"No." Sylvester gasped, looking as bewildered as i.
I turned to Dakota, wanting to ask how he knew but his nonchalance and lazy smirk were really getting to me.
"How else do you think I got to know you guys were together? I saw your car turn into the woods on my back from town one day and decided to see what you were up to." He started chuckling as he spoke. "Since that day, I have wanted to have you two but couldn't find the right opportunity. Caitlin, I promise I wouldn't disturb you after this once. It's not like you are hurting anybody. It's just fun." He shrugged and winked at me seductively again.
I ran my hands through my hair, really confused and agitated. On one hand, I hate this pervert so much all I wanted to do was get him to spit blood and on another hand, my body was heated up and was telling me to go through with Dakota's plan due to the arousal I have been suppressing since this morning. What if we have sex first and I kill him later? That too would still work right? But the bastard was a kiss and tell. The worst part of it was that once Dakota confirms that he has already taken a girl, other dudes quickly line up to have their turn. My body said to go with the flow but common sense told me that what I really needed do was get the fuck out of the room. But there was no way that would happen with Dakota around. How would I get rid of him?
To make matters worse, even though Sylvester looked upset, he wouldn't stop running his hand over my back as if he was trying to sooth me. Nothing was soothing about that action though. Every moment of his hand across my back was igniting heat and I was on the verge of pouncing on him. I knew I should stop him and find a way to get rid of Dakota but I really loved what he was doing to me.
It then occurred to me that Dakota watched Sylvester and I having sex and I could get my revenge by watching him and Sylvester having sex too. I somehow got excited by that prospect.
"Since you have seen us having sex, I have to see you having sex with him too." I said, pointing at Sylvester. I heard him take a sharp breath and his hand on my back stopped.
"Catty, you are drunk. You should go to your room." Sylvester tried to get me to stand up.
"No!" I stood up but pushed him away. "He watched us having sex. So I want to also watch the two of you having sex." I insisted.
"Why?" He glared at me like I was crazy. I met his glare with my own and snapped at him. "That's my revenge!"
I heard Dakota chuckle softly before also getting to his feet.
"You heard the lady. Now get in bed." He said before strolling to the door.
"Dakota, don't do this. Please." Sylvester pleaded. I saw that the veins around his head and neck were strained and his palms were folded into fists but I ignored them.
Dakota locked the door, came back, grabbed Sylvester and pulled him out of the couch. He then dragged him into bed. Sylvester struggled all the way and that somehow pissed me off.
"Do you want us to keep seeing each other after today?" I walked to the bed and asked him. He looked so confused and upset. "Let me watch you service him or you will never see me again after tonight." I muttered.
"Catty!" He snapped emotionally.
That angry and desperate sound made me sad suddenly but I pushed the feeling down and ignored it.
The wind seemed to have gone out of Sylvester and he just lay there on the bed unmoving and breathing hard while Dakota started touching him.
At first, Dakota was just running his hand over Sylvester's torso. Sylvester was so mad, he was practically quivering. I sat quietly on the edge of the chair and watched while sipping my drink which I picked up before following them. The moment Dakota pinched one of Sylvester's nipples, it was as if he broke free of some restraints. He suddenly pushed Dakota away and got off the bed, startling us.
"Sylvester!" I called out as the sudden change spooked me. He stared at me with dark, unbridled anger but instead of scaring me, it only turned me on even more. Something at the back of my head told me to just hold and kiss the hell out of him. It told me to get him drunk. I looked him over and saw that he was aroused.
"Do you want to play rough?" Dakota asked as he approached him again.
"Leave him to me." I said to Dakota. Sylvester gave me a questioning look but I smiled at him acting cute. I walked over to the couch and picked up one of the ziplocks. I took a pill from it, just as he found his voice. Of all the drugs on the table, I knew of just one. It was the same one Dakota had dropped in my drink back then. I took my time to find out more about the drug and it was my findings that made me hate Dakota back then. It was a rape pill, blue in color.
That was the drug I went for.
"If you want to do this, then go ahead but leave me out of it!" He then turned to leave.
I hurried over to him and held him from the back just as he got to the door.
"Sylvester!" I whispered into his ears in the most seductive voice I could come up with. I then grabbed his earlobe with my teeth, nibbing on it. He shivered as my hit breath fanned his skin. I placed the pill on my tongue, turned him around to face me, then I started kissing him slowly. He was stiff at first but I deepened the kiss and tightened my hold on him. While kissing him, I carefully controlled the pill from under my tongue to his mouth. He wanted to withdraw but I didn't let him. I smashed him against the door violently and dipped my free hand into his pants. When I made contact with his dick, he gasped and held me tighter. I started jerking him off while never letting his mouth go. He stopped resisting after some time, then gradually took over the kiss.
The pill quickly dissolved after getting wet so as soon as I was sure we had both swallowed it, I broke the kiss and went down on my knees. I heard Dakota chuckle but was too into my feelings to spare him a glance.
Sylvester was already hard and throbbing. I held him in my hand and used the tip of my tongue to tickle his tip. He jerked with a hiss. I could taste his cum from his previous play with Dakota. His scent had mixed with it and it was so musky and arousing. I took a big breath in, drowning myself in his scent. I opened my mouth and cupped him. I started licking him. I heard him groan as he ran his fingers into my lush and full hair. He grabbed the back of my head and force stopped me. Knowing what he was going to do, I opened up and took more than half of him in my mouth before tightening my lips around his shaft. I looked up and our eyes met. His was dark and alluring. Grabbing me and dragging me into its depths. I could see his confusion and restraints. If he could, he wouldn't be here doing this. He begged me with his eyes but this was what I wanted. To be free. Free to do whatever I wanted with whomever I wanted. I suddenly had a clarity of purpose. Feelings I couldn't express before suddenly had words. I wanted freedom. Total and complete freedom. With this clarity came a resolution. I will not get married to Riley. I will not inherit anything from the Woods. I will not study the courses they chose for me. I will do whatever I like, whenever I like and with whomever I like. Just like Dakota, I will risk the err of my family. And this threesome would be a starting point. Either Sylvester corporates or gets lost. The moment I made those declarations to myself, I felt lighter. The hatred and revolt I had for Dakota was gone. It was as if I had a glimpse into his mind and gained an understanding of his person. He was unfettered, free to do as he wanted. That is what I wanted too …
The heat between my legs became hotter and I knew the drugs and alcohol had finally kicked in.