“Gorgeous girl, you aren’t interrupting anything. Come here.”
At my words, she moved forward, arms dropping to her sides, and I watched as her breasts swayed with each step in our direction. Katia was a temptress. She knew exactly what she was doing and how to get what she wanted.
The moment she stood in front of me, I placed a hand on her hip. Her skin was so warm to the touch, and she melted into the contact. “Such a good fucking girl,” I praised before I pulled her into my lap.
Her arms looped around my neck as her mouth sealed over mine. Caleb’s hand squeezed mine, and it wasn’t like I needed the reminder that he was there. He was impossible to forget. He wanted to make this woman ours, and while that seemed to be something we were both okay with, that needed to be discussed further. The problem was making sure that the ephemeral creature before us didn’t disappear before that conversation could happen.
Chapter Ten
Caleb
Watching Katia and Dominic together wasn’t enough. It was one of the most beautiful things I’d ever seen and, now more than ever, I was thankful that this siren had brought me to my knees.
Letting go of my husband’s hand was like untying an impossible knot. We were so intertwined that we never wanted to let each other go. But as I stood behind the gorgeous woman that sat on top of Dom, it was like we’d made a brand new connection. One that seemed stronger and required more understanding.
I pushed Katia’s long blonde hair over her shoulder, kissing the base of her neck before moving down her spine. She sighed against Dom as I continued to kiss down her back. By the time I’d reached the swell of her ass, she’d become a squirming, whining mess in Dominic’s lap.
My husband wasn’t completely unaffected. I could see his cock pressing into the cleft of her pussy, engorged once more as the woman continued to grind against it. It wouldn’t take much, as she was sitting at the perfect angle for her to sink down over his length. Though now I wanted to see it. Wanted to watch as my husband fucked Katia again.
When I reached beneath them and readjusted Dom’s cock so that it perfectly aligned with Katia’s entrance, they both groaned, knowing what I wanted. Katia wasted no time in sinking down, and I watched as my husband’s dick vanished into her warm, wet cunt.
Katia rocked on Dominic’s lap, and my eyes remained glued to the sight of my husband’s cock sliding in and out of her. But sitting there and watching wasn’t the only thing I wanted to do. Now that I’d had a taste of her, I needed more.
I wasn’t as well-versed in women as my husband, but Katia seemed like she was an open book. She hadn’t objected to anything we’d done so far. Since I was already at her ass, I leaned forward and ran my tongue across her tight, puckered hole. A gasp filled the room, but when I wasn’t asked to stop, I kept going, pushing my tongue against the ring over and over again and taking note of the difference in flavor.
While Dom was salty and musky, Katia had a sweeter edge to her. I was instantly hooked and shoved my face further into her ass to seek out more of the taste.
Dom cursed because as I dove in more, my chin bumped against the base of his cock as it pushed inside of Katia. I was famished for her flavor, and with the sounds she was making,she was loving it. Maybe it was a combination of the sensations of the cock in her pussy and my tongue up her ass, but she was crying out her pleasure as Dom and I continued our relentless attack on her.
“Caleb. Fuck, sweet boy. Slow down.”
I pulled back for only a moment. If Katia needed anything, I’d give it to her.
“What is it?” I asked, wiping the excess drool from my face.
She chuckled softly as she continued to rock in Dom’s lap. The way the woman couldn’t stop moving and seeking her own pleasure was entrancing.
“Liubymiy, I need you inside. Need to feel you just as much as I feel your sweet husband.”
My cock jolted at the idea. She surely didn’t mean we both needed to be inside her pussy. I knew it was possible, but I couldn’t wrap my mind around how to make it work.
“Are you sure?”
“Mmmhm,” she hummed.
I stood once more and looked over her shoulder at Dom. His eyes were completely glazed over with lust and need. No words needed to be exchanged between us— he knew the question I needed to ask without me having to say a thing.
“Sweet, precious girl. How do you want him? Do you want him with me in this sweet little pussy? Or do you want him in that tight little ass of yours?” Dom’s question was growled low next to her ear.
Katia whined again, rocking her hips even faster. It didn’t dissuade Dom at all from making her tell us what she wanted.
“Come on, Katia. Be a good little fuck doll and tell us what you want. We can’t read your mind. If you want something, you have to tell us.”
I wasn’t a stranger to my husband’s dirty talk. He used it with me often. Listening to him use it on someone else lit a fire in me that had me turning into a pile of ash on the floor.
“Ass,” she finally sighed. I had a feeling that would be her answer after I’d spent several minutes eating her out.
I knew how to handle anal sex. Hell, I knew how to handle all the sex now, apparently. Call me a sexual pro.
