Page 80 of Choosing Hope
“Let me see your whore sucking you,” she orders, fire flashing in her eyes, defying me to overrule her.
Kalie’s eyebrows dart up, showing she’s as shocked as I am. Not just by Sophie’s words, but also no doubt the way she’s speaking to me.
The scene confuses my drink-addled brain. My only certainty at this moment is that I don’t want Kalie to touch me. The thought is repulsive. Bile burns in the back of my throat.
I stare at the woman in front of me. Kalie hasn’t done anything wrong. She doesn’t deserve my disdain, but it’s not her I want. Her purpose in my life is lost. Now that she’s been with Carlo, she’s no longer the diversion she once was. And after seeing Sophie here, it’spainfully clear that Kalie has never measured up to her. I need to be in that room; with the two people who mean more to me than anyone aside from Lily.
Kalie’s lips twitch into a smirk as she takes a step back toward me, reaching for my trousers.
“No,” I state, my tone firm.
Kalie halts and glances through the window. I don’t want her looking through there, so I sidestep her and block her view.
Sophie’s moans surround us; I can see Kalie’s chest moving up and down frantically. My wife is turning her on; the concept deepens my loathing of my behavior.
“I want to see what she does to you; that’s so much better than me,” Sophie demands breathlessly; “I want to understand why . . .”
Sophie stops speaking abruptly, but she’s said enough for me to know that she’s craving the power trip.
Her words shatter me.How can I tell her she’s completely missed the point? I need her to know how wrong she is.But my mind is so confused. Helplessness takes over my actions, rendering me weak.
Nothing about Kalie is better than Sophie. As I stand here now, watching my wife enjoying Carlo’s tongue. I study her; really study her.
Sophie’s body is toned and lithe from years of dancing. She’s blonde and so beautiful, it almost hurts to look at her, but it’s her spark that’s irresistible. She has a sharp wit and an open mind. For a brief moment, I turn to glance at Kalie. A dancer. Similar height. Gregarious.
Am I attracted to Kalie because she reminds me of Sophie?Undoubtedly.
Was I lining Kalie up to replace Sophie?No. My attraction to Kalie was based on the fact that she didn’t want a relationship. Carlo had never met her, so when I was with her there was nothing to remind me of him.
I close my eyes, reality hitting me harder than ever before. Somehow, I need to get Sophie back. But first I need to take my punishment. My dick recedes a little, knowing I have no choice but to let Kalie touch me.
She grins, no doubt amused by the control Sophie has over me. Kalie reaches for my trousers, while I turn to the side, allowing Sophie a front-row seat.
My wife groans loudly, the sound of her pleasure sending a torrent of blood south and hardening my cock.
“Hurry!” she demands, but I’m not sure who she’s talking to until she says, “Whoever comes first, wins.” Sophie groans. “The losers have to stop. Immediately.”
Kalie drops to her knees as she releases me from my trousers. She runs her tongue over my cock, greedily slurping up my pre-cum. While my gaze never leaves my wife’s face. The emotions are mixing with the chemicals in my bloodstream, causing an effect like a brass band crashing through my mind.
Sophie’s voice cuts through.
“He tastes good, doesn’t he, you little slut?” Sophie asks. At the beginning of her sentence, her voice sounds dreamy; by the end, she’s spitting her words with disdain.
“Umm,” Kalie hums on my cock, loud enough that Sophie can hear her.
I stare longingly at Sophie.
“Does that feel good, darling?” she gasps, and I’m relieved to see she’s about to orgasm again.
“No. I want you, Sophie. I want my tongue where Carlo’s is. To feel you explode for me.”
Just as I finish the last word, she loses her battle, screaming out another earth-shattering release.
Impatiently, I shove Kalie off me. He suddenly cut the sounds of my wife’s ecstasy by canceling the call. The door clicks, telling me Carlo’s unlocked it. I step around Kalie, closing the door behind me and pressing the button to black out the windows.
Chapter Nineteen
Sophie
