Of course, that was what started creating problems between me and Tina. I wasn’t just her ugly, boyish sidekick anymore. She was used to being the star, and when I started getting more attention from our marks… along with her own boyfriend… well, I should have known that my days with her were numbered. No matter that she was the only person I’d ever considered family.
The word family never had any meaning to Tina. She told me so often enough. I just thought she meant as far as everyone else. Not us. Not me. I thought we were sisters for life.
I was so wrong. About so many things.
And so I learned the most important lesson of all from Tina, one you’d have thought I’d have learned a lot, lot earlier.
You could never trust anyone in this life. No one ever really had your back. It was every woman for themselves.
Use or get used.
And for fuck’s sake, I was tired of being on the wrong end of that equation.
So I spread my legs, dropped my head back until I could see my beautiful, supple young body in the mirror overhead, and moaned as I inserted the cold, glass dildo into my sweet little pussy.
No, I wouldn’t whore myself out, but I would do everything short of to get all that I deserved. I’d get good sex. I’d have the life I wanted. The life I deserved after all the shit I’d taken. Considering what there was to be won, there was no risk I wouldn’t take for my dreams to come true. I’d rely on no one but myself. For my pleasure. For my future.
I clenched around the dildo and arched my chest out. I performed, and in the performing, aroused myself.
I would tempt Beau Radcliffe. I would tempt the Devil himself. I would risk everything and bare my body and my soul because that was what you did when you refused, fucking refused, to give up.
I clenched my walls around the dildo, feeling it with my inner contours. The glass was beginning to warm up, and I pushed it in further. I listened to my body, reaching down with my other hand.
I touched myself just there, the way I knew aroused me best. My hand was expert as I touched myself the same way I touched myself in the dark when no one was looking.
Except this time people were looking. Was he?
Was he watching? Was Beau seeing the way I gave myself the best pleasure? Was the Devil watching? Did he see and partake when we gave over into this good and lush pleasure?
I doubted there was a Devil or a God, but I would touch myself and think of the divine entities jealously watching all the same. They fucking owed me. They owed me this orgasm and a million more.
I thought of the cold nights in the basement where family number two used to put me in so-called timeout, sometimes overnight or for whole days at a time when they forgot about me or didn’t want to deal with me.
Yep, I deserved all the orgasms and pleasure and joy I could fucking scrape from this life, and I’d take it, goddammit.
I thrust the dildo in long and slow, and circled my clit, allowing my eyes to flit around the room.
Right beside me an Elder grabbed a dildo a girl had been tentatively rubbing against herself. He tossed it to the floor carelessly. It was so well-crafted, it didn’t shatter, just landed with a thud and a slight chip to the shaft. The Elder had ruined the carefully crafted masterpiece but obviously didn’t give a shit. Ah, how carelessly they could break their priceless toys.
But I couldn’t deny it was hot when he grabbed the belle by her hips and pulled her up on the settee where she’d been sitting so that she was on her hands and knees. He was a middle-aged man with a short, stumpy cock, but his stomach was toned as he pulled back his robe. She swayed her ass as if anticipating his next move. He spanked the girl’s ass and the globes bounced from the impact.
He grabbed her hips and sank his cock inside her. When he pulled back out again, he’d definitely grown longer. She squeaked in surprise when he next pushed inside her.
“Squeeze on my dick,” he demanded. “Yes. Like that.” He spanked her ass again as he pulled out and then rammed back in.
I could hear the slick and smack each time he slammed inside her as he really got going and holy shit—it was hot.
Tina and Mick used to have sex when I was around, but I always split or slammed my door shut when they started going at it. And sure, I heard plenty of people having sex growing up because trailers weren’t known for having thick walls. I’d never especially found any of that sexy. Probably because I knew all of the people involved and most of them were sleazy assholes.