Page 100 of My Favorite Secret
Everything in me wants to get off this couch and join them. I’ve never felt an urge so strong. But I can’t make myself do it. I can’t cross that line with Tyler.
“Stop distracting yourselves with me,” I tell them. “Give me something good to watch.”
My words are a disappointment to them, but Harperkeeps watching me with that dreamy smile as she clings to Tyler.
While I enjoy my alone time with Harper, I like it more when the three of us are together, even if I can’t join in. I get pleasure from Harper’s pleasure. I love watching her get fucked.
Though I want more, I can be satisfied with this.
Icanbe.
I don’t need more.
“Fuck, Harp,” Tyler grits out. “You’ve got my dick feeling so good. I can’t be selfish though. I’m going to come inside you. Then you’re going to finish on Felix’s cock. Understand?”
She nods, still smiling at me in a daze, enjoying my eyes on her.
Tyler keeps pumping into her, burying himself to the base each time. With one deep, final groan, Tyler shudders against Harper, coating her inner walls in his cum. His face contorts. Sweat glistens on his brow as wave after wave of pleasure consumes him.
Harper cries out next, and I know that despite trying to hold off for me, an orgasm claims her.
I watch, enthralled. It’s the most intense orgasm I’ve ever witnessed two people have. The sounds are so desperate. Tyler’s fingers clutch Harper’s hips so tight, like he’s unable to get her close enough.
As their pleasure fades, they remain locked together, panting heavily. I’m pleased for them, yet so fucking unsatisfied, wishing the three of us could experience the euphoria together.
Wishing Tyler wasn’t a goddamn Blackwood.
He carries Harper to the couch opposite me. “Go to Felix, baby.”
Harper’s legs are shaky when she stands. She slips out of her dress and panties, standing completely naked. Tyler’s cum trickles down her inner thighs as she walks toward me, eyes glazed with love and eclipse.
I should wipe the cum away but I know I won’t.
“Should we go to the bedroom?” she asks, knowing I always want privacy from Tyler.
“No. Tyler can leave.” The words feel wrong. I don’t want him to leave at all. But he needs to.
“As you wish.” Tyler stands, leaving us in the living room.
The moment he’s gone, I pull Harper onto my lap. She unbuckles my belt and frees my aching cock. I hiss as she wraps her fingers around my length, stroking me from base to tip.
Before I even get the chance to kiss Harper, she sinks onto my dick. A low moan rumbles from me. She feels like heaven, hot and tight. Every touch is amplified. I’m so high that Harper looks like she’s glowing.
My hands roam her body, caressing every curve. I trail kisses along her neck and shoulders as she starts to ride me with a slow rhythm.
“That’s it, bounce on my cock, you beautiful little thing.”
Harper kisses me, murmuring how much she loves me. I tell her she’s my everything. The center of my universe.
And yet, something is missing from this moment. I don’t want to admit what it is, but I know the issue.
We’re not supposed to be just the two of us.
Desperately needing to distract myself from those thoughts, I pull Harper off my cock, positioning her on all fours on the couch, and slide into her pussy from behind,watching where I fuck her. Harper arches her back, pushing her ass against me to meet each thrust with equal power.
Movement in the doorway catches my attention. Without looking in the direction, I know it’s Tyler, beating his dick while watching.
Pleasure sparks at the base of my spine that I don’t want to acknowledge. I need to stop this encounter but it feels too good sharing Harper with Tyler, even if we’re not physically sharing her in this moment.
