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I bite my lower lip and nod, whining when he circles his hips in tiny movements, stretching me around his girth.
“You like it, don’t you?”
“I love it.”
He pulls back halfway then thrusts in. My toes curl from the delicious burning stretch of him. Noah is not small by any means, but I wasn’t lying when I told Beck last night how huge he was, and inside me, he feels even bigger.
I suddenly understand when women say they just got their backs blown out.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so hot for my dick.”
“I am,” I agree as he fucks into me again.
Beck leans forward to sip at my lips, tasting them while he teases me with deliberate movements of his cock. In and out he goes, feeding my pussy, until eventually he’s fucking me in full, dangerously slow thrusts.
“Please,” I whisper.
“You need it harder?”
I arch my hips to meet his, and he thrusts in so deep it almost hurts. He curses under his breath when I tighten my pussy around him. “Give me everything you’ve got, handsome.”
His eyes sparkle with mischief. “I’m going to claim this pussy now, make it mine. Make you crave my cock even when your husband fucks you.”
“Yes!” I moan, becoming delirious with the feel of him and the heat of Noah’s gaze on me as another man—no, not just another man, his first love—fucks his fat cock into me.
Beck kisses me, sucking on my tongue before he pulls his shaft from my pussy all the way, leaving me empty and wanting. “Beck—”
“Hands and knees, facing our little cuck. I want him to see your face when I come deep inside you.”
I scramble into position, my breasts heavy and aching as they sway, nipples brushing the comforter. I present my ass to Beck like Noah had before then stare at my husband. His eyes are wide as he takes me in, cock pulsing with need and hands white-knuckling his knees.
“Look at how hot this makes him, Quinn,” Beck says as he trails his hand down my spine. “He’s so pathetic, isn’t he?”
“Yes!”
Beck punctuates my response by fucking his thick cock into me so hard I’d have flown off the bed if he didn’t grab my hips and hold me to him.
He grinds his pelvis against my ass then smacks it lightly. “Fuck, I wish you could see this view.” He rocks backward then pushes his full length back in. “You’re creaming on my cock, baby. Making it so pretty. I can’t wait to see you squirt on it.”
Noah swallows, his Adam’s apple visibly bobbing in his throat.
“Your pussy is just eating me up.” He fucks into me again, sliding his hands up to grip my shoulders. The new angle has the fat head of his cock hitting my cervix.
“F-fuck!”
“That’s it.” He grunts, using the leverage he has now to fuck me deeper and harder, the slaps of our skin only turning me on more.
“You’ve never fucked your wife like this, have you, Noah?” he practically growls.
“No,” Noah answers.
“I didn’t think so. Quinn, baby, tell our pathetic slut how deep I am in your sweet cunt. Tell him how it feels.”
“He’s so deep—” Beck snaps his hips, and I swear I can feel him in my throat. “Oh god,” I mutter. “You’re so big, I feel so full—oh fuck!”
“You hear that, little cuck? She can’t even finish her sentence because I’m taking care of her pussy so good.”
My eyes roll into the back of my head as he thrusts repeatedly, the vibrations of our meeting skin and Noah’s continued stare almost too much.
