Blythe’s P.O.V.
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“What are you doin’ in here, Spark?” Karma asked without looking up at me.
I leaned against his closed door, quietly flicking the lock in place. A small smile spread across my face as I watched him. I know he has a lot of work to do. I also know that the club’s feeling pretty cooped up right now too. From what I know, there haven’t been any signs of anything, but I’m not sure if that’s a good thing. I think Karma is feeling stressed about it. Like this is the silence before the storm.
“Take a break,” I said as I walked towards his desk. I walked around and grabbed his arm he was writing with. “I wanna talk to you.”
“Spark, not right now,” he replied with a heavy sigh. “I got a lot of sh.it to do. Luca’s gonna be here any minute to go over some sh.it-”
“Just a little break,” I cut him off, pulling his arm.
With another sigh, Karma let me drag him back. I moved his arm and sat on his lap with my legs hanging between his. I wrapped my arms around his neck and smiled at him. Then I pushed my fingers into his hair and began massaging his head. Karma’s eyes fluttered closed, and he leaned his head back slightly.
“What are you doin’, Spark?” he asked in a husky tone, making his accent sound thicker.
“Taking care of my ol‘ man,” I replied sweetly.
Karma peeked one eye open.
“Yeah?” He asked skeptically. “Why?”
I giggled at him.
“I just want to take care of you,” I said. “Be your peace and all that.”
“Mmmm,” he hummed, but I could tell he knew that I was up to something.
“So,” I said after a moment. “I think I’m ready to discuss letting Evander touch me.”
That had Karma’s emerald eyes snapping open.
“It’s too soon,” he replied firmly.
“It’s been weeks at this point, Kylian,” I said, stern but gentle.
“Weeks isn’t fu.ckin‘ long enough, Bly,” he argued. “All of us spent years in the dark.”
My eyes bulged.
“You don’t expect me to wait years, do you?” I asked incredulously, making Karma give me a flat look.
“No, baby, I don’t, but I do expect you to wait more than a few weeks,” he replied gently.
“I didn’t say he had to fuck me,” I grumbled.
“What are you thinkin‘ then?” he asked, half amused.
“Well, I’ve been keeping boundaries with him too,” I said. “I haven’t touched his dick at all.”
“And now you want to be rewarded for that?” he asked with a raised brow.
“I want to step things up a notch, is what I want, Kylian,” I told him. “I want to lick and suck him and not let him get off. I want to let him touch me the tiniest bit and walk away. I want him to get me going, and be forced to watch one of you finish me.”
Karma smirked at me. One of his hands came to rest high on my thigh. I was already horny. Before I even got here. That look Evander was giving me had set my body ablaze. I knew he was thinking about me. About all the ways I’ve been teasing him. And I’ve been having so much fu.cking fun doing it. It feels powerful in this way that makes me never want to stop. The way I cu.m when Evander watches one of them fu.ck me silly is… intense.
Not to mention what Ps.ycho did to me this morning…
“Alright, what about this…” Karma said, rubbing his hand up and down my thigh. “You can run your pretty little mouth and tongue all over him, but no suckin‘. That means no suckin‘ his di.ck. I don’t even want to see a hickey on him,” he said. “For him… he can touch you, but that’s it. He can’t put his fingers inside you. He can’t touch your ni.pples either. Think you two could have some fun with that. I know exactly what I’d do with you.”
Fu.ck, I’m dripping.
“I–I want to be able to kiss him again too,” I said, stuttering as I squirmed on his lap.
“Don’t know about that, Spark,” he replied as his hand went higher, pushing the skirt of my dress up.
“P–please?” I stuttered again. “I miss kissing him, and he deserves a kiss here and there.”
“Hmmmm, how about you turn around, back to me,” he practically ordered. “Sink your a.ss on my co.ck… and I’ll think about it.”
My eyes widened, but Karma just helped move me how he wanted.
“B–b–but I–I haven’t… I mean, I need to be stretched and-”
“Oh, so Psy.cho hasn’t made you walk around all day with a buttplug shoved inside you?” He asked teasingly.
My face flamed.
“He told me nobody would be able to tell!” I complained as Karma pushed me to bend over his desk.
“Nobody could, baby, don’t worry,” he replied as he flipped my skirt over my a.ss and slowly pulled my panties down. “He told me.”
Karma chuckled in my ear, thrusting up as he pulled me down.
“We had a deal,” he said in a dark tone that sent a shiver through me. “Go on. Tell him.”
“K–Kylian…” I whispered.
“Do it,” he demanded.
“Karma?” Luca called out.
“K–Karma’s… b–busy right now,” I called out, trying not to moan.
“Blythe?” Luca asked.
“Say it all,” Karma demanded as he moved my hips faster.
“K–Karma c–can’t see you r–right now,” I stuttered. “I–I’m too b–busy b–b–b-”
“Ya know what, I can hear enough to know what’s happening,” Luca cut me off, and I let out a relieved breath. “I’ll come back in a little bit.”
Thank god.
“Looks like you just bought us more time, baby,” Karma said, chuckling as he kissed my shoulder.
“D–does this mean… I can have what I want?” I asked, grinding against him as he held me down tightly. “Everything you said… plus kissing him?”
“Fu.ck…” he groaned out.
“Kylian…” I whimpered.
“Yeah baby, you can have all of it,” he said.
I moaned louder, feeling relieved and happy and about to cu.m again already.
“As long as CG says it’s okay,” Karma added, chuckling when I whined, but not stopping.
Sh.it, how am I supposed to get CG on board with this?

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