Page 45 of Same Girl
She and I had yet to consummate our marriage. I sat back on the chaise as he removed her dress and fondled her breasts. He sucked at them as his hands gripped her waist. She lifted his head and covered her lips with his. Their kiss was a deep and passionate, close-mouthed kiss. When he broke it off, his forehead rested on hers.
“As much as I would love the honor of taking you first, I believe that honor belongs to Chosen.”
“Baby, he told you?—”
“I know what he said, Mya. But I know what I want. Trust me, I’m secure in our love now. Consummate the marriage. There will be time for more,” he stated in a low voice as he caressed her jaw and brushed his lips over hers.
Mya did not turn around but stretched her hand out behind her. Her head rested on his chest. I stood and walked to her.
Wrapping my arms around my wife from behind, I looked Fyve in the eyes. “It’s only right that we both have her tonight. We both will consummate our union with her.”
“I know, but I insist that you go first.”
I understood what his sacrifice was all about. He was offering her to me first as a way to prove that he held no ill feelings and no insecurities about his place in the relationship. I turned my wife around to face me, gripped her by the throat, and hungrily kissed her.
She moaned into my mouth as her fingers flew down my buttons, ripping them off as she jerked at them. I unfastened my linen shorts. Mya pulled her lips down and away from mine slowly. “I want you so bad, baby,” she whispered.
I reached down and lifted her off her feet. She wrapped her legs around my waist as my shorts fell to my feet. I stepped out of them. I walked Mya to the bedroom and lay her on the Alaskanking-sized bed. I crawled up beside her, and Fyve moved to the other side.
I palmed her breasts, kissed her lips, and spread her legs with mine. Her tiny hands were surprisingly cool against my chest as she moved them over me and back up to my shoulders. Her fingernails scraped my nipples as she moaned underneath the assault of kisses I peppered her lips with.
I shoved at my underwear as she grabbed my erection with her hand and squeezed it. My eyes searched hers, and hers searched mine as we came together in a deep, hungry kiss. When I slid inside of her, I felt at peace and like I was home. She was everything that I wanted and needed.
Mya’s heat cleaved to me as she sucked me deeper and deeper into her silken folds. I rose above her and sank again, basking in the feel of her hot silk.
“Chosen,” she whispered repeatedly as she kissed my face.
“Yes, baby,” I murmured in her ear.
“I feel so complete.”
“So do I, love.”
We were a harmony of rises and falls until she came apart underneath me.
“I love you so much,” she cried out as she climaxed underneath me.
I pressed the hair back from her face and applied tender kisses there. She opened her eyelids and smiled at me.
I beckoned to Fyve, but he shook his head. “I want her on top of me. She needs to see how she owns me, what she does to me.”
I nodded and moved to the side of Mya. She rolled over and smiled sweetly at Fyve. He took her hand and pulled her closer. Resting on their sides, they exchanged a harmony of passionately sweet kisses, before she pushed him onto his back.
Mya climbed on top of Fyve and sat high and proud. The swell of breasts were slick with sweat from our lovemaking, andher nipples pointed anxiously forward. He skimmed a hand over her flat abs before he lowered it and slicked his thumb over her hardened bud.
“Ride me, baby girl, nice and slow,” Fyve instructed.
She did as he commanded, lifting and sinking on his length. She coated him with the juices that still remained from our lovemaking. I removed the tulip from her hair. I rained kisses on her face as she showered him with her nectar.
“Oh, Fyve, you feel so damn good, baby,” she cried out.
His hips pumped upward as he thrust deep into her pussy. Mya gyrated wildly on him, running her fingers over her nipples.
I moved behind her. “Do you feel good, pretty baby?”
“I do, Chosen,” she cried out.
Fyve pumped harder, but his thrusts were slower. His ass lifted from the bed to meet her rolls. Mya tossed her head back in ecstasy, welcoming the pleasure that he brought.
