Free One Week Three Hearts: by Adele Allaire Page B

other with her lips.
    Matt's breathing hitched, and she glanced upwards without a pause. He wasn't watching her actions. Instead, Matt's focus seemed to be on a camera across the room. Knuckles pressed uncomfortably into her scalp while his musky scent filled her nose.
    She decided to tease him and get back at him for denying her needs. In contrast to the night spent with Jason and Matt, her pleasure wasn't the two men's central focus. The hollow, empty sensation Rose let her tongue's point glide underneath the ridge of his cock's tip after Matt guided it into her awaiting mouth. A small rebellious streak drove her to painstakingly draw him into her mouth, and not give into Matt's urging to go faster.
    If Matt was going to deny her, then she would dictate her mouth's pace and make him force her to do what he wanted.
    Delicately placing her moist tongue between her lower teeth and his shaft's throbbing veins, Rose relished Matt's resulting moan. His cock deposited two small drops of pre-come on her tongue, and the salty taste inspired her end goal.
    Matt ripped her regained confidence away with one word.
    "Faster."
    Focused solely on fulfilling Matt's task, his instructing Mikhel to speed up his thrusts didn't fully register until the increased friction in her rear end forced her to pay attention. She resigned Mikhel was the only assigned source of physical pleasure. Matt's restraint created a sense of inner empowerment and sensuality. He denied her the full course meal and fed her scraps, but she consented to this.
    This was a test of wills. Rose had a choice: she could simply endure it until it was over, or reach into her mind's deep darkness and embrace the experience as the deserved punishment Matt alluded to.
    Rose gasped at the realization. The grip on her hair tightened, and the side of Matt's hand pushed on her scalp. Matt's hips jerked forward as he urged her to suck faster. Trapped between his hand and hips, Rose couldn't turn away even if she wanted to.
    She didn't want to.
    Jason's face filled her mind, and Rose squeezed her eyes shut as if to ward off her husband miles away. This is what he wanted. This is what he consented to, and instructed Matt to do to her.  
    Matt's announcement cut through her dizzy haze. He wanted to feel the back of her throat, that she was to gag on his cock.
    "That's it, baby." The words rolled off Matt's moan as his cock's tip hit that spot where the inside of her cheek met her throat's opening.
    Mikhel's groans grew louder as his balls slapped harder against the bottom of her ass. He repeated the same foreign phrase in between his grunts, grabbing at Rose's hips to steady his relentless pumping. The words sounded like a condemnation or curse directed at her.
    "Good girl."
    Every line tracing Matt's open palm was committed to memory. How many centimeters of light passed between the knuckles. How the lighter skin melted into the darker, and two clusters of lines surrounded each joint. How she couldn't see anything but a wall of skin before everything went black and exploding bursts rushed at her in the darkness.
    ***
    All she wanted to do after the shower was to crawl into bed.
    Rose's body felt like a hollow fragile shell. She served Matt's purpose. He shot his seed down her throat, and breathlessly told her to go back to her room for the night.
    Violated. Used up.
    I'm broken now. I'm so sorry, Jason.
    The light from the far corner's camera glowed bright red. Rose resolved not to give Jason or Matt any satisfaction from watching her release the built-up tension through self-pleasure.  
    A hair dryer lay on the coverlet. Malani got into her room at some point during the day. Rose snatched the hair dryer from the bed and put it on top of the dresser.
    The one inch gap between top drawer and the dresser commanded her attention. Rose pulled on the dresser drawer's handle, careful not to make it loudly squeak and echo through the house.
    All the clothes she unpacked and carefully folded