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My fingers hold tightly to Isabel’s soft hips as I pick up speed, grabbing her long hair to hold onto as I pound even harder.
“Yes, please,” she cries between the powerful thrusts. “Don’t stop.”
“You gonna come on my cock, baby? My dirty little wife,” I say in a low, muttering rasp.
“Yes,” she squeals. “Faster.”
I don’t know how she could possibly take much more, but I do as she requested and fuck her at a quick, hammering speed. Her slender bound body is bouncing on the bed, and as soon as I feel her warm cunt pulse and tighten around my cock, I let go.
With a thunderous groan, I unload inside her, moving slower as I ride out my orgasm. She’s trembling and moaning face down on the mattress.
A moment later, I feel Hunter beside me. He’s stroking his length with intention, and judging by his face, he’s close. So I pull out and give him space to empty his cock all over her back. When he groans out his release, I grab him by the neck and kiss his throat and jaw, devouring the sounds of his pleasure.
The three of us are left spent and panting. My fingers stroke softly down Isabel’s spine.
“How are you doing, Red?” Hunter asks.
She replies with a muffled high-pitched sound that definitely wasn’t a word. Hunter and I laugh a little and he starts slowly untying the knots at her back while I work on her legs.
It takes us a few minutes to get her completely unbound. Her body is covered with rope kisses and red marks. Nothing is blue or seems to hurt too much.
Hunter pulls her into his arms and carries her into the bathroom. The three of us climb into the shower together, and when Isabel is ready, he sets her down on her feet. We swarm her body, squeezing her between us as the shower head warms us together.
We’re all touching each other, so it truly feels like we are no longer three separate people. We are one. We always have been, and we always will be.
Rule #10: Play your cards right and go all in.
Isabel
“How do I look?” I ask Drake as he comes out of the shower, rubbing the white towel over his wet hair. A billow of steam escapes the bathroom, and I hear the water still running with Hunter inside.
I’m wearing a blue dress with one strap over my right shoulder. My hair is braided down my back and I have on the silver teardrop earrings they bought me for my birthday last year.
“You look fucking stunning,” Drake says as his eyes rake over my body.
“Thanks,” I reply with a blushing smile. “Are you going to tell me where we’re going now?”
He grins, creating deep dimples in his cheeks. “Nope.”
“Front seats at Cirque du Soleil?” I ask.
With a laugh, he shakes his head.
“A fancy restaurant by some celebrity chef from the Food Network?”
He walks over and plants a kiss on my cheek. “Nope.”
I let out a huff and lean against the desk as I watch him pull his clothes out of his garment bag. Remembering last night, I’m instantly sobered. My smile fades as I stare at him.
“I’m really sorry about last night,” I say softly.
He pauses and turns toward me. “It’s okay, Iz. I know you didn’t mean anything bad by it. We’re good.”
“I love you, you know.”
He smiles, giving me a wink. “I love you, too.”
Hunter comes out of the bathroom a few minutes later, and I get to watch them both get dressed, which, let’s face it, is about as sexy as watching them have sex. There’s just something about the way Hunter buttons his cuffs. And the way Drake tightens his belt.
