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“I’ve never done this because I wanted to,” Loïc admitted. “It’s fun.”

Hell, a moderate breeze would set me off at this point.

Usually, I would dig my fingers into Tarryn’s hair—direct her a little. Considering Loïc’s history, I didn’t want to freak him out. Instead, I brushed his long dark hair back from his face so I could watch his expression. It felt like opposite day, with him down on his knees. And watching my formerly shy, primly raised wife giving me a sloppy blowjob as she shared me with another person? Fuck. The two of them looked so beautifully pornographic together.

My legs shook with the effort of staying upright. If we ever did this again, hopefully I would be lying down.

I gasped and tried to hold off, but his tongue and lips, and the perfect amount of suction—I couldn’t bear it. Tarryn, licking me, waiting her turn, kissing our lover, running her tongue over the root of my cock.

The tension built, hot and aching in my balls and up the back of my thighs, every muscle in my body knotted, and I leaned back against the wall, trying to brace myself as my legs shook, and tried to give out.

He stopped and pulled her away with him.

“If you leave me like this, I’m going to die.”

“So melodramatic. I want to watch you fuck her.”

He bounded to his feet and pulled her upright, kissing her deeply. She clung to him, melting in his arms, her quiet whimper of need shooting straight to my bobbing cock.

Without breaking their kiss, he lifted her into his arms and laid her on the beat-up worktable in the middle of the room, knocking a marker and some stacked pages to the floor. He popped open the button on her shorts and tugged them down, taking her underwear with them. Her shoes got in the way, and he frowned.

“We might have to make a run for it. Keep your shoes on.”

He flipped her over and tugged her to the edge of the table, then crouched behind her, licking her slit then spreading her open to show me she was already wet. My pulse was racing at the sight of him manhandling her. As much as I’d wanted to watch her with another man, watching her with this man specifically was so much fucking better.

“Look at how wet she is for us. She liked watching me suck your cock.”

“You both came inside me this morning before we left the hotel!” she protested. “That’s not all mine.”

He bit her ass, and she squeaked.

“Do you want more,ma jolie?”

“Yes, please.” She presented her ass to me and whimpered. My gaze locked on her pussy, my dick already anticipating the hot, slick tightness.

Fuck—anyone could walk in and catch us. We needed to be quick.

I lined myself up and pushed into her, not bothering to take it slow. Even after all these years, the feel of her taking my cock always made my breath catch. When I was balls-deep inside her, I groaned.

Tarryn was struggling to hold still. The way her shorts were keeping her legs together made it an even tighter fit than usual. I felt for her clit and found its stiff bump with the tip of my finger.

“Youdidreally like that, bad girl.”

I stirred my hips and withdrew maybe an inch before thrusting back into her, keeping her full as I stroked her clit. Her face was turned to the side, pressed to the probably grimy table, and her pretty eyes were screwed shut.

“You should put your cock in her mouth,” I told Loïc. “I want to watch her suck you.”

He seemed hesitant, but Tarryn opened her eyes and reached for him.

“May I?” she asked, sliding her fingers over his belt buckle.

He unfastened his pants and withdrew his cock, not taking another step toward her until she wrapped a gentle hand around him and coaxed him toward her mouth. She rubbed her lips along the head of his cock, and he gasped at the sensation. Both the sound, and the look of pleasure on his face made it difficult to focus on what I was supposed to be doing at my end. Eventually, the three of us would probably be a well-oiled machine, but for now this three-way sex thing was still new, ridiculously hot, and painfully awkward.

She wrapped her lips around his cock and sucked, looking up at him with an adoration that rekindled my jealousy. He stroked her cheek and gasped, taking a step closer so that shecould take him deeper.

“How can you share anything this beautiful?” he asked, not seeming to expect an answer.

“She’s too beautiful not to share with someone,” I replied, rocking into her hard enough to jar her and make her gasp around his cock.

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