“And you didn’t miss a strum,” Ward indicated.
Vaughn smirked as he looked at my husband. “Almost did. I was tempted to run off the stage and bring you two backstage. I was hard as a fucking rock.”
“Me too,” Ward admitted.
“We had a good time,” I assured him with a grin and looked at my husband. That night, after I came on Ward’s hand, we enjoyed the rest of the concert as we sang and danced and had an amazing time. Vaughn and the guys put on an incredible show. And then afterward, Ward and I fucked three times before it was time to get the kids from my parents the next morning. It was everything I wanted from my husband.
It was as though we were dating again.
Vaughn smirked and held out his hand to help me off the bed. “I could tell.” I took his hand, and he led me to the teal couch. Ward followed. “It’s a shame no one can see up here.”
“Why’s that?” I questioned, looking at the windows that led out to the balcony and beyond.
His grin widened. “I know how much you two like to be watched.”
Ward looked at me, and then back to Vaughn as they stood next to each other. “We do.”
“Tonight’s your lucky night then,” Vaughn replied and clapped Ward’s bare shoulder. “I’m going to be within tongue’s reach.”
I swallowed, and my gaze lowered, taking both men in. Each was hard as a rock, their cocks sticking out and slightly angled upward. Were both of them going to be inside of me at some point? Could I take both of them at the same time? I clenched my pussy as I thought about it. How would it feel? Both of them were well hung.
Vaughn nudged his head toward the couch, and Ward moved to sit on it. With a crook of his finger, Ward motioned me to step forward, and I did. His hand moved to between my legs, and he ran two fingers through my slit.
“You’re dripping.”
I shrugged slightly, and I felt my face flush. “I’m horny.”
He grinned. “I can tell.”
“Are you ready to ride your husband, Kiera?” Vaughn asked.
I smirked slowly. “Yes.”
Vaughn turned me and took my face in both of his big hands. He brought his lips to mine. “Good, and I can’t wait for this pretty mouth to be wrapped around my dick.”
My belly clenched. I was about to suck Vaughn Evan’s cock. Sensation was definitely where fantasies became reality. I started to bend so I could do just that, but he stopped me.
“First, I’m going to watch you fuck Ward.”
I bit my lip and looked over at Ward as he sat on the teal couch. He was stroking his cock as he watched Vaughn and me. “Do you like watching me with Vaughn?”
Ward blinked, his gaze moving to Vaughn and then back to me. “I think I do, but what I said earlier still holds true, baby. Your pussy is mine.”
I turned and moved to straddle Ward, but Vaughn stopped me again and turned me so my back was facing Ward’s chest. Then I realized how this was going to work. With my back to Ward, moving up and down his shaft, Vaughn would step forward, and I would get to suck his cock. I didn’t need further instructions as I did just that, straddling my husband backward and sinking down onto his hard erection. A moan escaped my lips as he stretched me. I leaned slightly forward and braced myself on his knees.
I expected Vaughn to step forward and slip into my mouth. Instead, he sat on the coffee table and watched. My blood started to heat, and I began to move up and down Ward, his hands on my hips and guiding me.
“So hot,” Vaughn stated, staring at where Ward and I were connected. Did that mean he was into men too? I wasn’t sure, but the thought of Ward and Vaughn touching, kissing, fucking, made me pick up my speed as I slid up and down Ward’s cock.
“You like watching me fuck my wife, Vaughn?” Ward groaned, his hips starting to move up to meet me as I went down.
“Yeah, I do. She has a pretty cunt, Ward. You’re a lucky man.”
“I am, aren’t I?”
“You going to let me have a turn next time?”
I swallowed, waiting to hear Ward’s response.
