Joseph chases him away from me and pulls me onto his lap as he leans against the headboard.
I straddle him with my knees bent, and he thrusts his cock up into me.
He wraps his hand around the back of my head and forces me to look at him. I stare deep into his eyes as he pushes me back and forth on his cock. His beautiful face, his classic handsome looks with his rugged chiseled jawline…he looks commanding and forceful. He clenches his jaw as the pleasure of being inside me overwhelms me.
“Fuck, you are perfect,” he whispers.
Joseph takes his time. He moves slow. He waits for my pleasure to build all over again.
On his lap with his hands roaming my body, I feel sensual and beautiful. The way he touches me makes me forget about my insecurities.
As he gets closer to his peak, his cock grows bigger and harder inside me.
I moan and push harder against his lap.
“Are you going to come, baby bird?” he asks, a dark whisper.
“Yes,” I gasp, “don’t stop, please,” I beg.
He doesn’t change rhythm, even though I can feel he wants to.
He waits, fucking me exactly right until my pussy begins to tighten around him.
“Harder,” I gasp.
He lifts me off his lap to hover me just above him, and he begins to thrust up into me with force that takes my breath away.
Each pounding movement shoots bolts of pleasure through me until I throw my head back and cry out. Another orgasm, this one longer and stronger than before.
By the time he explodes inside me, I’m exhausted.
I roll onto my side and snuggle into the pillow, closing my eyes, I drift off to sleep.
Chapter 18 - Joseph
It’s been a few days since I had sex with her. A few days ago, I held her in my arms and pushed myself into her beautiful, sweet little pussy. A few days since I kissed her lips and touched her skin…and I can’t stop obsessing over it. No matter what I’m doing, where I am, or who I’m with, I’m thinking about her. A woman has never had this effect on me before. Not as gripping as this, where my entire mind is consumed by thoughts of her.
Fuck. I need to focus on work and meetings and conversation, and Ican’t.
There’s something wrong with me.
Even watching the other guys take her has me desperately wanting more.
I can’t believe that happened. I’ve never experienced anything like that. And she loved it. We all did. It felt so right.
Walking into the mansion after a long day of meetings, my head is tired, and I can’t wait to see her.
Unfortunately, the first person I come across is Artur.
“Hello,” he mumbles gruffly.
“Hello,” I snap back at him.
Nothing has changed between us. It sucks that we can both be married to and intimate with the same beautiful girl and not be able to resolve our differences.
And it makes the alliance that much harder to navigate.
Artur is already walking away when I groan to myself and dump my work things on the small foyer table.
