Page 50 of The Moon & His Tides
I couldn’t stand my own game anymore. My cock throbbed so hard it bobbed and weaved beneath Savannah’s face. I removed my thumb from her mouth and replaced it with my length, feeding it to her inch by inch, watching as the shaft stretched her lips wide. Her lipstick left raspberry-coloured smears on my skin.
Even though Sebastian was still behind her, I could feel his coiled desire waiting to spring. I looked up at him as I slotted the last inch of my dick deep inside Savannah’s throat.
“Would you like to fuck my wife?”
He swallowed thickly as he nodded. “Yes… sir.”
My hand tightened in Savannah’s hair when she tried to pull off and breathe freely again. I wanted her to struggle slightly, to earn the right to be fucked at both ends.
I reached into my pocket for the condom I’d thoughtfully placed there earlier that day and tossed it to him. He caught it one-handed, eyes on me as he ripped the package open with his teeth and then rolled it on his dick. With one hand holding her still by the hip, he slotted his head at her opening, and though I couldn’t see properly from my angle, I could tell by his movement that he was slowly burying himself inside her.
Savannah moaned and gurgled around my cock, as hot and tight as her pussy was around Sebastian’s.
Fuck, but I loved this.
Sharing her, watching her cheeks turn pink and her eyes tear, the way her pupils blew wide, and all the carefully cultivated aspects of this woman just evaporated in the heat of her lust. I wanted to use her because I wanted to be used. There was a divide between us that had existed for so long, maybe it had been there from the very beginning, and it had just deepened over the years. Only like this, our kinks and secret fantasies spilled between us, did it feel like we could truly see each other and, more,wantto be seen.
I pulled her off my cock as Sebastian mimicked my movement at her behind, both of us notched at her entrances, hands on her hips and her face. My gaze sought his over her back and locked. Without prompting, we began fucking into her in perfect tandem, filling and emptying her like metronomes in time with the classical music swelling around us.
“That’s such a sweet slut,” I praised her as we moved faster, her mouth wet and slack now, her tongue out over her lips and teeth so I could just slot myself in and out as fast as I pleased.
Her eyes were closed tightly in bliss, fingers curled into the bed sheets for leverage to rock back onto Sebastian’s cock and forward onto mine. She was blissed out and lost to the moment.
It was the most honest she ever was, and there was a kind of beauty to it in my mind.
“Are you going to come for us?” I demanded when her moans became incessant and her lips tightened around my length.
I pulled out of her mouth so she could pant out a “Yes!”
“No,” I told her. “I don’t think that’s how you ask politely.”
I knew she was ready when she didn’t frown or protest, when she tipped her chin up to look at me with wet eyes, tear tracks down her cheeks, eyes blown black and mouth swollen and pink to say, “Please, sir.”
I hooked my thumb into the side of her mouth to hold it open and pressed my cock inside her again. She groaned hungrily, instantly working her mouth over me.
A moan rumbled through my chest. I looked up at Sebastian to find him sweat-dampened, a curl of black hair stuck to his forehead, his muscles straining with the force of his thrusts as his groin slapped again and again against Savannah’s wet pussy.
“Do you want to come for me, too?” I asked mildly and watched as his tongue darted out to taste a bead of sweat on his upper lip. “You’ve been so good using her tight little pussy. Both of you have done so well. I think I’d enjoy seeing you come.”
“Yes,” he growled. “If you want me to.”
“Good fucking boy,” I praised, ignoring the way heat gathered at the base of my spine for my own climax, forcing myself past it to focus on my lovers. “Make her come, and then I’ll let you spill all over her pretty pussy.”
He groaned, one hand delving beneath Savannah to play at her clit.
“Slap her lightly,” I ordered, staring him down when he hesitated. “Trust me, she loves it.”
She groaned in agreement around my cock.
He did then, slapping wetly at her pussy, splitting his fingers no doubt around the bulk of his cock in her cunt. She jerked at the impact, once, twice…
“Come all over that thick cock for me, sweetheart,” I told her. “Show him why I’m so addicted to you.”
She complied with a growled scream, lips clamping down on my cock, teeth carefully sheathed. We anchored her at both ends as she shook apart, her sleek body undulating with pleasure between us.
“Magnificent,” I praised softly as I pushed back her hair to watch her lips tremble around my cock. “Now drink me down like a good girl.”
Sebastian startled me by plastering himself to her back, suddenly so much closer, his face within reach. His eyes were pinned on the connection of my cock in her mouth and the heat of it was enough to prompt my own orgasm. I fisted the base of my shaft and pulled out, Savannah’s mouth still open for my cum because she knew and loved the taste of me. It was impossible not to close my eyes as my climax robbed me of sight, of sound for one blissful moment of full-body electrocution, but the sight of Savannah and Sebastian with their mouths open, gaze pinned on my cock was seared into my memory forever.
