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Mel turns when she reaches the landing, her hand clamped over her mouth before I realize what she means. Laughing, I double over, hands on my knees. “Oh my god, the cameras!”
Alex takes the last step up and stops in his tracks. “What cameras?”
“The new security cameras we bought before we left for Mexico. We wanted to be able to see what was going on in the house while we were gone. They recorded all of that downstairs.” Mel shakes her head, almost like she can’t believe we forgot about them.
“Are there any up here?” Alex asks.
“One there,” I say, pointing to the corner of the hallway. “But that’s it.”
“Damn. That’s too bad. I’d have loved to watch what’s about to go down next.” Wyatt grabs my dick and walks me towards my own bedroom with it in his hand, and fuck me running, that’s the hottest shit I’ve ever seen. Much less being the one led by his own cock.
“I mean, there’s always our phones,” Mel says. “We have an encrypted app we sext on so we don’t accidentally text our parents or the boys.”
“Set it up,” Wyatt says.
Mel scrambles to put her phone on the bookshelf across from our bed, lining up the lens so that the entire bed is visible.
“God, I love how much that turns you on, sweetheart.” I grab Mel and turn her away from me, landing one, then two, then five smacks on her ass, forming a red handprint on her skin.
She spins back to me, searching for my mouth, but I push her into Alex’s arms again. “Can I add one level of complexity to this newest combination?” he asks as he receives her.
“Hmm,” Wyatt responds, his hand stroking his cock.
“Nate’s fucking Mel, right?”
“Check,” I say.
“Wyatt’s fucking Nate.”
“Check,” Wyatt adds.
“Then, I’m fucking Wyatt,” Alex says, rounding out the train.
“Check mate,” Mel chimes in, nodding furiously.
“You haven’t taken my cock in a while,” Alex tells his husband. “Seems only fair, right?”
“You better make me feel it for days,” he says, growling out the words.
“It will be my pleasure,” Alex answers.
Mel and I laugh at their sexy banter, and I lean in. “How do you want me?”
“What do you mean?” she asks.
“Do you want to look at me while I fuck you?”
She nods, and I kiss her, grabbing her around the waist and throwing her on the bed. “Give me that pussy,” I growl.
I kneel between her thighs and bury my face between her legs, giving her everything she loves from my mouth. Long licks with the flat of my tongue, short flicks with the tip, and quick brushes over her asshole — just enough to give her a jolt of something different.
The screams and moans and inordinate amount of curses spilling from my wife’s mouth make me so fucking hard, and I start to leak from the tip. “I want one. Now. Give me one right now,” I grumble into her soaked pussy, pulling her even closer until I can barely breathe.
She grabs fistfuls of my hair and grinds against my face, and I just let her. She’s always beautiful, but when she gets like this, a different woman emerges. Coming hard and fast, she convulses, curling into a ball with my head trapped between her thighs.
If I ever die this way, it’ll all be worth it.
“That’s my fucking good girl,” I say.
