The Unfinished Business
Copyright© 2026 by Aveline Roth
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - He thought the past was behind him. He was wrong. One target. Three men. And a score that won’t be forgotten. Tonight, payback comes in ways he never imagined, and escape is not an option. —The Unfinished Business
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Drunk/Drugged NonConsensual Fiction Rough Gang Bang Anal Sex Sex Toys Squirting AI Generated
Marcus and Jax were on me.
Their hands were like iron clamps on my biceps and shoulders, shoving me back flat onto the thin mattress. I fought, bucking, but it was useless.
Lukas’s other hand went to the button of my jeans and yanked them down, the denim scraped my thighs, followed by my boxers. The cold air of the room kissed my exposed skin, and my cock which was confused gave a feeble twitch against my belly.
‘No,’ I thought. Panic rose swiftly in my chest. ‘This was too much. This was wrong.’
But a dangerous heat was already building in my stomach. And Lukas? He was dead serious.
“See?” Lukas whispered, his gaze dropped. His hand wrapped around my flesh. His grip was firm and sure, his palm rough with calluses. “Your body knows who’s in charge.”
He began to stroke, slow and deliberate at first. Just a dry, rough glide that made me flinch. Then his spit hit my cock, and his hand began moving faster, twisting on the upstroke, his thumb swiping over the tip with a precision that made my spine curve off the bed.
“Ngh—!” A choked, mangled sound escaped my lips. It was just a handjob, a basic fucking handjob, but the context, the anger in Lukas’s eyes, the brutal efficiency of his touch, the two other men watching my naked body jerk and writhe, sent shockwaves of shameful pleasure through me. My hips bucked, seeking more of that exquisite, degrading friction.
“Already?” Lukas taunted, his rhythm becoming punishing, and relentless. His eyes were locked on my face, drinking in every flinch, and every helpless moan. “You’re so pathetically easy. Just a rich bitch who gets hard for anyone who treats him like the cheap f!ckhole he is.”
His words landed like a hot slap. They shouldn’t have made my cock swell in his fist, but they did. It thickened, leaking a string of clear precum that smeared under his thumb. The sensation was too much, and a coil tightened low in my balls.
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