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I wish I could crawl inside his brain for just a moment so I could see everything he’s thinking. I want to know if any of those thoughts are about me.
When I feel my balls start to tighten, it takes me by surprise. With a roaring sound, I grab Briar’s face and pull her off my cock.
She stares up at me in shock as I take a moment to catch my breath and get my bearings.
I almost came. It wasrightthere.
So why did I stop it? I’ve been wanting to come for so long, and with just a few minutes in her mouth, I nearly blew without warning.
“Your fucking mouth, angel,” I say with a grunt. “You might be a good girl, but you suck dick like a very bad girl.”
I don’t miss the hint of pride in her expression. She might have played it off as sweet and innocent before, but it’s pretty clear now that this woman is anything but.
Twenty-Three
Caleb
My wife had her lips wrapped around another man’s cock. I should be full of rage and jealousy. Instead, I’ve never been more aroused in my entire life.
Tonight, however, she’s not my wife.
It’s amazing how that one thought changes things. And it’s not that I don’t want Briar to be my wife. That’s all I want.
But if I allow myself to suspend reality, the pressure of being her husband seems to dissipate. I have myself convinced that I’m not at risk of losing her. That one wrong move wouldn’t cost me everything. That I don’t have to constantly protect her.
It’s perfectly clear that she’s safe; neither of us is going to hurt her. I don’t need to protect her from Dean or myself. She could stop this at any moment if she wanted to.
But judging by the look on her face, she’s enjoying this very much. Which really,reallyturns me on.
I knew my wife had a dirty side. She’s human, after all. But something has held me back all these years from wanting to explore those things with her. If there’s anyone on earth that I should feel comfortable asking or exploring things with, it’s her. But there’s just been a disconnect. And I think the same goes for her as well.
“Get on the bed, you dirty little angel,” Dean mutters to her after pulling his cock from her mouth. “On all fours,” he commands. “But first, I want you to take those sweet little panties off. Show us that pretty cunt of yours.”
My heart beats harder in my chest at his words. He’s talking to mywife. There’s not a hint of hesitation in his tone. Why the fuck does this turn me on so much?
Briar crawls obediently across the floor. She moves into a standing position when she reaches the bed, gently sliding down her white lace thong. Her movements are slow and exaggerated—she knows we’re watching.
And like a couple of dogs, we are. We’re practically salivating.
Even though Dean hasn't told her to, she slips off her bra as well, unhooking it from the back and letting it fall to the floor. When she crawls onto the bed, perching her ass in the air and exposing herself to us, I feel my mouth start to water.
Licking Briar’s pussy has always been my favorite thing to do. I feel like a fucking pervert for how much I love to bury my nose between her legs and inhale her scent.
The prospect of watching Dean do it is somehow even more enticing.
Walking over to her, I feel Dean following me. Reaching her backside, I spread her wide, and Dean presses down on her shoulders so her ass perks up farther into the air. He takes in the sight of her like an animal about to go in for the kill.
I’ve never seen her like this before, so filthy and uninhibited. Leaning down with a growl that emits from my chest, I run the surface of my tongue from her clit to her asshole, humming as I devour her and breathe her in.
“Oh my god,” she mutters into the blanket on the bed. Rising up with her taste on my tongue, I look at Dean. “Come here,” I mutter.
I hold the wet pink lips of her pussy open, showing her off, and gesture for him to do the same as I just did.
With a salacious grin, he leans down and licks the length of her cunt. But once he gets a taste, he can’t seem to stop. His groans are loud and hungry, and the more he sucks and teases her, the more she writhes and whimpers on the bed.
My cock twitches in my pants, and I feel the precum dripping from the head. I’ve never been this turned on in my entire life.
I nearly forgot why we’re doing this. How did this start? Does it even fucking matter? Because we’re not going back. We can’t undo what we’ve already done. And we certainly can’t fucking stop now.
