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“You let him come inside you, and now you’re going to refuse me?”

“You know I’d never refuse you unless I had to, but wouldn’t it be better if I took a shower first?”

Inside her hot sheathe, I curved my fingers. I got down between her thighs and slid my tongue over her stiff little bud, tasting the heady mixture of their cum. My cock threatened to go off in my jeans. She squeaked and squealed and buried her hand in my hair as I sucked her clit and played in the mess he’d made inside her. When she was mewling for me, I stripped off the rest of my clothes.

I was on my hands and knees over top of her, clutching my cock, ready to plunge deep, when Loïc got onto the bed behind me.

“What are you doing?” I snapped.

“Taking what’s mine.”

He pushed me down on top of her and spat in his hand, then slid his fingers over my asshole. I meant to complain, but I was so focused on getting into my wife that I accepted what he was doing without complaint. If he wanted to stick a finger or two in my ass while I fucked her, I could deal with it.

As I pushed my cock into Tarryn’s sloppy, freshly-fucked pussy, he wiggled a finger into my ass. The combined sensation was mind-blowing, forcing me to grit my teeth against the need to immediately come. He worked a second finger into me as I froze deep inside Tarryn, trying to think of anything other than how he’d just used her, and how his fingers moved and twisted inside me now. He gripped my shoulder with his free hand, hooking his fingers into the initials he’d carved into my chest, holding me still while he pumped his other fingers slowly in and out of my ass.

“Did you tell her about this, pretty boy?” he demanded, rubbing his fingers over his initials.

“Yes.”

“Did you admit how much you loved it?”

My head couldn’t process what he was saying because my body was confused, trying to decide whether to thrust into her or thrust back to fuck myself on his fingers. He positioned himself behind me, between my legs. How could he already be hard again?

“This won’t work,” I said, my voice hoarse.

“You concentrate on what you’re doing, and I’ll concentrate on what I’m doing.” His voice was gravel in my ear, turning my spine hollow.

He slid his fingers out of me and then the head of his cock was pushing into me. He was slick—where had he gotten lube? My dick was balls deep in Tarryn as he forced my ass to accept his cock’s insistent invasion.

I blew out a pained breath, and Tarryn licked my lips, drawing my attention back to her. We kissed, but then I grunted with discomfort as he pushed deeper.

“Do you like that, Sir?” Tarryn demanded, eyes half-lidded with arousal.

Her pussy gripped at my cock, and I groaned with a mixture of pleasure and jaw-clenching, cramping alarm.

Which part was she referring to?

“You feel like heaven, and he feels like hell.”

Loïc thrust deeper into my ass then leaned around my shoulder to kiss my wife.

Even this close up, they looked hot together—tasting lips and sliding tongues. My fantasies had never compared to the real thing.

His cock flexed deep in my guts, and I whimpered, dizzy with lust. Without the mental block about being fucked by a man, it was easier, but I still wouldn’t say I actually enjoyed the sensation—it was too much. Too raw.

He withdrew slightly and held still. “Come on, pretty. Show me you’re a big boy now and fuck us both.”

Tarryn moaned and squirmed beneath me, and he leaned over my shoulder and kissed her again.

“Push into her, then push back onto my cock.”

“I can’t!”

“Of course you can.”

Moving carefully, I thrust into my wife. Loïc’s cock came alarmingly close to falling out, and I gasped with anxiety. I arched and pushed my way back onto his cock, getting self-conscious about my expression whenI realized Tarryn’s sexy gaze was alternating between watching him and watching me.

“That’s a good boy,” Loïc murmured, grabbing my hips and holding me tightly against him for a moment. Such a strange feeling, to be so unbelievably full and not having the panicked urge to fight him off. I’d taken his cock in my ass enough times now that I was less terrified that he would damage me. Letting him take me like this in front of my submissive wife was still humiliating, but it felt better than when he did it when we were alone. At least it didn’t feel like I was cheating on her this way.

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