Infinite Rebate: I Get Richer Every Time I Spend

Mia didn’t let him step back.

Even after the last pulse had left him, she kept his cock in her mouth and sucked slowly, cleaning him with long, deliberate pulls of her tongue. Her lips stayed tight around the head while she worked out every remaining drop, eyes lifted toward him like she had no intention of stopping just because he had already finished.

Beside her, Debbie and Daisy were still on their knees.

Debbie dragged two fingers through the cum on her chest, spread it slightly, then brought it up to her mouth without hesitation. Daisy did the same, only slower, collecting what had landed near her collarbone and licking it clean while still watching Mia’s mouth move over Lucas. Neither of them looked finished with him. If anything, the mess only made them greedier.

Lucas’s breathing was still heavy.

Before the moment could turn into another round on the floor, Debbie finally spoke, voice rough and satisfied.

"Go upstairs and bathe."

Daisy nodded, wiping the corner of her mouth with her thumb. "Yeah. You’re not staying down here like this."

Mia released him last, lips shiny, and sat back on her heels. "We’ll come."

That was all the warning he got.

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By the time Lucas reached the bathroom, the three of them had followed him up.

He turned on the shower and stepped under the water first, letting the heat run over his shoulders and down his stomach, washing away sweat, spit, and the leftover streaks of sex. For a few seconds he thought they might actually give him space.

They didn’t.

Mia entered first, already stripped, and pressed in behind him under the spray. Her wet breasts touched his back as both arms slid around his waist. Debbie came next, stepping in at his side, while Daisy shut the glass door behind them and closed the four of them into the heat and steam.

Water beat against skin and tile.

Mia’s hands moved first, soapy and deliberate, sliding down from his stomach until she wrapped her fingers around his cock again. Even soft, it twitched in her grip. She stroked him slowly under the water, pressing her chest into his back while her mouth opened against the side of his neck.

Debbie took the soap from the rack and worked it between her palms before putting her hands on his chest, then lower, washing him with open, possessive touches. Every few seconds her fingers dipped closer to Mia’s, brushing over his cock as if deciding whether to take over.

Daisy stepped in front of him.

Water ran down her hair and over her breasts as she looked at him through the steam. Then she took his face in both hands and kissed him, slow and deep, while Mia continued stroking him from behind. The kiss made his cock harden fully again in Mia’s hand.

"Already?" Debbie murmured, almost amused, watching it thicken under the water.

Mia gave him a firmer stroke in answer.

Daisy broke the kiss only long enough to guide one of his hands between her legs. She was still slick there. The moment his fingers pressed against her pussy, she let out a soft sound into his mouth and pushed her hips closer, asking for more without saying it.

Debbie moved in on his other side and lifted one of his hands to her breast, forcing his palm over the wet soft flesh, making him squeeze. At the same time she reached down and joined Mia’s grip for a second, both of their soapy hands sliding over his cock together until he was fully hard and throbbing under the spray.

The shower filled with the sound of water and breathing.

Mia kissed along his shoulder.

Debbie kept his hand on her breast.

Daisy rocked against his fingers while still kissing him.

Lucas stood in the middle of all three, heat surrounding him from every direction, already being pulled back into them before the previous round had even fully left his body.

After the shower, none of them gave Lucas the chance to slip away.

The moment he stepped out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist, Mia blocked the doorway. Debbie took the towel from his hand like it belonged to her, and Daisy already had both palms against his chest, pushing him backward toward the bed. Any thought of going downstairs for his phone disappeared the second the backs of his legs hit the mattress.

"You’re not going anywhere," Mia said.

Debbie climbed onto the bed first. "Today you’re spending time with us."

Daisy followed, still damp from the shower, hair sticking slightly to her shoulders. "No disappearing. No work. No phone."

They pushed him down fully and settled around him before he could argue. Soft bodies pressed in from both sides. A thigh slid over his. Fingers traced his stomach, his chest, the line of his hip. Lucas’s hands answered without much resistance, moving over warm skin, squeezing bare asses, dragging palms up their backs as the three of them tangled closer.

At some point the touching slowed.

His mouth ended up against someone’s shoulder. One hand stayed cupped over a full ass cheek. Another rested heavily on a bare waist. The room grew quieter. The heat of their bodies, the long day, and the exhaustion underneath all the chaos finally caught up with him. Surrounded on all sides, fingers still half-possessively holding onto soft flesh, Lucas drifted into sleep.

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Inside Bellagio Grand, evening settled over the hotel.

Gracie stood in front of the mirror in her suite and checked herself with the same precision she used before going live. If she was going to call Durnik, she already knew what version of herself needed to appear on his screen.

She wore a red lingerie set that was almost nonexistent.

Thin red straps, a narrow bridge between her breasts, and two tiny triangular panels that barely covered her nipples while leaving the soft inner and outer curves completely exposed. Every slight movement threatened to let a nipple slip free. The fabric clung like it had been chosen specifically to look one breath away from failing.

Her matching red panties were just as shameless.

A thin thong sat high on her hips, the front reduced to a narrow strip that only just covered her pussy and left the rest of her lower stomach bare. At the back, a single string cut between her full ass cheeks, disappearing into soft flesh and emphasizing the heavy shape of her BBL with every shift of her weight.

Over it, she pulled on a sheer red mesh robe that hid nothing. It hung open at once, framing her breasts and the tiny thong instead of covering them, the kind of piece meant to be seen through and eventually pushed off her shoulders. When she turned, the string of the thong dragged tight between her cheeks. When she leaned forward, her barely-covered nipples pressed against the mesh.

She adjusted the desk light, sat on the edge of the bed, and opened her camera.

The woman on-screen looked exactly like what she intended: polished, expensive, and deliberately filthy. Soft face. Body on display. Calculated vulnerability wrapped around pure seduction.

Gracie stared at Durnik’s contact for a second, thumb hovering over the video call button.

By now he should be free.

By now he should be angry enough to want her weak, and hungry enough to answer if she looked like this.

She fixed one strap, pushed her chest slightly forward for the camera, and called him.

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