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Hana moaned into the room, pressing her face down so her hair covered her. I stepped closer. I didn’t want her to hide from me. I reached out to move her hair slightly, but Logan caught my wrist in midair, inches from Hana’s face.
“Don’t fucking touch what’s mine,” he snapped and plunged his cock inside of her cunt with no further warning, hard and brutal.
Hana squealed and tried to move away, but he wouldn’t let her up. I shot Logan a smirk. His eyes were a little glazed, his mouth drawn tight, and the vein in his neck stood out as he attempted to control himself, allowing Hana a brief respite so she could get used to his length.
Even though he still held my wrist, I leaned forward and ever so gently brushed my lips against Hana’s. She didn’t kiss me back. No, her eyes were wide open with surprise and lust. A look I wanted to see on her face again and again.
“You’re testing my fucking patience, Joseph,” Logan snarled at me.
“Let go of my wrist,” I warned as I got in his face.
Logan flung my wrist away from his body like it was diseased. Asshole.
Oh, the games we could play.Laughing softly, I rounded in front of the couch, so I was behind Logan. His position of power dwindled as I towered behind him, breathing down on his neck. I could see the goosebumps rising on his skin. He could lie with his mouth, but his body told me a different story.
If we were in a different place, I would prep Logan’s ass for me, but we weren’t. I decided to try something a little different.
I backed into the kitchen while Logan was distracted, pounding mercilessly into Hana’s pussy. Her wails were a tad distracting, like a siren drawing me to return to her side, but I was determined to see my plan through.
I found the chef’s knife I wanted.
After shucking off my boxers, I moved into the living room, careful not to draw attention to myself. Like a predator, I had my prey in my sights. I wasn’t going to stand here like some simp with my cock in my hands when there was a perfectly good hole I could sink into.
Our couch, which I had bought from Ikea, sat lower to the ground as was the style at the time. It was easy for me to step up on it, a staircase that allowed me to swing my leg over Hana’s prone form and line my erect cock right with Logan’s mouth.
I grabbed Logan’s throat with my left hand, the knife in my right, which I pointed at his jugular. It wasn’t an easy feat because he fought against me, but he was pinned between Hana’s sweet pussy and my tightening grip threatening to crush his windpipe. He finally stopped struggling and looked up.
“Suck me,” I commanded.
Logan shook his head no, as much as he could under my hand, and I chuckled. I never said he had a choice.
The knife nicked his skin, drawing a line of blood. “I won’t ask again,” I growled.
His eyes dropped to Hana grinding her ass against him, as if begging him to continue, before they lifted and met mine. His glare was a mixture of lust and hate, and I loved it. LOVED it.
Logan opened his mouth for me, and his warm, wet tongue flicked out, touching my Prince Albert before his lips wrapped around the whole head. The cold of my piercing against his hot mouth, along with Hana’s moans, was almost too much to stand.
“When the fuck did you get that?” Logan spit out my dick to ask.
The knife pressed deeper into his skin, causing him to hiss in pain. “It’s been a long time since you’ve seen my cock.” I grinned down at him, smug as fuck because I had something shiny stuck in my cock and he didn’t.
“You going to make it hurt?”
“Perhaps,” I threatened. “Now suck.”
Logan’s pupils were dilated, whether it was from Hana’s pussy or the thought of sucking me off forcibly, I didn’t know. All I knew was how he was panting over my cock.
I pushed his head down so he engulfed my cock in his throat. But didn’t miss the disappointment that flashed across his face. I guess I should have made it hurt after all.
“Don’t bite my fucking cock or I’ll slit your throat,” I warned.
He didn’t respond. Probably because he was too busy slobbing on my knob. When I groaned, Hana turned back and saw her husband pleasuring me, her eyes glazed over, and she pushed backward hard. Logan choked and sputtered around me.
“Fuck,” I cried out, harshly.
Logan wasn’t a bottom by any means, but what he lacked in experience, he gave me back in enthusiasm. I couldn’t stop my hips from snapping forward and pushing him past his limits. I was already close and having one of my many fantasies fulfilled was almost too much to bear.
“Oh, fuck. I’m going to come!” Hana cried, fucking herself on Logan’s cock as fast as she could.
