Chapter 145

• Blair
• It’s like some bad porno, apart from the fact it’s got me dripping into my panties and wanting it so badly I’m almost choking on my desire for these assholes. Cyrus slams me into the door as the locks sound, sitting me up as he yanks off my shorts. I kick at him or help him, I’m not sure which, but they are gone in an instant. He pulls a knife, and with a grin, cuts away my panties. He chucks them to Bray who groans and fists them as his eyes meet mine. “I’ll add these to my collection,” he teases.
• My gaze is jerked back to Cyrus as he pulls my legs open, drops to his knees on the seat, and buries his face in my dripping cunt. I cry out, slamming my hand onto the roof of the car before grabbing the oh shit handle to hold on.