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“You want someone to eat your cunt, Dove?”
I groan again.
Reaching down, he cups my jaw, smoothing his thumb over the hollow in my cheek.
“Who do you want to taste you?” he asks, his eyes searching mine. But he clearly doesn’t expect a response because he doesn’t release me from his cock. “Your husband? You want him to have another taste?”
I nod willingly.
Please.
Fuck, I want it. No. Ineedit.
Ripping his eyes from mine, he looks over at where both Mav and Reid are sitting.
“What do you say, man? Fancy dragging her panties aside and eating her while she chokes on my cock.”
A rush of heat soaks my already ruined panties as the image he paints appears clearly in my mind.
Finally, his grip loosens in my hair, allowing me to release him.
Glancing over my shoulder, I find Mav sitting forward in his chair, his eyes locked on my pussy.
“Please,” I beg. I’ve no idea if it’s loud enough to reach his ears. But not a second later, his gaze jumps to my face and he swallows thickly at what he finds staring back at him. “Mav, please. I need you.”
His jaw ticks as he battles with his conscience. I get it. He’s spent five years trying to treat me right. And this right here is the opposite of what he thought I needed. Unfortunately for him, it’s exactly what I crave.
“If you’re not man enough, I’m sure Reid would happily take your place.”
My entire body tenses at the thought of Reid being the one to drag my panties aside and drag his tongue up the length of me.
I squeeze my eyes closed.
Fuck. That should not get me as hot as I am right now.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.”
My eyes pop open at JD’s words and I breathe a sigh of relief when I find Mav on his feet, his hand shoved down the front of his borrowed sweats as he deals with what’s happening beneath.
The knowledge that watching me gets him hard does little for my desperation.
“That’s it. Your wife needs you, Mav,” JD praises.
I startle the moment his hot hand lands on my ass.
“Oh God, please.” I moan, arching again for him.
“That’s it,” JD says, giving Mav a confidence boost. “Tuck a finger under that lace and tell me how wet her cunt is.”
I whimper when a rush of cold air runs over my heated flesh.
Spreading my knees, I arch my back deeper, offering myself up.
“Fuck.” Mav groans, making my temperate soar.
Unable to stop myself, I look back over my shoulder.
My mouth runs dry at the look of awe on Mav’s face as he stares down at me.
