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CHAPTER FIVE

BLUE

I should be practising my dance moves, but I was stuck watching them both.

Elena was already half-undressed when I first spotted them. Her blonde hair was down, spilling over her shoulders as Damien pushed her against his floor-to-ceiling window.

The same window I was watching through.

Fucking exhibitionist.

I wanted to look away, but my hands were already trailing my thighs, my eyes stuck to his long, hard cock.

I unbuttoned my jeans.

He had her bent over his leather couch, her pale and perfect ass to him. He stood behind her, one hand fisted in her hair while the other gripped her hip.

I didn't need to hear them to feel the heat from their facial expression.

My hand slipped inside my panties, feeling the wetness in-between my legs.

I circled my clit slowly, watching as he pulled her upright. He turned her around, lifted her onto the couch's armrest, and spread her legs wide. He was facing my window.

“Oh fuck…”

Elena's head tipped back, her breasts bouncing as he thrust into her. He was thrusting hard and fast.

The memory of the sound of his voice resurfaced in my head a my fingers moved faster.

“Yes.. like that,” I moaned out, locking my gaze on them. And that was when he looked up.

Damien's eyes cut straight to my window, through the glass and the rain that was beginning to streak across both our views and remained on me.

I continued thrusting my fingers in and out of my pussy, never breaking eye contact. He didn't stop fucking before either, his hips kept that brutal rhythm.

Then he lifted his hand and pointed towards me before moving his index finger. He tilted his head towarda what I presume is his door.

Pulling my hands out of my jeans, I licked my fingers clean without thinking, and stood up.

I'm insane.

He's insane.

This… is insane.

I grabbed my key and slipped out my door.

When I got there, his door was slightly unlocked, so I stepped inside.

“Oh… fuck my pussy, daddy…”

Elena's loud moan filled my ears, followed by the wet slap of skin and Damien's low grunts.

Neither of them stopped when I appeared.

Elena opened her eyes, looking at me over Damien's shoulder as she smiled. "Told you she'd come."

"You blackmailed him into a threesome?" I crossed my arms.

"I blackmailed him into me." She gasped as Damien hit a new angle. "You're the bonus."

Damien pulled out, making her whimper from the emptiness. Then he turned to me with a heaving chest and sweat slick on his collarbone.

"Blue."

"Damien."

"You're wearing too many clothes."

Instantly, I pulled the hoodie over my head in one motion. My breasts fell free, nipples already hard from the cold and from watching them. Elena's eyes dropped to them.

"Those are real," she said, impressed.

"These are real too." I hooked my thumbs into my jeans and pushed them down.

Damien stepped toward me. Roughly cupping my haw, he plunged his tongue into my mouth. I tasted her on his lips as my hand grabbed his length.

Bloody hell!

"On the bed," he said. "Both of you."

Elena crawled onto the mattress first on all fours, looking back at him like a bitch in heat. I climbed up after her, but slower.

Damien stood at the foot of the bed, watching us.

"Blue," he said. "Lie down with your head on the pillows."

I obeyed.

"Elena, go on top of her. Face to face."

Elena grinned and straddled my hips, her wet pussy pressed against my lower stomach. She leaned down, blonde hair falling around our faces like a curtain.

"Hi," she whispered.

"Hi yourself."

She crushed her lips on mine, kissing me softly before sliding her tongue into my mouth. I matched her pace, biting her bottom lip hard enough to make her moan.

Damien moved behind her, entering her from behind while she was still kissing me. She broke the kiss with a sharp cry, forehead falling against mine.

"Fuck! He's so deep—"

I reached between our bodies and found her clit. She was swollen, slick and I rubbed tight circles while Damien pounded into her. Every thrust pushed her harder against my hand.

"You like that?" I whispered.

"Yes—yes—"

Damien reached around and pinched one of my nipples hard, making me gasp.

"Don't tease her," he said. "You're both here for me."

He pulled out of Elena and flipped her onto her back. Then h grabbed my wrist and pulled me on top of her.

"Ride her face," he ordered. "While I fuck you."

I didn't need to be told twice.

I swung a leg over Elena's head, lowering my dripping pussy onto her mouth. Her tongue hungrily plunged into me immediately. Damien positioned behind me, his cock pressing at my entrance.

Then he slammed in with one thrust, pushing a scream out of my throat..

Elena's muffled laugh vibrated against my clit as Damien fucked my hard, holding my hips at an angle that made his cock hit that spot inside me. She licked and sucked and moaned beneath me, her nose pressing against my ass.

"Don't stop," I gasped. "Don't either of you fucking stop!"

Elena's fingers dug into my thighs as Damien's pace turned brutal.

In seconds, pressure built in my lower belly. Unable to hold back, I came into Elena's mouth, screaming his name. Elena followed, her nails digging into my thighs. Damien pulled out at the last second, stroked himself twice, and poured his cum all over our stomach.

For a moment, we tried to catch our breath, before Elena sat up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "That was—"

"Don't," Damien said, already reaching for her phone on the nightstand. "The video. Delete it."

She smiled, biting on her bottom lip. "Yes daddy. "

Elena took the phone from Damien, her fingers trembling from pleasure. She glanced up, staring at Damien's glistening chest and semi hard cock. Then she pressed a button.

The screen flickered.

SENDING TO CONTACTS...

Her face went white.

"What?" Damien leaned over. "What did you do?"

"I—" Elena stared at the phone. "I hit the wrong button.”