"Wave to your best friend, Catherine. Let her see how good you’re taking my cock."
Catherine’s eyes locked with Victoria’s across the courtyard as Alex’s hand tightened in her wet hair, pulling hard enough to arch her back impossibly further.
The position exposed everything.
Her face twisted in pleasure.
Her body bent submissively over the handrail.
The place where Alex disappeared inside her with each brutal thrust.
Sha crashed over Catherine in waves... hot, suffocating, undeniable.
This was Victoria.
Her best friend.
The woman who’d trusted her with everything.
Who’d introduced them.
Who’d shared Alex willingly but never expected... this.
Never expected to find Catherine bent over and screaming in the pool like so desperate whore.
The guilt should have killed her arousal completely.
Should have made her beg Alex to stop, to give her dignity, to let her explain.
Instead, it transford into sothing darker.
Sothing twisted.
The sha mixed with the pleasure until Catherine couldn’t separate them anymore, each feeding the other in a vicious cycle that made her thighs tremble and her core clench around Alex’s relentless length.
Victoria was watching.
Seeing her.
Seeing Catherine Blackwood... dignified, controlled, untouchable Catherine... reduced to a moaning ss, taking her best friend’s man like she was starving for it.
The thought sent liquid heat flooding through her veins.
Her legs nearly gave out, muscles turning to water as the combination of physical pleasure and psychological degradation overwheld her completely.
But Alex’s grip on her hips was iron, holding her in place, refusing to let her collapse or escape.
"Stay up," he commanded, never slowing. "Let her see everything."
Catherine whimpered, face burning as she t Victoria’s gaze again.
How could she be this shaless?
What kind of person got wetter from being caught betraying her best friend?
What kind of woman climbed higher toward orgasm while locked in eye contact with the person she was wronging?
Then Alex’s voice cut through her spiraling thoughts... commanding, absolute, impossible to ignore.
"Apologize to her."
Catherine’s breath caught.
"Say you’re guilty."
"I—" Her voice ca out strangled, broken. "I’m guilty—"
The admission tore from her throat, raw and desperate, as Alex punctuated it with a particularly brutal thrust that made her scream.
"Good girl." His approval sent shaful warmth through her. "Now tell her what you’re guilty of."
"I’m guilty of..." Catherine’s words broke on a moan. "Oh God..."
"Say it." Alex’s hand tightened in her hair. "Tell her you’re sorry for taking her man."
"I’m sorry!" The words burst out, loud and desperate. "I’m sorry for taking your man..."
"More." Alex’s command was rciless. "Tell her how you begged for it."
Tears of humiliation pricked Catherine’s eyes, but her body betrayed her, clenching harder around him.
"I’m sorry for begging him to fuck ..." Her voice cracked. "For spreading my legs like a whore... for screaming his na..."
"Tell her how good it feels." Alex’s voice held dark amusent.
"Tell your best friend how much you love her boyfriend’s cock."
Catherine’s face burned hotter than the sun, but she couldn’t stop.
Couldn’t disobey.
"I love it..." The confession ca out between sobs of pleasure and sha. "God, Victoria, I love how he fucks ... I love how deep he goes... I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, but I can’t stop... I don’t want to stop..."
Her words dissolved into incoherent moans as Alex drove into her harder, forcing the degrading admissions from her lips with each devastating thrust.
"I’m a terrible friend... a shaless slut... I should hate myself but I just want more... I want him to use ... to claim ... to make his..."
Victoria watched it all in silence.
Face unreadable.
Eyes taking in every detail of Catherine’s complete breakdown.
Finally, Victoria’s lips curved into a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.
"Well." Her voice carried across the water, clear and controlled. "This is certainly... educational."
The word hung in the air, loaded with implications Catherine couldn’t begin to parse through the haze of pleasure and sha.
Victoria’s gaze traveled deliberately up and down Catherine’s exposed, trembling form... assessing, cataloging, judging.
Catherine’s face burned impossibly hotter, but she couldn’t bring herself to look away from her best friend’s knowing gaze.
Couldn’t hide.
Couldn’t pretend this wasn’t exactly what it looked like.
Then Victoria’s smile shifted... becoming sothing warr, more genuine, edged with mischief that Catherine recognized from decades of friendship.
"Since when have I kept anything from you?" Victoria asked, voice still carrying that playful lilt despite the situation.
She took a step closer to the pool’s edge.
"Besides..."
Her gaze held Catherine’s steadily, and sothing passed between them... an understanding, a permission, a challenge.
"Isn’t everything I have yours?"
Another step.
"I’m certainly not stopping you from having him."
Relief flooded through Catherine so powerfully she nearly sobbed with it...
But Victoria’s expression shifted again, that smile turning sharp.
"But you must be punished for your boldness."
Understanding crashed over Catherine as Victoria’s hands found the hem of her dress.
Silk slid up pale thighs with deliberate slowness, revealing inch after inch of flawless skin.
’Oh.’
’Oh God.’
Victoria was...
She was going to...
Catherine’s lips curved into a smile despite the sha still burning through her, despite Alex still buried deep inside her, despite everything.
Victoria was joining.
Not just forgiving.
Not just permitting.
Joining.
The dress pooled at Victoria’s feet, leaving her in nothing but lace that left almost nothing to imagination.
She descended into the pool with liquid grace, water rising around her body as she moved closer... predatory, purposeful, absolutely in control.
When she reached them, Victoria’s hand ca up to cup Catherine’s face almost tenderly.
Then her other hand found Catherine’s breast and twisted hard, ruthless, without rcy.
"AHHH!"
The scream tore from Catherine’s throat, sharp and uncontrolled, as pain blood bright and burning across her chest.
Victoria’s smile was wicked as she watched Catherine’s face contort.
"Did you really think," she murmured, voice sweet as poison, "that I’d let you have him without consequence?"
She twisted harder, and Catherine sobbed.
"That you could take what’s mine without paying for it?"
Victoria’s eyes found Alex over Catherine’s shoulder, and her expression shifted into sothing commanding.
"Drill her," she ordered, voice dropping into absolute authority. "Make this bitch understand what happens when she forgets her place."
Alex’s response was imdiate.
His grip on Catherine’s hips beca bruising as he pulled back and slamd forward with devastating force... harder than before, deeper than before, absolutely rciless.
"FUCK!"
Catherine’s scream echoed across the courtyard as he set a brutal pace, each thrust driving her forward against the handrail, each impact punctuated by Victoria’s continued torture of her sensitive breast.
"That’s it," Victoria purred, watching Catherine fall apart between them. "Scream for us. Let everyone hear what a desperate little slut you are."
Her free hand slid down Catherine’s body, finding the sensitive bundle of nerves above where Alex was pounding into her.
The dual stimulation was overwhelming. Alex’s brutal thrusting, Victoria’s ruthless fingers, the pain in her breast mixing with pleasure until Catherine couldn’t tell where one ended and the other began.
"Please..." Catherine gasped, not even sure what she was begging for anymore.
"Please... I can’t... it’s too much..."
"You can," Victoria commanded, circling her clit with rciless precision. "And you will. You wanted this, didn’t you?"
She pinched Catherine’s nipple hard enough to make her scream again.
"Yes!" The admission burst from Catherine’s lips. "God, yes... please... I need..."
"Then take it," Victoria growled. "Take everything we give you."
Alex’s pace beca absolutely savage, the water churning violently around them as he fucked Catherine with single-minded intensity.
Victoria’s fingers matched his rhythm, working Catherine’s clit with the sa ruthless efficiency, her other hand alternating between pleasure and pain on Catherine’s abused breast.
"You’re going to co," Victoria commanded, voice absolute. "You’re going to co with watching, with my hand on you, while taking my man’s cock."
"And you’re going to rember," she continued, twisting Catherine’s nipple again, "that everything you have... including this pleasure... belongs to ."
The combination was devastating.
Alex hitting that perfect spot with each brutal thrust.
Victoria’s fingers on her clit, her hand on her breast, her voice in her ear.
The sha and arousal twisted together until Catherine couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, could only feel...
"I’M GOING TO CUM!" The scream tore from Catherine’s throat, raw and uncontrolled.
"PLEASE... OH GOD... I CAN’T HOLD IT..."
Her words dissolved into desperate, sobbing gasps as she teetered on the very edge, body trembling violently between them.
"I’M CUMMING... I’M... PLEASE..."
Catherine shattered.
Her orgasm crashed over her with such force that her vision whited out, her body convulsing between them as pleasure so intense it bordered on pain tore through every nerve.
She felt Alex follow monts later, groaning as he buried himself deep, felt Victoria’s satisfied laugh against her ear as she sobbed through the aftershocks.
When Catherine finally ca back to herself, she was trembling, held up only by Alex behind her and the handrail beneath her hands.
Victoria’s fingers traced her jaw gently... a sharp contrast to the brutality of monts before.
"There," Victoria murmured, almost tender. "Now we’re even."
Her smile was wicked as she pulled back slightly.
"For now."
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