Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

Her young tits rose and fell as she got more nervous, no
doubt wanting to do it but afraid of what seeds this would sow
between her, her boyfriend, and his friend once they left this
room. Did she just want the money? I swallowed, watching the
indecision on her face. Or did she like the kink? The danger.
She threw a look to her boyfriend, whose face was etched
with discomfort, but he sure as hell wasn’t standing up and
taking her out of here either.
Come on, man. Make a decision. GGet your woman or sit
back and enjoy the show.
What a pussy.
But slowly, she made that decision for him. She relaxed
into his friend, he fisted the back of her auburn hair, and
buried his mouth in her neck as he slid a hand into her dress
and took hold of her breast. Her eyes fell closed, her breath
shook, but she remained rigid.
For the moment.
And after another moment, I was him, with her in my lap
and taking what someone else didn’t want me to have. The
boyfriend on the couch saw his friend’s desire and knew the
truth now. Something his buddy had been hiding. They were
changed, and pleasure fluttered into my chest.
Yes.
I closed my eyes for a second, finally fucking feeling
something. Just a twinge, but it was better than nothing.
I heard Rika’s sigh. “You wonder why everyone hates
you.”
I opened my eyes, shaking my head. “I don’t wonder.”
I stood up and tucked my billfold back into my breast
pocket.
“I like chess.” I approached her, noticing her hands were
still tucked into her pockets. “Knowing and seeing what I want
in front of me. Knowing that it won’t come easily. Knowing
that it takes patience and a series of carefully constructed
maneuvers all plotted into a specific sequence.” I paused,