuck him too. “I need a condom. Let’s move to my bed.” I stay focused on Ruin’s continued kiss while he walks me through his bedroom. Sterling takes his position again at my back when we reach the bed.

  Ruin lowers me to stand on my own feet, so I take both of their cocks in my hands. One on each side of me, both of them with piercings… both of them hard and already dripping from the tip. “Here.” Ruin pulls my hand off of his dick before he spits and we both watch it drop, his aim is perfect. Sterling follows his lead and does the same. “Gotta have lubrication with these piercings, baby.”

  I notice the camera again, but this time it empowers me. I’ve already been stripped bare and had orgasms tear me apart on video, I may as well do the same to them.

  Ruin opens the drawer beside him and pulls out a string of condoms. He rips one off and hands it to Sterling before he gets himself one. I take the phone from Sterling and capture them both stroking their cocks a few times before sliding the condoms on, knowing people will think it’s hot because I know it is.

  Ruin yanks the covers off the bed, sending all of my crap to the floor with it. He crawls into bed and then lies down, leading me to straddle him while he gets situated under me.

  I start rotating my hips when Sterling positions the camera behind me to capture Ruin sliding inside of me. I grind my hips until I’m fully seated on him and then I move them even more.

  Ruin grabs my ass and holds me in place, thrusting up into me a few seconds before he slows once again. “Fuck, we’d better hurry.”

  Sterling hands Ruin the phone and climbs onto the bed behind me. At first a wave of horror flows over me because I think he’s going to try to go for my ass, but he doesn’t. Ruin records me while Sterling gives us enough room to flip over so that I’m on my back. Ruin starts fucking me missionary style while Sterling is up close and personal with the camera.

  He gets Ruin’s hand gripping my neck and I’m sure he caught me biting my lip in a close up. My tits are at their fullest peak when he focuses on that, but the money shot has to be when Ruin rips off his condom and squirts all over my stomach and chest.

  I’m not sure how much of this we’ll get to use since we kind of bypassed the whole disguise thing with our pent-up sexual chemistry and lack of patience.

  “You ride him, I want to get some of you bouncing.” Ruin tells us what he wants, and we get right to it. It’s not near as explosive with Sterling and me, but we haven’t had the foreplay I’ve had with Ruin.

  I stay focused on Ruin’s face while I fuck Sterling. I’m not sure why that’s what feels right for me, but it does. I grind and bounce and let Ruin get all the video his heart desires. At one point he leans over to kiss me while I’m fucking his best friend and stroking his cock at the same time… which is more of a turn on than anything.

  Once Sterling is about to go, I lift off of him and let his cum shoot between us, most of it landing on his own stomach.

  We spend hours getting footage between the three of us that is bound to be full of money making clips. When none of us can function anymore without water, we all break for the kitchen and then Sterling goes home.

  “You’re staying the night with me.” It’s late late and I don’t have anywhere to go, so I can’t think of a better plan than Ruin’s demand. “I need a shower.”

  “You know where it’s at.” He’s halfway down the hall when he answers back.

  What am I doing? I move to follow him and wonder when the hell I lost my mind and became the girl who can do what I just did.

  Chapter Nine

  Tyra

  I slip out from under Ruin’s arm and sneak through the room to gather my things. Shit. Why couldn’t I have been better about putting all of my crap back in my bag before things got crazy?

  I’ve barely got one leg into my pants when Ruin’s phone starts ringing from the floor across the room. He’s rubbing his face and moving toward it before I have the chance to try to silence it. I use the few seconds he’s walking away to jump a few times to get my pants pulled up to my waist and then slip on a shirt with a speed that I’d use if the house was on fire.

  The view isn’t wasted though. I can multitask and watch his naked body move through the room.

  “Yeah.” He keeps walking into the bathroom and doesn’t bother to close the door before he’s taking a piss with his phone propped between his ear and his shoulder.

  “K.” He keeps listening long after he’s finished in the bathroom, not saying anything back while he watches me pack up my things. “I’ll be there.” He ends the call without a goodbye when I start to zip up my bag. He’s walking toward me before I have the luggage straps over my shoulder.

  “I’ve gotta go.” At the expense of wanting this whole morning after weirdness to be over, I try to turn and escape without further contact, but he’s not having any part of that. His firm grasp on my upper arm holds me in place while two fingers under my chin have me turning to face him.

  “Are you going to stay for breakfast?” I can’t. I can’t face this morning after weirdness that long. Staying and forcing my sober self to chat over eggs will definitely be too much.

  “No. I can’t. I need to do some stuff.” He tilts his head while he’s obviously trying to decide if I’m telling the truth or not, but I hold strong.

  “I had a good time last night.”

  “So did I.” A little too good of a time. But who’s keeping track?

  “I’ll call you.” There’s that fuckboy promise I always hear and this time I tilt my head to analyze his face to see if he’s lying. I’ve almost forgotten the original reason he had me here, and then it clicks. He’ll call. If not for just doing the makeup for their little pro
ductions.

  “I know last night didn’t go completely as planned but I hope you can come up with some material to post. Just let me know before you post it because I want to make sure you’re not revealing my face or anything.” I know we’ve already discussed this but saying it again makes me feel better.

  “How about I make you this promise. I’ll let you hit the post button on anything that you’re in.” He leans in to place a quick kiss on my lips.

  “Sounds like a perfect plan.” I like that idea; my shoulders instantly relax, and a new calm comes over me. Last night was a whirlwind of crazy so much that something tells me today starts a new chapter in my life. There will always be life before he ruined the idea of all other men for me.

  “Oh… I almost forgot.” He stalks away in all of his naked glory to his dresser and pulls out a wad of cash. “Here’s half of your bonus. I’ll give you the rest once we post.”

  “I’m not taking your money until we agree on posting one.” How many times will this guy offer me money that I have to decline even though I really freaking need it?

  “Alright come here, let’s get one posted.” He pulls the strap off my shoulder and drops my bag at our feet. “We’ll do you laying on your stomach and I’ll get the point of view with my dick resting on your ass. They’ll go crazy over it. Plus, we don’t have to worry about editing anything out.” It sounds simple enough, even though I know where this is really headed. Ruin isn’t the kind of guy who can be that close to fucking without going all the way. What does it make me that as sore as I am, I’m still in for it?

  He’s yanking the comforter and tossing pillows when I drop my pants to the floor and kick off my shoes. “Where do you want me?”

  “Diagonal across the bed. Take your shirt off too.” It’s much easier to do all of this now that he’s already fucked me senseless multiple times. I toss my shirt and climb onto the bed.