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As she turned around to swim away, I lunged forward and grabbed her from behind. “No.” My arms closed around her waist, her backside pressed into my stomach. Naked. Smooth. Round. “He’s not the man you remember,” I whispered in her ear. The smell of her mixed with the salt in the air had my body humming and heating up.
“You’re not the man I remember,” she said, stroking my cock.
“I won’t apologize for being hard.” I lost control and held her breasts.
Jesus fucking Christ, they’d gotten bigger, plumper, rounder. More fucking gorgeous than I realized they’d be.
“Why won’t you make love to me?” she said softly, pain in her voice.
“I’m not sure I can take it.”
She turned in my arms. “Tell me you still love me.”
“I still love you,” came out because there was no point in holding back.
It was all about money. If my father disowned me for questioning that deal and fought me as I tried to undo it, so be it. I didn’t need the power, didn’t want it if I couldn’t have Rebecca. I had investments of my own. I could still take care of her.
I eyed the other two watching us. We could take care of her.
Surrender consumed me and giving in now tasted like oxygen I needed to breathe. Pain rolled through me, but kissing Rebecca always made the agony go away. I may have lost my fight against her in this round, but having her back in my bed was worth more than I ever imagined. Having Rebecca made up for being empty in every other goddamn part of my life.
I crushed my mouth against hers, hearing the mewl in her throat. My tongue found hers and it was so damn sweet and soft. Her lips felt like silk. It was all new, but so familiar. The moment I wanted for five years.
Her mouth drove me wild, making me painfully harder than I was before, charged up like a beast. Holding her by the waist, I pushed us up and out of the pool. I’m still not sure how I’d done it. Brute strength fueled by lust and fury, a drive to fuck the only woman I’ve ever loved.
“I’m so done with this game. You’re fucking mine,” I said, lowering her onto a teak chaise lounge with a blue and white cushion. A few feet away, the hot tub bubbled, the jets singing their erotic song.
Spreading her legs and showing me her pussy, Rebecca sent fire rushing through my veins. I’d taste her sweet center next time. I thrust into her with one hard claiming drive.
“Oh God,” she gasped, licking her lips.
“Fuck,” I bit out, pushing deeper, faster, pulling out and sinking back in. I’d forgotten how good she felt around my cock. “Take. My. Cock,” I groaned, thrusting with each word.
“Yes,” she said, her head thrown back, legs wide, her nipples in hard peaks.
I felt like an animal driving into her. I pressed on her lower abdomen and held her right thigh down as I moved my hips for the deepest penetration, but also on an angle to hit her clit. I wanted her to feel pure ecstasy with me. Leave her hungry for me.
Harder and faster, I took her, stealing her breath, making her eyes roll in the back of her head. She thrashed on the chaise, moaning, squirming around my cock. God, her tits looked so gorgeous and perfect. Perfect for my hands. I palmed them, squeezing, caressing, watching her go even more wild. My balls ached to come, and I wanted to soak her with my seed.
I came in a rush, pumping my cum inside her, my cock throbbing, but I stayed hard. She pulsed around my dick, loving it and I kept going as time lost all meaning. Everything lost its meaning and right there I knew I had to be a part of whatever the fuck this was. Because I couldn’t lose her again. Being queen meant her life would always be in danger, and I had to protect her. Go to all kinds of extremes if I had to.
“Having fun,” Anthony whispered over my shoulder and time screeched to a halt, wrenching me back to the present.
“Fuck off,” I said, sneering at him, but his lips were close to mine.
“I miss watching you two.”
A shadow crossed Becca, and thick legs covered in wet dark blond hair stood over her.
Giancarlo.
“Does it feel good?” Anthony squeezed my ass then slid his fingers down between my cleft.
“Yes,” I groaned to him, watching Becca get kissed by Gian.
I made her come in my private lounge.
Hearing those words had torn me apart. Seeing him kiss her did something else. Enraged me, only my dick grew harder. Watching her erect nipples and her hips squirm deeper, loving all the attention made me thrust even faster.
Anthony’s warm breath fanned my neck. I turned to him and pressed my mouth against his lips. His tongue quickly took me over.
Anthony shoved his finger in my mouth and next, it was in my ass. I leaned over and buried my head in Becca’s chest sucking on her tits as Messina fingered me.
My prostrate pulsed, the thick invasion bringing out the monster I became when Anthony touched me. With Rebecca in my arms, I struggled to understand these two sides of myself. The balance I didn’t think was possible.
I unclenched my stomach when Anthony removed his fingers. He wasn’t done with me. My peripheral vision struggled to capture the images all around me. I only wanted to look at Rebecca. Anthony, now blurred from the haze I’d been in, walked toward the bar and then strutted back. Naked and perfect with a body that did a lot of damage in Manhattan. He rubbed something on his cock making it shiny.
Lube.
“Oh God,” I muttered.
“I’m here,” Anthony whispered in my hair, kneeling behind me. “I’ve wanted this forever.”
The tip of his cock, slick from the lube, pushed against my ass, opening me up wider than a thick Messina finger. The bulbous tip slipped past my sensitive nerves, and I just fucking lost it.
“Oh, dear God,” Rebecca cried out because I got even bigger inside her. Her eyes sailed over my shoulder where she no doubt once again saw Anthony fucking me. She bit her lip and came all over my cock.
Fuck, that got her off. Never mind what it was doing to me. Sensation overload. My prostrate stretched and ached from Anthony, my dick swallowed by Rebecca’s tight, wet, throbbing pussy.
I lowered my head to kiss Rebecca’s mouth, pushing Gian out of the way.
“No,” she said, kissing me back, but pulled him in too.
She alternated kissing me and him. I’d never seen such a ferocious look on Gian’s face as he captured her lips.
“Fuck, that’s so good.” Anthony rammed me with his dick, tight, meaty fingers digging into my shoulder. His touch sparked my darkest desires. A side I would never want Rebecca to see. But there she was. Watching me being impaled by a man.
And fucking loving it.
The pressure disappeared and my back cooled off. Anthony reached into the hot tub nearby and rinsed off his dick.
Uh oh.
He now stood over me and Rebecca, rubbing that evil cock of his, waiting his turn with my woman. The look on his face... I’d seen that before. Only his look of desire to fuck Rebecca came in more of a sinister smile than an all-out scowl of a beast hunting me as his prey.
I came again, but this one drained me. I sat back and slid my dick from Becca’s wet pussy. Feeling spent, I moved to the next chaise. And watched...
Watched Giancarlo take control of her. “On your hands and knees,” he said, flipping her into that position and not waiting for her to move.
A smile never left Becca’s lips. She loved being dominated apparently, and I found I couldn’t look away from what would happen next. Although Gian’s hard dick rubbing up and down her ass cheeks was a hell of a hint.
Could I watch her get fucked again if the first time nearly did me in? A growl swirled in my chest, but from the voyeuristic hunger to see something dirty and wicked.
Jesus fucking Christ, Giancarlo delivered. He seated himself fully in her ass as she lowered her head and moaned so seductively. The force had shifted the chaise and God, I saw it. Watched his dick slide in and out of her sacred hole while she went wild from it. She arched her back, wanting more, and by the size of Giancarlo, he had more to give her. Every moan and yelp of desire fired through me burning hot with that satisfying ease to my soul.
She loved it. Loved getting fucked in the ass. We had that in common. I loved it too, and for the first time in my life, I wasn’t ashamed to feel that way.
I could hear Becca purring like a kitten, and under the stars, her body glowed from the pure pleasure no doubt rocketing through her.
Anthony came around, slamming the seat-back of the chaise down and straddled it with his dick in his hand. He kissed her mouth, licking her lips, that smile never leaving his face. He brushed her hair away and the way she smiled back killed me. But she looked at me like that too. Somehow, she managed to have real feelings for each of us.
“Take me in your mouth, angel,” he whispered, but I heard it.
Her mouth opened and his cock slid past her lips, her cheeks hollowed out from sucking him. Wanting him. Son of a bitch... Anthony’s head tipped back as he held her face and fucked her mouth.
“I need her pussy, Giancarlo,” he groaned.
Becca slid forward and sat on Anthony’s cock. She yelped in pleasure. He lifted her up and down, his hips doing most of the work as I watched him thrust that dick of his in and out. Gian straddled the now completely horizontal chaise and kissed the back of her neck while squeezing her tits.
My friends went wild on her. Fucking her savagely, passing her back and forth. Laying her out and taking turns with her. Taking turns with the woman I loved.
My jaw clenched tight, and my fists were ready to smash something, my nails wanting to rip someone’s flesh apart. But... Becca loved it. Loved being shared. Loved being worshipped by all of us, three ruthless lovers.
How was this possible?
They panted and groaned, finally double penetrating her. Gian deep in her pussy and Anthony fucking her ass hard as they took control of her.
And they looked like they goddamn adored her. So did I.
So. Did. I.
Becca’s hands flailed until she caught me. Dragged me off that other chaise and next, my tongue was in her mouth. I kissed her, staring into her lust-soaked eyes. She came with my lips on her, and it was as if she came because I kissed her.
I wanted to believe that. I wasn’t thinking clearly. I was barely breathing.
But I had to believe that if I was going to survive the rest of this Sunday night.
We were just getting started...
