Part II
Brigid’s eyes heated when she saw what Liam pulled out.
Sean swore.
“What the fuck do we need a fuckin’ strap-on for?” Sean asked, standing up.
It wasn’t just a strap-on, though. It was a double strap-on.
Liam leveled him with a cool glare. “You do what I say. That’s the way this works. Deal? Or no deal?” Liam waved a hand toward the door. “You’re welcome to leave.”
Sean’s brows dropped in confusion. “But you just said…” he looked between Brigid and Liam. “Like, we could go and still get the money.”
“That offer expired,” Liam said, leaning down and lifting one of Brigid’s long legs to slip on one of the elastic bands of the strap-on.
Brigid didn’t say anything. She just watched Liam with wide eyes. He noted with no little amount of pleasure that her gaze stayed locked on him. Her loyalty to the piece of shit who’d offered her up like a common prostitute seemed to be waning with each passing moment. Like Liam had said at the beginning, she was a smart girl.
In another moment, he had other her leg through the other loop of the strap-on. He positioned the large, fleshy dildo at her pelvis and then helped her to her feet.
“This is brand new,” he said. “No one else has ever worn it. May I?” He gripped one of the strap-on’s dildos and caressed her pussy lips.
Her eyelids fluttered and she nodded.
Liam would have loved to be shoving his cock into that sweet little cunt, but this would work best for what he had in mind. If Brigid was game.
“Harder,” Brigid whimpered. “Just shove it in.”
Well fuck him. Liam obliged. He pushed the dildo the rest of the way into her pussy and he could tell by the way her stomach and thighs flexed that she was clenching around it with all her might.
Goddamn. Liam hurriedly reached down into the bag and grabbed a condom as well as the tube of lube.
“Wait,” Sean swallowed as Liam led her closer to the couch. “Whoa, I’m not so sure about this, guys.”
“You’ve had threesomes before,” Liam said, lifting his eyebrows. “And you were quick to okay this deal when I offered it. As soon as we’re done here, I
’ll wire four million dollars to the bank account of your choice.”
Liam tilted his head as he looked at his former friend. He was always fascinated at the way the promise of money worked on people. But rarely did he have the opportunity to watch the corruption of a man’s soul up close and personal.
Sean looked to Brigid. “Well, I guess if it’s you, it’s not like, gay or anything.”
Well, there was the human race for you. “And with that profound bit of wisdom,” Liam said, dropping his hand to the curve of Brigid’s waist and urging her forward.
“Grab the back of the couch,” Liam ordered Sean.
Sean looked between Brigid and Liam reluctantly, then made a loud show of sighing and leaning over, ass toward them. His little cock was still hard as ever, Liam noted, shaking his head. His ass was lily white. Not for long.
Liam positioned Brigid behind him. He came up to her back and moved some hair aside from her ear. “Spank him.”
She hesitated only a moment before slapping Sean’s ass.
Liam tutted in her ear. “You call that a spanking? Again.”
She put more energy into her next blow. Sean jumped and turned to look over his shoulder. “Ow!”
“Again.”
Brigid spanked him again. She was starting to get the hang of it. Nice little pink splotches appeared everywhere a blow landed.