Psychosexual Part 4

Gianna walks through the door and the apartment feels gutted. Mick’s clothes are gone, his shoes are gone, even the scent of his cologne has vanished. She calls. No answer. Another call. Same silence. The calendar is right where she left it, and when she reaches for the marker, the date hits her like a slap. Ten years ago she lost Tyler the same way, and now the wheel has turned full circle again. Something inside her breaks. She grabs her coat and heads straight back to the club, eyes hunting, body already aching for something to fill the hole. Two men are easy to spot. She leads them home, drops to her knees, and takes Jax’s thick cock deep into her mouth while Rob’s hands roam her back. Her lips stretch around one shaft, then the other, saliva shining on her chin. She strips slowly, letting them see the neat line of her bush before she climbs onto the bed. Jax slides inside her first, then Rob takes his turn, both men stretching her until her cries fill the room. They keep her between them, fucking her in turns until their cum spills over her swollen pussy and trickles down her thighs. Gianna lies back, chest heaving, already counting the hours until the next time she needs to forget.