Page 107 of Blissful Devotion

Kat stands without moving, and I fucking love how trusting she is, the way she’s so easily fallen into the role we all need.

I guide one of her hands to the armrest of the office chair Des is in, then walk around her and do the same with the other.

“Hi.” Des’s voice is deep and hungry.

“Hi,” she answers with a soft chuckle, but the sound is slightly off, breathless in a way that tells me she’s also affected by this.

I move to stand behind her, enjoying the view for a moment before I reach out, running a hand down the ropes of her harness before moving to the bare skin of her back and down to her ass.

Fuck, I’ve never seen a woman more perfect, more beautiful, inside and out.

“Keep your eyes on Des.” I let my hand drop to unbutton my pants. The sound of the zipper is much too loud in the now quiet room. Releasing my cock from my jeans is an actual relief, but I groan in pleasure when I move forward and brush against her ass.

I lean in, licking the shell of her ear before I move down her neck. “Don’t let go of the chair, sweetheart.” My cock slides between her legs, the warmth of her pussy calling to me.

Gripping my cock, I press up against the thin layer of lace that separates us and fuck me, is she wet. Kat’s breath catches, and she pushes up on her tiptoes for a moment before sinking back down.

After a second, I release my cock and pull her lacy underwear to the side before I run two fingers up her pussy, coating my fingers in her wetness before I move to her clit.

She jerks again on her tiptoes, nearly standing. I press my free hand to the center of her back as a broken cry is ripped from her throat. I can’t see her face, but I know it’s beautiful with the way Des is watching her.

“I told you not to let go of the arms, love. Next time I’ll stop, and we’ll be done.”

Her answering whimper makes my cock throb, and as much as I’d love to keep teasing her, I fear I won’t last long right now.

Next time we can draw it out; something tells me Des won’t mind.

I pull away, wrapping my fingers that shine with her wetness around my cock, ensuring it’s covered not only to slip in easier but because I fucking love knowing it’s her juices—that I did this to her.

“Care to help her keep quiet, Des?” I ask as I notch my cock at her entrance, the tip of my cock right there, but not nearly enough.

“Fuck yeah.”

I slam into her the same time he leans in, pressing his lips to hers, his fingers tangling up in her hair as he devours her and eats up her scream.

“Fucking hell,” I groan as her pussy grips me, nearly making me come on the spot. I go still, waiting for her to relax as I get myself under control.

I watch Des as he kisses her before she makes a noise that has him pulling away, his fingers in her hair guiding her head back.

“What was that, baby?” he asks, but the way his eyes shine makes me think he knows exactly what she said.

“Ple-please fuck me…” she begs, panting and sounding wrecked.

Perfect.

I grip her hip with one hand and the main knot of her harness with the other before I pull back, almost all the way out, only to slam all the way back in.

Her eyes screw shut, and her mouth falls open before Des takes her mouth back to his, and it’s all I can do to stop from fucking into her like a madman, though the pace I set isn’t much better.

“She’s so fucking close,” I tell Des, not sure if I’m bragging or just sharing.

He pulls away, resting her head on his shoulder. Her whines and moans only push me to move faster.

Fuck, I’m not much better, and the thought of filling her again, knowing I could be the next one to get her pregnant.

Nope, I shake the thought off, knowing I’ll only make myself closer to coming like that.

I feel Des a second later, his fingers working her clit. Her back arches, and I feel her tighten around me nearly there.