Page 57 of Better When Shared
"Julian" he breathed, leaning over me again, lips pressing against my shoulder. "You feel incredible. So tight, so perfect."
I turned my head, seeking his mouth, needing to kiss him in this moment of profound connection. Our lips met in an awkward, desperate clash that somehow felt more intimate than the fact that he was inside me.
"Move," I begged against his mouth. "Please, Caleb. Need to feel you."
He straightened up, hands gripping my hips as he withdrew almost completely before sliding back in. The drag of his cock inside me sent shivers up my spine, my body adjusting to accommodate him. By the third thrust, the burn had transformed into something else—a pleasure so acute it bordered on pain.
I'd lost track of Nisha until I felt her shift to position herself beside me, her face level with mine as she lay on her back. Her eyes were wide, pupils blown as she watched my expressions.
"You look wrecked," she whispered, cupping my face in her hands. "In the best possible way."
"Feel wrecked," I confessed, my words punctuated by Caleb's increasingly confident thrusts. "Feels so good, Nish. So fucking good."
She kissed me, swallowing my moans as Caleb found a rhythm that had me seeing stars. Then she was wiggling out of her panties, spreading her legs.
"Touch me," she commanded, guiding my hand between her thighs. "I want to come while I watch him fuck you."
I tried to focus on pleasuring her, really I did. But Caleb chose that moment to shift his angle, and his cock hit perfectly. My whole body convulsed, a sound I'd never heard myself make tearing from my throat.
"There it is," he said, satisfaction dripping from every syllable. He maintained the angle, hitting that spot with unerring accuracy on every thrust. "God, the way you tighten around me when I do that."
My arms trembled, threatening to give out as pleasure built at the base of my spine. My cock hung heavy between my legs, untouched but leaking steadily onto the sheets. Every drive of Caleb's hips sent me closer to the edge, a coiling tension that begged for release.
"Caleb," I gasped, "gonna come if you keep—"
"Not yet," he interrupted, his hand reaching around to wrap around the base of my cock, squeezing just hard enough to staveoff my orgasm. "Not until you're inside Nisha. She needs you, too, baby."
I whimpered, glancing towards my wife, who shot me a wicked smile. She was so beautiful, and an intense wave of love for her made me shudder against Caleb. I had him because of her, and he was right. I couldn’t forget her needs.
"Can you hold on?" he asked, more gently now. "For her?"
I nodded, unwilling to disappoint either of them.
"Good man," Caleb praised, slowing his pace slightly, giving me room to breathe. "Because I'm not stopping. Going to fill you up. Been wanting this for so fucking long."
His thrusts became more erratic, his breathing ragged against my back. I could feel the moment he lost control, his body tensing as he drove deep one final time, cock pulsing inside me as he came with a hoarse shout of my name.
For several heartbeats, none of us moved, caught in the aftershocks of Caleb's climax. Then he carefully withdrew, leaving me feeling empty. Before I could mourn the loss, he was guiding me onto my back.
"Nisha turn," he said, his voice rough with spent passion as he leaned down to kiss me. “Make your wife come as hard as I just came.”
My entire body shuddered at his words. Nisha moved to straddle me, positioning herself over my aching erection. She sank down slowly, enveloping me in her tight, wet heat.
"Oh fuck," I gasped, overwhelmed by sensation. “Baby, I love you so much.” My ass was still sensitive from Caleb's attention, and the contrast of now being the one penetrating was mind-bending.
Nisha began to move, rising and falling on my cock with practiced ease. I grabbed her hips, helping to guide her movements, but I was so close already, teetering on the edge from Caleb's thorough fucking.
"Not going to last," I warned, voice strangled.
"You don't have to," Nisha assured me, grinding down harder. "Just need you."
Caleb moved to kneel beside us, kissing her as she fucked me, his hands roaming over her body, then down between her legs, flicking her clit as he coaxed her to ride me harder.
"Thank you," he said to her, his voice thick with emotion. "For bringing us together. For sharing him with me."
She threw her head back, pleasure washing over her features as Caleb's fingers worked their magic.
The sight of them together, of Caleb touching my wife while his release still leaked from me, was too much. My orgasm crashed over me like a tidal wave, vision whiting out as I emptied myself inside Nisha with a hoarse cry. She followed moments later, her inner walls pulsing around me, milking every last drop as Caleb continued to kiss her.
