wide?”
The bulge of Liam’s cock shoved against my ass. “Could she take one in the front and one in the rear?”
“I would love to see the look in her eyes while I buried my cock between her luscious tits.”
Their hard bodies pressed me so hard I could barely breathe. Both of their cocks twitched against me. The heat felt like it would burn through their clothes and mine.
“So,” Declan’s voice was thick, “Should we risk another hour here in Blankville, or should we get the three of us into a Hilton, pronto?”
Chapter Fifteen
L IAM DROVE AND Declan sat up front with him. I was in the back. “You’d better stay down,” Liam told me, “Keep behind the seat while we put some distance between us and your former home.”
“Won’t one of you keep me company?”
Declan looked across at Liam. Liam’s lips pursed as his jaw tightened, but he let a smile crinkle around his eyes and he gestured with his head towards the back.
Declan wasted no time climbing into the back. “Now, remember what Liam said, Courtenay. Get down, like a good girl.” I quite wanted to slap him again then.
From the edge of my vision the town that I knew and every awful thing slipped backwards and into the past. The few cars there were on the road were just ordinary people going ordinary places dragging their ordinary lives along behind them.
My old life was over. It had been a cocoon. I was emerging, reborn, transformed and new.
There was a quiet in the car for the next couple of miles. I hadn’t particularly noticed it until Declan’s cell phone trilled and all three of us jolted at the loud intrusion. He looked in the mirror at Liam as he fished out the phone and opened it to read the text message.
“Our lord and master?” Liam asked without waiting.
“Who else?” said Declan still looking down at the text. “A candidate in Bedford Hills.” He put the phone away.
Liam’s eyes widened, “Do we know anyone there?”
“Well, if we don’t then we be needing to widen our social circle pretty fucking pronto. He’s not sounding all that whimsical or relaxed about it.”
“There’s a surprise. Is there a time?”
“Sure. The same time it always is. A S A P.”
They both looked at me. Through the mirror, Liam asked me, “Do you know anyone in Bedford Hills?”
“Where’s that?”
“It’s in Bedford,” Declan said, “Westchester County.”
“It’s the New York State maximum security women’s prison.”
A spontaneous laugh rose in my chest. I thought they must be teasing. Telegraph poles flashed by the windows as I said, “She won’t be going anywhere in a hurry then.”
Liam looked at Declan again. Liam’s head turned as he said, “That is something. You’re not wrong there.”
The sardonic smile was still on Declan’s face. He was making fun of me and I didn’t know how and it still made me want to slap him. I lunged forward and kissed him instead.
His arms drew me close, wrapped me and enfolded me. He stroked my hair, my body. His breath ignited me. With my hand on the back of his neck I pulled him to me. I grew and came alive in his embrace. While our mouths got to know each other, my other hand was on his thigh.
Soon his cock snaked along under his pants and stretched to introduce itself to my fingers. His fingers had found the buttons on the front of my dress and were beginning to undo them.
From the front, Liam said, “Hey, don’t you be starting anything back there. Wait until we’re all together.”
Declan nodded. He couldn’t speak with his tongue down my throat. My breath heaved as my fingers slipped along the length of his cock. The front of my dress hung open and his hands scooped my breasts out of the bra.
His thumbs and fingers pulled on my nipples and he moved his mouth to nibble my ear and my neck. He said, “I shouldn’t be squeezing and fondling her gorgeous, soft breasts then.”
I said, “And I shouldn’t stroke the
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