He needs to pay for what he did.
***
The evening moves forward with slow leisure. The food is almost entirely finished by the time dinner ends. Everyone is enjoying themselves, and Kaz is flirting relentlessly with Maria. But he isn’t the only one. Ben is in on it, too, and Joe is enjoying the entire scene, throwing in one or two well-placed remarks that make her blush.
After dinner, Joe and Ben stand and start gathering the empty plates.
“Come on, baby bird, let me escort you to the living room where you will be served your dessert,” Kaz says, offering his hand to Maria.
“I’ll go get the dessert ready,” I say, standing too and heading toward the kitchen.
My head is filled with so many thoughts. I want to relax. I want to enjoy all of this. And I am enjoying it. But in the back of my mind, there are so many worries.
In the kitchen, I pull out the peppermint crisp tart and chocolate sauce.
I place the sauce in the microwave to warm it up and stare at the glowing box while the jug spins slowly, being nuked.
Behind me, Ben and Joe are in and out of the kitchen, unloading the dishes and other things into the pantry.
The microwave beeps, and I remove the jug and carry it and the tart into the dining room to dish up on the now-clear table.
But behind me, I hear a gasp and a sweet little moan.
Turning, I find Kaz. He has Maria pinned to the sofa, her legs spread as he pushes his hand up her skirt.
Immediately, my cock stirs as I watch her writhe beneath him, seeking his touch.
Abandoning the dessert, I walk into the living room and sit on the sofa opposite them to watch.
Kazimir tugs her panties aside and slips his fingers into her, and Maria makes the most beautiful sound as her eyelidsflicker closed. She tilts her head back and sighs, her lips parted and her cheeks glowing pink.
Kazimir leans over her and locks his mouth over hers. My cock gets harder and presses uncomfortably against my pants, so I tug them open and pull it out, holding the swollen shaft in my hand. I begin to stroke it.
Kaz pulls Maria up into a sitting position so that he can pull her dress off over her head. She’s wearing a red lace bra to match her lace panties, and I groan at the sight of it.
He reaches behind her to unclip her bra, and I say, “Leave it on, she looks so fucking sexy.”
Kaz brushes his finger over her nipple and she shivers, biting her lower lip and pushing her chest forward as she tilts her head back. Her hair flows loose down her back, wavy strawberry-blonde silk.
“You are fucking sexy, baby bird,” Kaz growls, pushing her down onto her back again.
I watch as he spreads her legs wide and tugs his pants open.
“Is this what you meant by dessert?” she giggles as he brushes his cock over her lace panties.
“It isn’t. But I think this is a thousand times better,” he muses, watching her expression change as her desire grows.
“Don’t let her come,” I demand. “Let’s push her to the edge and pull her back again until the end and see if she can survive it,” I grin.
“Mm. I like the idea of that. Do you mind if we tease you until you scream, baby bird?” Kaz asks in a husky whisper. He pulls her panties to the side and positions himself between her legs so that his cock is pressing against her entrance.
“I-I…oh,” she cries out as he thrusts into her.
I watch his cock push her pussy open and slide inside her. My cock throbs and pulses with pleasure, imaging with it feels like and desperately wanting the same thing. I stand up and walk over to the sofa, standing over her to get a better view.
Behind us, Ben and Joseph arrive, and I hear Ben groaning in pleasure.
“Fuck, yes, that is exactly the kind of dessert I want, too,” he declares.
