“Give her cunt a little smack for me,”Shaw had commanded him.
Grabbing the back of her head, I roughly jerked her forward. Her mouth was already open, taking me to the back of her throat and swallowing. My knees threatened to buckle as the come felt like it was sucked from my balls.
I kept thrusting my hips, watching as my come dripped from the corners of her mouth, down her chin, onto her tits. But all I could picture was Jagger eating Violet out right at that moment.
“Shit, I’m sorry,” I groaned, punishing her throat as I kept fucking her mouth. “I bet he’s eating her so good right now.”
Shaw moaned around my shaft, reaching between her legs to touch herself as she thought about the same thing. “Remember how good she tasted?” I choked out, slapping her hand away so I could get rid of her bottoms. Parting her lips, I strummed her clit while I kept plowing into her mouth.
She was soaking wet, and I knew she was imagining the last time we were all together. How she had spent an hour between Vi’s legs, making her delirious. Punishing both Jagger and me for teasing them during dinner, making us lose our fucking minds until we were begging for a hole to spill into.
Vi had taken both Jagger and me that night, with me in her pussy and Jags in her ass. That had been back at Thanksgiving. Obviously, it had been too long to go without the three of us fucking my wife.
Shaw moaned, her eyes begging for me to fill her up. I thrust my ring and middle finger in, my wedding band rubbing inside her. She contracted, not coming yet, but to tease me. The little bitch. I grinned down at her and fucked her mouth harder, knowing I’d give her another load, if not two, before Jagger brought Vi to us. He was a greedy sonofabitch.
“You think she’ll squirt for him this time?” I taunted, adding a third finger to her hole. “Think he will come out here drenched, smelling like her sweet cunt?”
Her eyes rolled back in her head, her teeth scraping along my cock. I gave her my entire shaft, letting my balls bump her chin, and held it there. “Do you want to clean her up with your mouth when they join us? I’ll hold her open and let you feast all afternoon. You deserve it for how good you’re sucking my cock right now.”
She nodded eagerly. Fuck, it was her favorite thing, to lick Vi’s pussy. Jagger and I would watch it for days if they would let us.
But only us. Just the four of us. No one could ever see what our girls blessed Jagger and me with. I’d fucking kill any motherfucker who got so much as a peek at what was ours.
Pulling her hair back, I forced her to stand and turned her around, entering her hard from behind. She was so wet, I had to lock my jaw to keep from shouting as she clenched aroundme, teasing me more. I smacked her ass hard enough to leave my handprint so Jagger could see it later. It would let him know she’d been a bad girl.
Fisting her hair in one hand, I held her in place with the other. “I’d let you tattoo your name on her clit if she wanted that. It’s your favorite spot, isn’t it, Shaw?”
“Yes,” she panted. “It’s mine. She’s mine.”
I jerked her head back harder and felt her coming around my shaft, forcing another release from me. “She’s mine too.”
Jagger
My skin felt tootight for my body by the time I got to the room. Pausing before I touched the knob, I cracked my neck. Just thinking of her alone in there made my cock pulse. But I had to be careful, treat her gently.
Like Luca, I didn’t know how Vi could ever think she was anything other than perfect. Shaw had a killer body, one I devoured every single night. I couldn’t get enough of my wife. But Vi’s body was different. It ensnared me, hypnotized me. From the sway of her generous ass to the beautiful jiggle of her tits when she laughed.
I loved her so fucking much.
I loved Shaw too. More. Differently.
But when it came to Vi, it was something else. Maybe it was her connection with Shaw. That was a part of it, for sure. But it was something else too. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I would not survive without Shaw or Vi. Ever.
Not bothering to knock, I opened the door to the bedroom and stepped inside. Violet was lying on the bed, still dressed in the sweats from earlier, her hands folded on her stomach. Sheturned her head as I entered, swallowing hard as I flipped the lock.
If Lyric or one of the others came looking for us and saw what I was about to do to my wife’s best friend, they would not understand. They would call it wrong. Try to cause discord between the four of us.
But they would also see her the way only Shaw and Luca and I were allowed to see her. Spread open for me. Her chest heaving, making those big tits bounce, her pussy glistening, her thighs wrapped around my head. Her sexy, purr-like moans filling the air.
“You’re hiding.” She bit her lip, her gaze going back to the ceiling, one shoulder moving in a shrug.
“Stop it,” I snapped, making her suck in a sharp breath.
Fuck, she loved it when I got bossy with her. She liked it even more when it was Shaw giving the commands.
Crossing to the bed, I bent and grabbed her foot, sliding her down the bed until her ass was at the end. Without pausing, I tore the sweats down her legs, appreciating the view of her sweet cunt because she wasn’t wearing panties. I rubbed a hand over my erection, letting my thumb brush over the tattoo of a single violet that was inked on my lower stomach.
Her gaze followed the movement, her tongue flicking out to dampen her lips as she watched. Shaw had the same tattoo, exactly where mine was. Luca had a bigger version on his chest.