Page 20 of Sold to the Silver Foxes

Only, I can’t. I’ve done my level best to be on good behavior when it comes to Tabitha, but holy hell. Tonight has been one crazy thing after another, and now, I want more.

Without a doubt, she’s the hottest girl I have ever hooked up with. But it’s not just her body—which is perfection—it’s her. How she moves, how she looks with my cock sliding in and out of her. The way she gives herself over to her pleasure.

There’s nothing more seductive in the world than a girl who wants it as bad as I want to give it to her. Fuck, I’m hard again already. I can’t even think straight. This isn’t like me.

Nights like this, I like to have a good time and enjoy myself. At Black Fox, things are different. No virgins, for one. Everyone there knows the rules, and people abide by them. It’s a level playing field there.

This? This isn’t like anything I’ve ever done before. Maybe because Tabitha is unlike anyone I’ve ever met. I knew it the night I ran into her at the bistro. There’s this…fire in her.

I want to watch it burn.

Sal’s got two fingers in her, and she’s dancing for him now, with Nico sneaking kisses here and there. I don’t recall who cleaned my mess off of her. I like to watch—not as much as Nico does—so I’m enjoying the show. Not as much as playing in it myself, but still. She gives a hell of a performance.

Except for her, it’s not a performance. The girl doesn’t have a fake bone in her lithe body.

I can hear the shift in her voice when she comes, even when Nico’s head muffles the sound. When I felt her come on my cock, it was a revelation. Adrenaline mixed with purest lust. That’s why I came. I had no choice.

Sal backs off, letting the girl breathe for a moment, and signals Nico with a tilt of his head. But it won’t happen. Not yet. Nico’s not ready.

He wants to. I know him well enough to know that. But the man likes to watch.

Sal glances back at me. An offer.

Who am I to say no to that?

I grab another condom and slap it on. But before I do, I lean over her, breathing in her heady scent. “Ready for round two, baby?”

“Yeah.”

“How about we try it a little different this time?” I unstrap her ankles and set her legs down gently. I want to see what she doeswith them freed. She watches me as I thrust in this time, staring down where our bodies meet. Fuck, she’s perfect. Just the right amount of tight and wet.

But I’m taking my time on round two.

Lazy strokes, languid exits. She tries to angle herself up and down to encourage me faster, but this isn’t my first time.

Well, itismy first time with a virgin.

My first woman was the vice principal of my high school during an assembly underneath the packed bleachers. That was a hell of a rush. But it has nothing on tonight.

Just as I’m pulling back again, Tabitha latches her legs around me and pulls me deeper into her. I never saw that coming. “Feisty.”

She does this gasp-laugh thing that I could listen to all night long. Her legs are stronger than I expected, but she doesn’t fight me when I prop her legs against my shoulders. I lean over her again for the angle and to watch her pretty face as she realizes just how deep I can go.

“Feel good?”

She shudders. “Oh god…”

I dig against her G-spot with my cock and relish the way her olive-green eyes flutter back. That’s it. Right there. I stay on track this time, digging in on every stroke until her breaths go light and dark, one after the other. And then, her lips form a perfect O just as her pussy clamps on me. I keep at it, memorizing every squeeze as she comes.

When I’m sure she’s finished, I lean back, eventually pulling out. Her ragged gasps fill the room. “But…you didn’t?—”

“It’s not my turn.” I twirl the merry-go-bound to line her up with Nico.

He steps close to her, condomed up and ready to go, naked save for the tattoo on his shoulder. One of those outline tats. A shark. He kisses her first, taking a moment to murmur something in her ear. She nods, and he unstraps the last two belts over her to let her have her freedom again. He glides in, enjoying the way she groans for him.

Hell, I’m enjoying it too. I’ve never understood jealousy when playing. Kink offers up as many sights and experiences as you can imagine. Why not enjoy the show instead of wasting time being jealous? It’s never made sense to me.

But watching Tabitha come on Nico’s cock is as close to jealous as I’ve ever been. Not because I’m mad at either of them. Just because she came, and I wasn’t there for it.

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