I nodded, my throat tight. I didn’t know why I was hesitating, but I was. This was it. If I did this, I was committed. My life would change. I knew I’d give up Enzo and E as much as it killed me to do it, but fuck, I wanted to think of myself just one goddamn time in my life and have it be a thought that mattered.
Anson moved behind me, his lips at my ear, his cock against my ass.
“What’s wrong, Scott? Second thoughts?” he whispered into my ear.
I breathed out, my chest tight.
“Everything changes if I do this,” I whispered back, my words thick.
“Do you love my girl?” Anson murmured, his warm breath sending goosebumps across my body as he continued to keep his lips near. I closed my eyes as his hands moved to my hips.
“Yes,” I choked out. “More than anything.”
“Then give in already. Put your cock inside her.” Anson nudged me forward, and I pushed back against him.
“I-I need to see you fuck her first. I want to make sure I’ll be OK with it,” I finally admitted.
He stilled behind me before moving away from me. I watched as he lay on his back and pulled Rosalie on top of him.
“Ride me, beautiful,” he murmured to her as he offered up his cock.
She laughed softly, her lips meeting his as she sank deep onto him.
I watched, my heart in my throat.
His fingers dug into her sexy as fuck hips as she rode him at an even pace, both their breathing heavy.
When white-hot rage didn’t pour over me, and I wasn’t punching holes in the walls, I let out a shaky breath.
I was OK.
I could do this.
Rosalie let her head fall back. Her body trembled as he drilled into her. He was going to make her come.
Something was wrong with me because I was turned the fuck on.
I was going to blame the alcohol and five years of not having her pussy.
I moved forward and gave her an upside-down kiss as Anson railed into her.
She came hard, and I swallowed down her cries of pleasure so Anson couldn’t hear how good she felt.
I was a petty bitch, but whatever.
I broke the kiss off and pushed her forward against him, and lined my dick up along his. He slowed his movements for me.
I was really going to do this. I was going to fuck Rosalie with my sworn enemy. The guy I fought so long and hard to keep away from her.
Now, we were sharing the same tight space.
“Don’t be scared,” Anson called out softly.
“I’m not scared, twat lips,” I muttered.
He chuckled softly at my words. Fuck him.
I pushed forward, making her cry out at my intrusion. The fact that she was taking both of us really did turn me on.
