rush of control, of possession, was too strong.
“Look, Carlie. Look at him. You were right. My beautiful wife has him in the palm of her hand because he craves her. Open your legs wider, baby. Show him how wet you are, let him see how much it turns you on when I fuck you with my fingers. You want his mouth on your clit, you want him to suck you while I fuck you? You, baby, you need to make him beg for it.”
“Blake…” She rasped, her body pleading with me. I wanted the words. I needed them.
“You know what I need, Carlie,” I slowed my fingers and she mewled in protest.
Panting, she opened her eyes and stared at Zach.
“Zach,” she began, “Please…”
His mouth pursed and he rested one foot back against the wall, “Please what, Carlie?”
Oh he was good, I’d give him that.
“I need, I need, Zach please!”
Biting down on his bottom lip, hiding a grin, he inched forward but stopped.
“What is it, Carlie? What do you want from me?”
“Beg him!” She cried. “Please, Zach! Please, I can’t cope with it. Please, please…” She trailed off on a moan when I thrust my fingers inside hard and fast.
I held Zach’s eyes, silently daring him. Could he do it? Could he sacrifice a little of his ego and beg me? Clenching his jaw, he edged forward again, stopping just short of touching Carlie and he fell to his knees.
“Please, Blake. Let me give her what she needs,” he asked.
I raised one eyebrow, “What she needs?”
“What I need. What we all want...I’m begging you.”
“You want it, pretty baby? You need it?” I whispered in Carlie’s ear.
“Yes, yes! I need it, Blake!”
I parted her lips, showing Zach every inch of her glistening pussy, giving him one last tease before I let him have what he wanted.
“Do it. Lick her, Zach. And don’t be gentle, fuck her with your mouth. Go on, do it.”
With one last glance at my face, he moved forward and put his mouth on Carlie. She cried out and trembled in my arms, her legs giving way with the first lash of his tongue. My cock jumped painfully but I needed the ache to keep me grounded, to keep me from throwing Carlie down and fucking her like a rampant animal on the floor. If I did that, it would be over before it really got started.
Her hands fell to Zach’s hair and she tugged him closer, grinding her hips into his face. Shocking me to the core, I realised that it wasn’t just her reactions turning me on. It was watching him give them to her. I tried to focus, to keep my mind on the fact that this was all for Carlie, but it was an impossible feat.
The little suction noises he was making. The way Carlie turned her face into my neck and whimpered. The sight of his stubble, wet from her pussy. It was sensory overload. I had to fuck her, immediately.
“Stop,” I grated out, my voice sounding harsh to my own ears. “Strip, and sit over there.”
I moved my chin, directing Zach to sit on the sofa. He stopped instantly and looked up at me. Eyes narrowing like he was trying to guess my plans.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from him as he lifted his t-shirt over his head. His abs twisted and contracted with the movement. Why was that so sexy? I had no attraction to men. None.
At least...I didn’t think I did.
He smirked like he could hear my internal thoughts as his hands moved to his joggers. Slowly, he slid them down over his hips and I swallowed as he stood, tall, proud...and hard.
Carlie sucked in a breath, “Oh my god…”
Yeah.
Zach stalked over to the sofa and sat down, spreading his legs wide and arching his eyebrow, silently allowing me to continue. I pushed in between Carlie’s shoulders so she bent at the waist and put her hands on his knees.
“Suck him, Carlie. Show him what you can do with that beautiful mouth of yours,” I demanded.
Before she could take him, I shrugged my trousers to my ankles and thrust into her. She screamed in pleasure, her voice echoing in the room. The feeling of her tight, slick cunt