“Good girl,” Des says with a grunt as he thrusts up into her, making her gasp, her teeth finally releasing her abused lower lip so that it falls open in the most perfect littleothat leaves my cock begging to fill it for her.
I watch his eyes narrow, and I’m sure he just had the same thought as he moves his hand back to cup the back of her head as he presses forward, sealing his lips to hers, making her eyes fall closed again as she melts into him, her hips still grinding down on his lap.
Until this very second, I’d never really much understood Alex’s love of watching; it seemed silly, like watching a routine at a club or a porno, fun but not as alluring as actually fucking someone.
This is different, though, because I honest to god might finish without ever touching her or seeing more than a brief flash of her ass, like a fucking virgin with his first taste of a woman, minus the taste.
Desmond pulls back, leaving Kat panting, the most adorable little whine falling from her lips at the loss of contact that leaves him smiling like a fool. He presses a kiss to her cheek before moving down her throat. Kat lets her head fall to the side, giving him full access to her in every way he wants.
So fucking trusting and responsive, no wonder they can’t get enough of her. She’s perfect.
“She also loves to be watched,” Des says, his eyes cutting up to meet mine even as he continues to bite and suck on her neck.
“Don’t you, beautiful?” he asks Kat with just a bit of steel in his voice.
“Yes,” Kat cries, giving a nod, and I can hear how close she is from the way her voice trembles around that one word.
Desmond pulls back enough to press his lips to her ear, but this time, whatever he says is just for her. If I weren’t so distracted, I probably could have heard, but I’d been too focused on the sound of her labored breathing and the little moans that keep falling from her like pieces of candy I can’t wait to devour.
His hand falls back to her hip, lifting her up to slam her back down on his cock, and this time she doesn’t bite her lip. Her mouth falls open as her head falls back nearly boneless as he fucks up into her, and her gaze catches mine. The sound of their skin smacking together fills the room, and I swear I can see her orgasm as it builds, her eyes never leaving mine.
I’m a weak man; this beautiful little tornado who came in and destroyed everything for all of us has me in a fucking chokehold, and I’m not sure she wants me past this moment, but I’ll take what I can get.
I’m no Lawson, but I’m also no saint, and I only have so much fight in me.
I drop my hand into my lap and get the immense pleasure of being her sole focus as her eyes track the movement.
The table hides so much of her from me that I know she has no idea what I’m doing. Her brows pull down in a frown, but with the way Des is fucking her, she isn’t able to do or say anything more than that.
Without warning, Des pushes up from the chair. It clatters to the floor behind him, but it’s quickly forgotten as he lays Kat down onto the table as he continues to fuck into her.
I still can’t see much, but the milky white of her long legs wrap around his waist; that fucking shirt is covering her no doubt delicious pussy, but I hear how fucking wet she is, and I can’t help but imagine that’s for me, from me watching her.
My own release barrels toward me faster than ever before, and I might find it embarrassing in another situation. Still, right now, all I can think about is how this beautiful woman is about to come right before my eyes, and I want to come with her.
Des thrusts into her harder, faster, and I watch as she struggles to keep her eyes open until her orgasm hits her like a fucking truck. Her back arches off the table, breath catching as her hands reach for Des, her nails biting into his arms, and her eyes get heavy.
Fuck.
I grip myself through my slacks, and that is all it takes.
Des follows, pumping her full of cum before he collapses forward, bracing his hands on the table on either side of her head, peppering her with kisses anywhere and everywhere he can, making her smile a lazy, happy smile that is almost just as sexy as her face when she fell apart.
Nobody speaks. After a moment, Des huffs a sigh, wrapping his arms around Kat and pulling them both off the table to stand where the chair had been a few moments ago.
He tucks himself back into his pants and presses a kiss to her forehead before looking back up at me.
“I forgot I’m supposed to go and finalize all the travel plans with Dad, so I’m gonna go do that. You can get her back to bed, right?” He’s already moving away, a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Wait, what?” Kat looks from him to me and back to him with shock clear on her face, but that doesn’t stop Des, and the next second, he’s gone.
Motherfucker.
And here I thought his plan was to make me watch him fuck her; I should have known it was more than that.
We stand in silence, Kat’s gaze fixed on where Des disappeared a moment ago.
“Let’s get you back to bed, Little Beauty.” I hate how easily that nickname slips from my lips, but I can’t take it back now, and I love that, despite just watching Des fuck her, that name makes her cheeks darken.
