“You laugh, but it’s true.I hated him because I knew he was going to claim your virginity before I ever had a chance.”I rub my hands over his cheeks.He turns his head and kisses my palms before adding, “Being Joe’s best friend, and given the complicated Syndicate politics, I was painfully aware that Serena DiLorenzo was off-limits.But that never stopped me from craving you.”
I answer him in the only way his statement deserves.I pull his head down and claim his lips.Shelby quickly assumes control, his tongue entangling with mine, his fingers tangling in my hair.For a few hot moments, we forget the world around us and taste each other.
When we come up for air, I offer, “Well, Mr.Useless Jerk was awful in bed.”My husband’s raised eyebrow makes my heart beat faster.“He didn’t know what he was doing, and he never touched my ass.”
“Fuck,álainn!You’ll be the death of me,” Shelby replies with a belly-laugh.And his reaction is exactly what I was hoping for.Then, he makes my whole dream come true with a whispered promise.“I’ll own that part of you soon, but you need preparation for that.”He takes a couple of steps back and scans me from head to toes like an artist studying a model he’s about to paint.“When you fantasized about me, did you masturbate too?Did you touch your sweet pussy, imagining my hands and mouth on you?”
My sex vibrates at his dirty words, hot liquid pooling deep inside me.“I did,” I confess, breathless.
“Will you show me how you did that?”
“Now?Here?”I glance around the open terrace as if realizing just now that we’re standing under the sky instead of the privacy of our bedroom.
“Look around, pet.”And we’re back to our wicked role-playing.“This is the tallest building for miles.There’s nobody who can see us.”
“Your guards?”
“They know better.If we’re doing this, we do it right.Take your bottoms off.Leave the blouse and the high heels on.”
I unzip the Armani jeans, sliding them down my legs with the silk panties.The cool breeze creates goosebumps on my naked skin.But it’s the anticipation that makes my heart beat in my throat.
He stalks to the cushioned couch at the edge of the terrace, where the building’s modern design creates a perfect one-hundred-eighty-degree curve.He positions the three-seat sofa so that the glass facade becomes our witness.
Kneeling at one side, he commands, “Get on here.I want to see you from all angles.”
I obey.Glancing over his shoulder, I see what my demanding husband sees.My body is reflected at me from a dozen angles.My pale skin against the dark fabric of the blouse, hair spread across the cushion like spilled ink.My raised knees shield my throbbing sex.
“Spread your thighs, pet.Let me see your gorgeous pussy.Look at me,” he whispers as he begins to stroke his length, his eyes never leaving mine.“Now, play with yourself like you used to.Tell me about your fantasies.”
I cup my bare folds, stroking my clitoris, rolling my eyes.But I hesitate to speak, unable to find the right words.All this dirty talking and these dark fantasies are new to me.
Reading me like a fucking book, Shelby suggests, “Describe what you feel as you think about my mouth on you.”
Rubbing myself, eyes locked on his, I whisper, “My blood rushes, my skin heats up.It gets harder to breathe.”
“That’s right, pet.Keep going,” he moans as he matches each caress with one of his own.
His cock grows and throbs in tandem with my pussy.It’s fascinating.I couldn’t take my eyes off him even if he ordered me to.
And he doesn’t.
I swallow hard to ease my parched throat.“I used to imagine your cock filling me as you fucked me against a wall.”I insert two fingers inside myself, shutting my eyes to control the orgasm looming.
“Eyes on me,” he orders.When I comply, he adds, “You may come as many times as you want.”
I allow the first wave to crash over me, shuddering and moaning under the power of my release.
Shelby fists his hand around his cock, stroking faster.He licks his lower lip.“See what you do to me?You’re the only one who makes me feel this way.I could come just watching your pussy swallow your fingers.”
The idea is hot, decadent, and all-consuming.Now, I want this as much as I want my next breath.
“Please, do it, sir,” I beg.
His movements become frantic, and I mirror them on my own body.We groan, eyes still locked, as our bodies tremble.
“Shelby,” I wail as wave after wave of pleasure numb my senses.
“Serena,” he grunts back, spilling his load.The hot jets land on my clit when we climax together.
