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This riptide of lust pulls me under, and all I am is wave after wave of demand and desire and only wanting more.
The plush sofa barely creaks to this gorgeous woman moving to kneel between my legs. Like it’s a waltz, like they know their next steps, Silas leaves my side and stands behind her.
Stripping off his black jacket, his black tie before his starched white shirt, and then his perfectly tailored pants, his boxer briefs drop last, and he’s a sight.
The woman also turns to watch the spectacle because you have to. Look at how his body is pure muscle with deep lines guiding you to the next. Look at how his hair dusts past his shoulders. Look at how his cock is full and proud and aimed at me like his eyes.
I look at the man to my right, who’s enjoying the sight too. A moan grabs my throat at the man jerking off to Silas’s hard beauty. From a table by the sofa, Silas grabs a condom, and with one knowing look, he asks the woman, who smiles and answers yes to his question.
She pulls my thong off while my belly flips, and heat burns to my edges while I shift my hips and spread my legs wider for her. Silas watches us as he rolls on a condom and kneels behind the woman.
There’s no permission required, only verbal consent, and I’m not jealous. I’m not anything but a woman who wants to be sucked and fucked until hell could break loose, and I don’t give a damn.
For the first time, I’m no one.
I’m not a saint or a sinner or a savior. I don’t belong to Redix, our past, the men who hurt us, or to Silas.
Her tongue flicks fire through my clit, and all I am is moans of “Yes,” with my body demanding even more. Lacing my fingers through her silky tresses, I tilt my hips, spreading my thighs wider with my eyes, watching Silas sink into her pussy with a grunt.
I love his primal grunts.
Blood thumps through every part of me. The pulse of it matches the drum of Silas’s cock into this woman while he grabs her hips and makes her mouth thrust into my pussy with each luscious pound of his hips.
Oh fuck, this is heaven.
This isn’t wrong, and it’s everything right, and I don’t need to know a damn thing but that I’m going to come. Her expert fingers dip inside me, and I’m dripping for more. With a hard flutter of her tongue over my nub and Silas’s jaw dropped at the sight of me and this woman, I’m flying.
My back bows while my arms flail like wings, and I cry out over the music. The lights twinkling on the dark ceiling blur my vision, and my breath wants to climb up the walls, but I grab it down with a loud groan.
She doesn’t stop. And Silas leans over her, his chest to her back. He’s tall enough to reach my wet pussy and take his own taste while his hips still thrust into the woman’s backside.
“She tastes so sweet, doesn’t she?” he asks her between the licks they alternate, and they grin, and why haven’t I done this before?
Drips of my awe wet my ass cheeks and the sofa beneath me.
Another couple has gathered to watch and let them. Let them see how Silas sucks my clit, and pulls away for the woman to curl into my taste and back and forth, and my thighs start to shake.
“Do it.” Silas rises. “Come.” He grabs her hips and starts thrusting because she’s moaning into my pussy and right there with me. “Fucking come so hard,” he growls, and she does, gasping into my sex. I thrash against her mouth, and we ride this long wave to shore.
Silas helps her up to the sofa beside me. She flops back to watch because he’s standing up. Because he’s not done. Ripping that condom off, he discards it and grabs another, and the man in the chair is still jerking off.
The stare in his eyes at Silas is like he’s craving a masterpiece. A work of art that you come back to see time and again, and I will, too. I need to come again.
I’ve never been with a woman, and having my pussy expertly eaten is a welcome gift, but I need cock. Now. And having that thought, having that one shameless demand and satisfying it.
Hell, yes, I’m free.
The white leather ottoman behind Silas is big enough for him to lie on. Taking my hand, he pulls me to him. I playfully push him down while I straddle him. He secures a fresh condom on, and I don’t hesitate once he’s done. I need sex like water. Sliding down his length, he grabs my hips, and we drown in it.
Watching only me, his gaze won’t leave mine. My hands brace on his steel pecs, and we’re aware of another couple watching us. Of the woman going down on her knees to our new voyeur. Of our previous companion touching herself to our show. Of her companion sitting beside her now, his eyes rapt and seeking his pumping finish to ours.
But it’s nothing to the trust I feel. To the praise, I want to give Silas. To the pleasure, I feel as he shares this with me.
We don’t know what we are together and don’t need to.
All I see are his eyes watching mine. All I know is his warm hand reaching for my breast, palming its weight, and teasing my nipple. All I feel is that pleasure and his cock filling me, his base hitting my clit, and his hips matching my ride. All I want is the freedom he delivers. It doesn’t hurt here. It only heals.
His other hand grips my hip hard, and he wants this; my hard grind rolls over his shaft as he groans loudly for all to hear.
