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After Caleb gets his shirt undone, he slips it from his shoulders, revealing his bare chest, and once again, it feels difficult to tear my eyes away. Caleb has a broad frame and thick arms that I didn’t realize he was hiding under those loose-fitting shirts. It’s obvious he works out, but probably not as much as he wants to.
Reaching over my head, I tug my own shirt off quickly. Caleb is already walking toward Briar, so I meet him in the middle of the room, each of us standing on either side of her.
“Is that what you want, angel?” he whispers. “You want me to pretend you’re not my wife? You want me to make a filthy woman out of you?”
She turns her gaze upward and meets his. With a wicked little smirk on her face, she nods.
“Yes, I do.”
He holds her delicately by her chin. And I watch with keen interest as he slides his hand up her jaw, slowly easing two fingers into her mouth. She sucks on them while staring into his eyes. And even though she just said she doesn’t want to be his wife tonight, there sure is a lot of adoration on her face.
After pulling his fingers from her mouth, he moves them to the back of her head. Grabbing her hair at the scalp, he tilts her head back.
“I want you to take his cock out,” he growls at her.
My blood pressure starts to rise, which is unexpected. I was supposed to be the calm, cool, and collected one here, but these two like to surprise me at every turn.
Caleb keeps a hand in Briar’s hair as she crawls toward me. Shivers rack down my spine as she unbuttons my pants and tugs down the zipper. My cock is growing steadily in my pants, so by the time she eases down my briefs, the rigid length juts out toward her.
When her eyes land on the head of my dick, I let out a chuckle. “What’s wrong, sweet girl? Never seen an uncut cock before?”
She licks her lips and softly replies, “No.”
“That’s okay. It likes to be touched just the same.”
“Stroke his cock,” Caleb says in a deep command I didn’t know he was capable of.
A grunting sound escapes my body as she wraps her soft hand around me, slowly stroking while staring up at me through her thick hooded lashes.
I’m fucked.
What did I get myself into? We’ve only just started, and I’m already overwhelmed by how hot they are. I never get like this with clients.
Buttheyaren’t clients. I know them better than I know my clients. Maybe that’s the difference. In my head, I’ve already associated this with fun, casual sex. Not work sex.
But I’m not really a fun, casual-sex guy. Because when I try to have fun, casual sex, it usually ends with feelings. And who the fuck needs that?
I let out another grunt as she flicks her wrist on the upstroke.
“Easy, angel,” I murmur. “You’ll have a mess on your face if you keep doing that.”
She bites her lip innocently. “Sorry.”
God, she’s so fucking sweet.
What I don’t understand is why Caleb is all of a sudden into me touching his wife. Just a few days ago, he practically broke down my door, threatening me to stay away from her. Now he looks like he could get off from just watching her work my dick.
“Open up, angel,” I say.
Caleb is still grasping her hair as her lips part innocently.
“Tongue out,” I add.
When her wet, pink tongue slips out of her mouth, I slide the head of my dick over the surface. The warmth of her mouth is intoxicating, and my eyes nearly roll back as I reach her throat.
“Now suck,” I groan. When she wraps her lips around me and adds some suction, I let out a heady, raspy sound. Then, my eyes track upward to where Caleb is staring at me. His eyes are on my face, and our gazes meet while his wife slurps loudly on my cock.
He doesn’t say anything or make a move. It’s unnerving how he can just stare at me for so long.
