JJ led me right up to the door and tugged it open, drawing me inside the dim space and illuminating the flashlight on his cell phone so that we could see.
I looked around at the train car with a giggle escaping me, feeling like those naughty kids again, sneaking in here and trying to stay silent while the cops yelled out for us to come back.
I took in the old, red cushions lining the chairs and the wooden tables with metal detailing. There was even a fancy glass light fitting overhead. This thing had been nice once, designed for people with money to travel in style before it was abandoned to the miscreants who lived out here when they stopped using the old tracks that ran through these woods.
I moved further into the space and JJ set his cell phone down before following me, leaving the light on so that we could see a little in the darkness.
His hands came around my waist and my skin tingled where he touched me. As his mouth lowered against my neck, a sigh escaped me and when he bit down, a shot of pleasure surged through my body, making my nipples harden and ache.
JJ turned me around and captured my lips with his, not wasting any time as he backed me up until my ass was perched on one of the little dining tables and he was unzipping the back of my dress.
I raised my arms so that he could peel it off of me and he groaned desperately as he found me in nothing but my panties beneath it, his mouth lowering to suck my nipple hard as I arched my back and moaned for him.
I kicked my sneakers off as JJ gripped the edge of my panties in his fists and lifted my ass for him as he tugged them off of me, dropping to his knees before me as he went.
JJ yanked his shirt off, tossing it aside then gripped my knees in his large hands and forced them wide, bearing me to him as I gripped the sides of the table and whimpered, biting down on my lip as I fought off the desire to beg him to hurry up.
When his tongue finally found my core, a loud and wanton moan escaped me and I hooked my legs around his neck, tipping my head back against the glass window and closing my eyes as I concentrated on the feeling of him bringing me to ruin.
JJ cursed, murmuring my name between devouring me and I cried out as he moved two fingers up to join the party too, pushing them deep inside me and making my pussy clamp down tight around them.
"Fuck, Johnny James," I gasped, grinding my hips against his mouth as I chased the pleasure which was dancing around the edges of my body, waiting to tear me apart and bring me to ruin for him.
But just as I was about to fall crashing from the cliff, JJ fell entirely still, his body locking up and giving me half a second of warning before a cruel voice filled the air.
"Well, well, well, what would Foxy boy think if he knew his girl was fucking his boy behind his back like this?"
I gasped, my eyes flying open as I found Maverick standing there right behind JJ, his revolver pressed to the back of JJ's head as he forced him to stay where he was on his knees between my thighs.
"Rick," I squeaked in alarm and he arched an eyebrow at me, his gaze unreadable in the dark. He had a pair of black jeans and a black shirt on which I guessed were to match up to his heart. "What are you-"
"Please, don't stop on my account," he said in a rough, demanding voice. "I want to see why Johnny James charges so fucking much for his time."
"Let Rogue go," JJ growled, drawing back just enough to be able to speak, though his fingers were still very much inside me and my pussy was gripping him like a vice as a mixture of need and fear immobilised me.
"She looks plenty comfortable there," Maverick reasoned. "But she also looks like she's in need of a release and it's damn rude to leave a girl wanting, JJ. So how about you make her come like you were about to or I'll have to blow your head off for letting her down."
JJ's eyes met mine and I licked my lips as my heart pounded. This was so fucked up. So, so, fucked up. But...it was also hot. Like, crazy, serial killer on the edge, fucked up kind of hot. And my pussy was practically dripping as I looked from JJ to Maverick and back again.
"Look at her, Johnny James. You've gotten her all worked up. Look how much she wants it. I bet she'll be coming all over your face within thirty seconds. Don't let me being here steal her pleasure from her." Maverick pressed the gun to the back of JJ’s skull a little harder like he might actually shove his face back down and I held my breath.
JJ drew his hand back like he was going to pull his fingers out of me and a whimper escaped me, but that was nothing on the word that left my lips. Because I was going to hell for that word. All the way to the deepest, darkest pits of hell. But I was hoping I'd be stopping by heaven on the way.
"Please," I begged and yeah, that really was a beg because my whole body was tingling and I was so fucking close and this was definitely fucked up, but something about it was so, so hot and I wanted him touching me. Shit, I was fairly certain I wanted Rick to be touching me too. But I wasn't gonna broker that issue right now because most importantly I wanted JJ fucking me with his tongue as soon as he possibly could.
JJ growled, this deep, animal sound and I saw the decision in his eyes half a second before he dropped his head down and resumed his assault on my flesh.
"Fuck," I moaned, my eyes locking with Maverick's as he watched me, the darkness in his gaze making my pussy throb even more than JJ was managing alone.
Yeah, I was going to hell. But it was so fucking worth it.
JJ licked and teased me then sucked on my clit hard and I exploded for him, pleasure cascading through my body as I screamed and arched my back and he kept driving his fingers in and out of me while lapping up every single second of my pleasure.
When I was finally done, he drew back and Maverick directed him to his feet, his gaze unreadable as he looked between the two of us and I just lay there on the freaking table, butt naked, panting and seriously fucking wet.
Rick's gaze travelled down my body hungrily before he looked towards JJ once more.
"It doesn't really look like the two of you are done yet," he commented, dropping the gun and jamming it into JJ's crotch hard enough to make him hiss a curse.
"What do you want?" JJ demanded. "Whatever it is, you can have it. Just let her go. She isn't part of your hatred for us, so don't drag her into it."
"Christ, that got me right in the fucking heart," Maverick mocked, clutching his chest. "And if I hadn't just found you eating her out like you were starving for it, I might have been inclined to believe you were all noble and shit. But your dick is rock hard and I just can't believe you had no intention of using that on our girl here."
"Rick," I warned, pushing myself upright and moving to grip his arm.
He turned to look down at me, his gun still jammed up tight to JJ's balls and I found myself experiencing a heady mixture of terror and being seriously turned on. It was very, very wrong. But breaking the rules had always gotten me hot.
"Yeah, beautiful?"
"If this is about you being jealous-"
"Oh, so your little fuck buddy here knows about you and me, does he?"
"I know," JJ growled. "And I don't fucking care. Rogue always had something with all of us. The only thing that matters to me is what she has with me."
Maverick arched a brow at him then backed up a few paces, raising the gun again until it was firmly pointed JJ's way then he beckoned me over to him. And of course I wasn't going to go. Except my feet were moving and suddenly his lips were on mine and his free hand was between my legs and I was moaning all over again.
I jerked away again, guilt warring in my gut as I looked back at JJ, but instead of the hurt or fury I expected to find in his gaze, there was only heat and some dangerous thoughts which made my damn toes curl with the want in them.
"Shit. I think you meant it, didn't you?" Rick asked him, barking a laugh.
"In my line of work, I learned fast enough to recognise my own desires. And I'm man enough to admit that watching you with her is hot. Are you trying to tell me you weren't getting off on watching me and her too?"
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nbsp; Maverick licked his lips slowly, his eyes moving back to me and a dangerous smile pulling at his lips.
"It's one thing watching her come for you, Johnny. But I don't think I'd much enjoy seeing her take your cock."
"Only one way to find out," JJ shot back and my eyebrows officially disappeared into my hairline.
"What?" I squeaked and Maverick chuckled.
"Don't you want that, beautiful? Or did you already take all you wanted from him?" Maverick tugged me in front of him and bit down on my neck hard enough to make me suck in a sharp breath, making JJ watch us together as he kept that fucking gun pointed his way. "You can be honest with me, do you want his cock?"
I swallowed thickly, adrenaline thundering through my veins and everything in my body warning me to run, telling me that this was insane, dangerous, quite possibly life threatening. And yet I was nodding, my gaze on JJ's body and my pussy so wet that I was pretty sure I was about to start begging again.
"Show me then," Maverick snarled, his hand cracking down against my ass and making me moan as he pushed me forward a step.
I wasn't going to do it. No fucking way. Except, my feet were moving and my gaze was on JJ's and then it was falling down his sinfully sculpted body to that bulge in his pants and I was dropping to my knees in front of him.
"You don't have to, pretty girl," JJ said, his fingers tangling in my hair as he used his grip on it to make me look back up at him.
"There's no gun being held to my head. And you already know I want you," I replied, my fingers finding his fly. "But if you want me to stop..."
JJ's gaze flicked back to Maverick as I pushed my hand into his jeans, but the moment my fingers found his dick he started groaning.
"I'll never say no to you, pretty girl," he grunted and I smiled at him as I freed his cock and leaned in to lick my way up his shaft.
JJ's grip in my hair tightened and my skin prickled with the feeling of Maverick's eyes on us, but that only spurred me on.
I circled the head of his cock with my tongue then slid my mouth over him, moaning hungrily as I took him between my lips.
JJ cursed as I drew him in deep, his hips beginning to move in time with me as he fucked my mouth and I loved every fucking second of it. My pussy was throbbing desperately and I moaned around his shaft as I upped my pace, taking more from him, wanting to own him, destroy him the same way he had me.
"Up," Maverick barked behind me and I was hauled to my feet before I could really compute that.
JJ snarled something angrily as his release was stolen from him and Maverick chuckled in my ear as his solid body pressed against my back.
"I didn't tell you to stop sucking, beautiful." This time when he spanked me, his hand cracked down on the Harlequin tattoo on the back of my thigh. I sucked in a sharp breath, turning to look over my shoulder at him in alarm as I realised he'd seen it and would have to know what that meant. "You've been a bad girl, haven't you, Rogue?"
"I...it's complicated," I breathed pathetically.
"I'll bet. Are you gonna take your punishment like a good girl then?" He gripped my hip and tugged my ass back into his crotch so that I had no doubt whatsoever about what that meant and I found myself nodding. Fucking nodding. Like I just casually took two cocks under my command all the goddamn time and this was no big deal.
"Jesus," JJ muttered, but he sounded more excited than freaked out and as I looked back to him, he leaned in and placed a demanding kiss on my lips.
Rick gave us about three seconds of that before he pressed the gun to JJ's chest and made him back up. Then he fisted his free hand in my hair and bent me over.
I'd given up any attempt at fighting this because it felt too fucking good and was too fucking hot, so I grasped JJ's hips to balance myself and moaned as I took his cock back into my mouth like a good girl.
Maverick snarled something which I couldn't make out before pushing three fingers deep inside me and giving me what I’d been aching for.
"You're so fucking wet, beautiful. How long have you been fantasising about this?"
I moaned a reply that I knew would have been garbled nonsense even without me choking on JJ's cock because his fingers inside me felt so fucking good that I almost wanted to cry.
But that was nothing, nothing, to the way it felt when he released his dick from his pants and sank it into me with a throaty groan of relief.
I couldn't even be mad about him going without a condom again because the feeling of his flesh against mine, the hot slickness of our bodies colliding and the perfection if his cock deep inside me forced out all other thoughts.
Rick drove in and out of me slowly a couple of times with a growl of satisfaction like he was simply enjoying the feeling of my body claiming his, my pussy gripping him tightly and his dick filling me up. Then he moved to grasp my hips, the cold metal of the gun pressing against my right ass cheek making it even fucking hotter.
I moaned around JJ's cock as he fisted my hair and the two of them began driving into me at once in this brutal, messy, fucking punishingly blissful rhythm and I swear I saw stars as my body was overloaded with the felling of owning the two of them at once.
Rick was rough as always, his hand cracking down on my ass, his thrusts making me take JJ's dick right to the back of my throat and my moans of pleasure filling the air for every animal in the vicinity to hear.
I arched my back a little more and suddenly Rick's cock was slamming right into that magic place deep inside me and my pussy was clamping tight around him demanding more and more and more.
He hit it over and over until I was coming and screaming and my pussy was gripping him so tight that he was swearing and yanking his dick out of me, coming all over my back with a groan.
His hand moved to grip my hair alongside JJ's as I fought to stay on my feet and the two of them forced my head up and down until JJ was coming too, his cum spilling down my throat as he thrust in hard and I swallowed every drop.
Maverick laughed, the dark, dirty noise making my toes curl and JJ cursed as he released his grip on my hair and stroked his fingers through it tenderly instead.
Rick started mopping the cum from my back for me and I stood upright as he finished, finding him using JJ's shirt which he tossed back to him with a dark smile.
"Well, that took a turn," Rick said, backing up a little more as he buckled his pants up and I sagged back against the table.
"Wow," I murmured because apparently, I was still in a dick coma and that was all I could manage.
JJ looked between me and Maverick warily, his own pants still unbuckled though his cock was back in his boxers. He looked even more like a sex god than usual standing there like that in the dim light, his abs slick with sweat and his pupils wide with satisfaction. I'd done that. Me. And one look at Rick told me how much he'd enjoyed that too.
I couldn't fucking help it so I gave in and started smirking, feeling all kinds of smug.
"We should do that again," I said, not even caring that they hated each other or any of that shit because holy fuck that had been so good. So, so good. I wanted more and I wanted it soon.
JJ blew out a laugh, shaking his head and Maverick just looked between the two of us for a moment before rolling his eyes.
"You and I have things to discuss, beautiful. And I think you're gonna let her come with me, Johnny James. Or I'll be sending the video I took of you eating her sweet pussy to Foxy boy and leaving you to deal with the fallout."
"You're fucking kidding me, right?” JJ growled. “After what the three of us just-"
"Hey, I'm happy to tell him we spit roasted her right after I finished making that video if you think it'll help," Maverick offered. "But it kinda seems like he'd be even more pissed to hear that. Besides, I don't give a fuck that he wants me dead, so it seems like you've got a whole lot more to lose than me in that scenario."
JJ took a step forward angrily, but Rick just raised his gun again and I stepped between them, placing a hand on Johnny's chest.
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sp; "It's okay, JJ. Rick won't hurt me and I owe him a conversation." I waited a beat to make sure that he got that then grabbed my clothes and started pulling them back on.
"And what am I supposed to tell Fox when I show up without you?" JJ demanded.
"Keep your panties on, sweetheart. I'll only take her for a few hours. You can hang out in your car until I bring her back and Foxy will be none the wiser."
"And why should I trust that?" JJ hissed, looking like he was going to fight me out of Rick’s arms.
"Just trust me, JJ," I said to him, sensing the argument brewing between the two of them and cutting it off before it could develop.
JJ sighed, swiping a hand down his face and shaking his head. "Seems like I'm going to have to. But I swear, Maverick, if she comes back with so much as a hair out of place-"
"Yeah, yeah, JJ, I'm sure you'll come fuck me to death or whatever gigolos do to kill people. I'm shaking in my fucking boots. Let's go, Rogue, we have a lot to sort out and not a lot of time to do it."
Maverick turned and strode out of the train car and I kicked my shoes back on as I turned to look at JJ.
"Are you sure about this, pretty girl? If you don't want to go with him, I'll-"
I tiptoed up and pressed a kiss to his lips. "It's Rick, JJ. I know that deep down you understand what that means. I'm just as safe with him as I am with any of you."
JJ's brow furrowed at that but he nodded, following me out and accepting my decision.
The three of us walked back through the trees in silence and Rick tugged me beneath his arm as we reached the parking lot, directing me towards his bike which was parked up well away from JJ's Mustang.
I gave JJ a wave and he watched us go with a concerned expression on his face. The other dancers had all cleared out already and as I looked through the windows into the brightly lit diner, my stomach rumbled.
"Food," I demanded, turning towards the diner and Rick only gave a half-assed complaint as he let me direct us inside.
I ordered a burger and a sub and a vanilla milkshake and some fries and onion rings...and a side of nachos, then I let Maverick order his shit and pay for all of it. When it was bagged up for us, we returned to his bike and he loaded it into the storage box beneath the seat before I climbed on the back and we tore away into the night.
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