Page 153 of Indecent Obsession
“One more and then you’ll be satisfied. Won’t you, trouble?” Wyatt pulls out and thrusts back in.
One more and I’ll be even more like putty in their arms, but I’m definitely here for it.
Drew
Sara’s magnificent. As Finn steps up, she parts her red lips for him. Then she’s filled with cocks. She takes it so well. At some point I hope to be part of that, but I’m still an outsider to these guys.
They trust me enough to fuck their girl but they don’t know me. We don’t have an established friendship but we’ll get there. I’ve spit roasted her with the others, but nothing as intimate as double penetration.
From the look on Sara’s face, she loves every minute of it. Or is it the men? That’s the one thing I know I’m behind on. Her feelings for them have been growing since she was young. First friendship and then infatuation. She could be in love with them.
Not me though. I’m new and different. We’re still getting to know each other. She probably still feels like I have one foot out the door. But that couldn’t be further from the truth.
Her moans and sighs of pleasure fill the room. They talk her through it. Praising her, making her feel like the princess she is. And later, in her room, I’ll make her feel like the filthy slut she longs to be.
Only Dante could hold Sara in that position, lifting her to fuck her ass. They took it easier on her than I thought they would, but they don’t see her as a sex toy to do with what they want. They still see Sara.
She cries out in ecstasy as she comes, writhing in their arms. Fucking gorgeous. They aren’t done with her yet though.
Fuck, no. They find a rhythm, fucking in and out of her as she strains between them. Their bodies glisten in the bedroom light. It’s living art, and when the exhibit is over, I’ll take her back to her room and make her mine again.
Finn groans as he pushes deep into her throat, making her take every inch as he comes. Her throat works to swallow every last drop and her eyes never leave his. He draws away.
“Good girl, flower.” His lips take hers and she moans into his mouth.
Dante has to be drenched in her cum at this point. But he and Wyatt continue fucking her. She’ll be sore after them, but I’ll take care of her. And tomorrow night, she’ll be mine at the fundraiser.
Mine to show off. Mine to kiss. Mine to find places to fuck where no one will know.
Finn draws away from her and she turns her dazed gaze on Wyatt. He pinches her nipple and leans in to take her mouth, thrusting in hard against her.
Finn walks over, not seemingly worried that he’s naked as he leans against the wall next to me to watch them. There’s still this intensity between Wyatt and her that the others don’t have. I’d love to watch him teach her how he plays.
“How was the show?” Finn smirks.
“It’s not over yet.” I lean back and put my hands over my stomach. “Did you enjoy your performance?”
Smiling, he runs his hand through his hair. “I love having Sara however I can, and sharing her is some next-level shit.”
“I’m sure,” I say as Sara writhes between them again. The noises rising from her are a beautiful symphony.
“Fair warning, man. I’m going to creep in and fuck our girl in the middle of the night while she’s sleeping.” He rubs his fingers over his lips and gives me a glance. “I don’t mind sharing, if you want.”
“Maybe.”
Finn is an interesting guy. He was just as much of a man whore as I was. I don’t know if he’s reformed or just on pause until they finish with Sara.
She leans back against Dante. Her pupils dilated. Her body flushed pink. The classic updo from dinner hangs around her shoulders in tangles. Makeup streaks down her face. Sweat makes her skin glisten.
She’s never been more beautiful.
They strain together, the three of them, and she keens her release as they follow her. Frozen in surrender to the passion between them. I could be jealous, but fuck, these guys could have had her for years. And she wants me.
Wyatt is the first to step back and Dante lifts her off him. She’s unsteady on her feet. When Wyatt catches her, she blinks up at him like she’s in a sex daze, which is quite possible.
Standing, I walk over to them as Dante rises.
“I’ll take her from here, boys.” With a smile, I reach out to her.
