Crossing the lines ( Sleeping with my Best friends) Chapter 38

Layla

“Fuck, your ass feels amazing,” Aleck said as he thrust into me. I could feel my pussy walls tightening. I felt one hand on my throat as they continued fucking me as if I was a doll.

“Don’t you dare cum, or you’ll get punished,” Dean said, which caused my body to lock off. Suddenly, I felt empty. He walked back over to the bed and put me down to lie down. “Didn’t I say not to cum?” He said as he caressed my body.

I saw Aleck return with what looked like ties. I looked at Aleck immediately; he leaned over, kissing me. I felt Dean between my legs as his tongue speared into me. I groaned into Aleck’s mouth. It wasn’t until he moved away that I realized he had tied my hands to the bed. He looked at me and smirked.

“Let’s see how much you can take,” he said, squeezing my throat. I sucked his cock into my mouth as Dean ate my pussy. I could feel my clit start to harden again, my pussy pulsing and widening as if seeking something in particular.

Aleck continued fucking my mouth as my body trembled with the promise of another orgasm. I felt him move, then he slid into my ass, taking his time stroking into me. “Hmmm,” I moaned around Aleck’s long cock. I couldn’t use my hands, and it was killing me.

“No, you’ll only cum when we allow you to cum,” Dean said. He began rubbing my clit, speeding up his thrust. Aleck fucked my mouth harder as he pulled and tugged my erect nipples. “Please,” I moaned.

They both sped up their thrusting, and I was close. So close when they stopped. “Please,” I said in a whisper.

Dean moved without saying anything as he came towards me and fucked my mouth while Aleck fucked my ass as he continued playing with my clit. They kept this up for almost an hour, marking my entire body with their mark. They didn’t stop alternating fucking my mouth and ass until I was on the verge of tears, begging to cum.

Dean undid the restraints on my arms and pulled me down onto his cock. Within seconds, my pussy and ass were filled, and I was in ecstasy.

“Fuck, princess. You’re amazing,” Dean said, grabbing my throat and taking my mouth as they fucked me.

“Oh fuckkk, yesss, right there. Come in my ass, Aleck. Come in my pussy, Dean, please,” I begged, lost in lust.

“Fuck,” I heard them both say as they sped up their thrusting. Dean played with my clit as they fucked me.

“Oh God, yesss.”

“Come for us, baby girl.”

“I’m coming,” I moaned as Dean played with my clit.

“That’s it, cum on my cock, princess.” Dean bit down on my nipples while playing with my clit. It was too much, as my entire body shook. But they didn’t stop. They fucked me through my orgasm. “Ahh, fuck,” I heard Aleck say as I felt the pulsing of his cock in my ass.

“Fuck, princess.” I could feel the pulsing of their cocks deep in me as they came, and it triggered my orgasm.

We were a sweaty and sticky mess. We lay in bed as they held me. I forgot to be embarrassed or ashamed. Dean turned to look at me.

“That’s going to be happening a lot.” He said, sinking his fingers into my pussy. I couldn’t help but moan. I felt warm breath on my breast and couldn’t help but let out a contented sigh.

Dean

When I stepped out of the shower, she was already asleep. It was four in the morning. Aleck was sitting in the chair looking at her. The first time was for her because she was determined, but she didn’t hesitate the second time. Her entire neck was covered in hickeys. No matter how many times we asked her if she was in pain, she said no, just shut up and fuck her. The bedsheets in Aleck’s room were fucked, so we came to my room to sleep.

“You do know she’s going to be trouble now, right?” Aleck said, pulling me out of my thoughts.

“I know. But we need to put her ass on a leash or some shit because if she has her way, that’s the only thing that will happen in this house. On another topic, what do we do about her? She’s going to need her phone, and she’s going to go back to normal. I don’t want to let her out of my sight, Aleck,” I said, taking a seat on the couch.

“I have been wondering about that too. We can’t lock her away, or we’ll end up injured. We’ll have Diego be her shadow. He goes where she goes. It’s that, or she stays her ass in here,” I said.

I heard a knock at the door. I stood up and opened it. Mac was standing there.

“Boss. Can you meet me in your office? I don’t want the Mrs. to hear.”

“Okay. I’ll be down.” I closed the door and got dressed. I told Aleck what Mac said, so we headed down. He was waiting in the office.

“Boss, you asked me to keep an eye on Ms. Kingsley. I did, and when she left here earlier today, she contacted someone by the name of Tony Carson. I don’t know what she asked him to do, but I have people watching her phone, and she received a message from Mr. Carson asking for the address. She sent him this address along with a message stating, ‘Be careful, Dean and Aleck aren’t what they used to be like back in school. After you’re done with her, send me some pictures.’”

“This fucking girl. Make sure Tony doesn’t get anywhere near this house,” Aleck said, looking at Mac. He nodded.

“Also, she contacted Joshua Peters via messages. She told him everything. A text message detailing your relationship with the Mrs., including the address.”

“Okay. Where is Diego at this moment?”

“He’s doing some digging into your ex, dealing with Ms. Lexi and Tina and their father.”

“Okay, here’s what will happen. Diego is now her shadow. He goes where she goes. Get more security for the house…”

Aleck’s phone began ringing. He answered; it was Diego. He put it on speaker.

“Yes, Diego?”

“Umm, boss. Ms. Kingsley is dead,” he said quietly.

“What?” I asked.

“Mac has her home under surveillance. I’ve been keeping an eye on everyone. Brian is the one watching the streams. He called ten minutes ago to say the video stream was disconnected. He tried getting it back but couldn’t. He regained connection a few minutes ago and informed me that Ms. Kingsley is hanging in the middle of her living room by a rope, and the chair is under her feet.”

I looked at Aleck. Mac was looking at us. “Wipe everything. Get rid of anything that leads to us monitoring her. Diego, come back home. You’re on special detail for her. Mac and the others will handle it. Mac, take care of it, then come back here.”

“Yes, Boss.”

“Okay, boss, I will return.” He ended the call and looked at me.

“Just what the fuck is happening, and who did it?” he asked.

“I have no idea, but fuck if I’m letting her out of my sight. I’ll call the others and inform them. Don’t say anything to her as yet,” I said, looking at him. He just nodded.

I called the group. It was almost five on a Monday morning; the others had work in a few hours—hell, so did we. Mallory and Andrew answered. Nella and Andrew didn’t; they were probably still asleep. We told them what Diego said, and they were quiet. My phone was ringing. So, I left the group call; Aleck was still talking to them.

“Yes, Mac?”

“Boss, Brian just contacted me and Diego. Macy Andrew is hanging out in her apartment. The same thing happened with the footage.” He said, and I could hear the growing concern in his voice.

“Fuck. I’ll deal with it.” I ended the call.

“Macy’s dead. Mal, you and Andrew get over here now. We’ll try and get hold of Nella and Chris,” Aleck said to them.

“Okay. We’ll stop by their apartment,” Mallory said before Aleck ended the call. I thought of her and ran out of the office straight upstairs into my room. She wasn’t in bed. Aleck rushed up behind me, and we were looking at the empty bed.