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rolled through Courtney’s body. Her breath came fast, yet wasn’t enough to fill her lungs.
Robyn leaned across the console, and Courtney caught her scent—sweet, expensive, a hint of vanilla. Courtney favored scented body lotions instead. She’d never asked if Seth wanted something more exotic.
“My, my, my,” Robyn whispered, waving a hand over his shorts like a magic wand. She laid her palm over him, her hand and fingers not quite managing to cover his full length. “He’s bigger than a mouthful, I’ll say that much.”
Courtney laughed, a nervous edge to it. Another woman was touching her husband’s cock through his clothing. The sight was mind-boggling. A little terrifying. “Keep your eyes on the road, sweetie. We don’t want an accident.”
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He didn’t say a word, but shifted his legs, widening the distance between his knees, the car on cruise control.
Robyn changed direction and set her fingers down in his groin, caressing his balls. Courtney heard him suck in a breath.
“Does Robyn’s hand on me make you hot, baby?”
Both of them looked at her, Robyn, up close and personal, Seth in the mirror. Courtney was horribly, terribly wet between her legs. A tad jealous, yet thrilled at the same time, the conflicting emotions adding to her excitement. She wanted her hand down between his legs, too. She wanted to feel what Robyn felt, the throb of blood through his cock, the tightening of his testicles. “Yes,” she managed.
“She’s squeezing me, rubbing her finger just below my nuts.” Seth squirmed. Courtney wanted to put her hand on her own pussy. Rub herself. Test her wetness. The sight set her ears roaring, her blood pressure rising. Another woman was touching her husband.
And he liked it. Did he like it too much?
“How does Seth feel when he’s inside you?” Robyn’s voice was gentle, as light and seductive as the image of her hand on Seth. Courtney’s breath felt trapped in her chest, same as it did in the moment Seth entered her, the expectation, the need. “I’m so full, and he touches this spot—”
“Your G-spot.”
“It’s the most incredible feeling.” Died and gone to heaven.
“Does he like fast or slow?”
“Both. Sometimes, I like it slow, right over that spot.” Courtney found herself mesmerized by the slight, rhythmic caress of Robyn’s hand over the bulge of Seth’s shorts.
“Do you cry out when he makes you come, Courtney?”
“She screams,” Seth said, his voice harsh. “The sounds she makes are so damn hot.”
“You like it when I make all that noise?” When the girls weren’t home, she let herself go.
He grabbed her gaze in the mirror. “I fucking love it.”
Wow. He loved it. She was always a bit embarrassed.
“How does Courtney’s pussy feel, Seth?”
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Three’s A Crowd
“Warm. Soft. Her contractions when she climaxes milk the come from me.”
“Thoughts of fucking you have made him so hard, Courtney.”
A spot of pre-come marred his shorts. “That’s you stroking him,” she whispered.
“No,” Robyn answered in a reverent voice. “It was when he started talking about the love sounds you make, the luscious feel of your pussy around him.”
Courtney bit her lip. She could have climbed in his lap and ridden him right this minute. She was so wet, he would slide into her like room-warmed butter. Robyn was seducing them both. Courtney wanted more. “I love the taste of his come.”
“Tell me,” Robyn urged.
“Salty. But sweet, too. Like he’s been eating pineapples and oranges. I love the aftertaste of it. I love the way he pulses in my mouth when I’m sucking him.”
Seth groaned, pushed back in his seat, stretched his legs, his hands clamped on the wheel.
Robyn’s hand was on his cock, but it was Courtney’s words that drove him higher. She felt that deep in her belly.
“How does Courtney taste?”
“Fucking sweet. She gets so goddamn wet, her juice covers my face.”
Seth didn’t
Robyn leaned across the console, and Courtney caught her scent—sweet, expensive, a hint of vanilla. Courtney favored scented body lotions instead. She’d never asked if Seth wanted something more exotic.
“My, my, my,” Robyn whispered, waving a hand over his shorts like a magic wand. She laid her palm over him, her hand and fingers not quite managing to cover his full length. “He’s bigger than a mouthful, I’ll say that much.”
Courtney laughed, a nervous edge to it. Another woman was touching her husband’s cock through his clothing. The sight was mind-boggling. A little terrifying. “Keep your eyes on the road, sweetie. We don’t want an accident.”
48
Three’s A Crowd
He didn’t say a word, but shifted his legs, widening the distance between his knees, the car on cruise control.
Robyn changed direction and set her fingers down in his groin, caressing his balls. Courtney heard him suck in a breath.
“Does Robyn’s hand on me make you hot, baby?”
Both of them looked at her, Robyn, up close and personal, Seth in the mirror. Courtney was horribly, terribly wet between her legs. A tad jealous, yet thrilled at the same time, the conflicting emotions adding to her excitement. She wanted her hand down between his legs, too. She wanted to feel what Robyn felt, the throb of blood through his cock, the tightening of his testicles. “Yes,” she managed.
“She’s squeezing me, rubbing her finger just below my nuts.” Seth squirmed. Courtney wanted to put her hand on her own pussy. Rub herself. Test her wetness. The sight set her ears roaring, her blood pressure rising. Another woman was touching her husband.
And he liked it. Did he like it too much?
“How does Seth feel when he’s inside you?” Robyn’s voice was gentle, as light and seductive as the image of her hand on Seth. Courtney’s breath felt trapped in her chest, same as it did in the moment Seth entered her, the expectation, the need. “I’m so full, and he touches this spot—”
“Your G-spot.”
“It’s the most incredible feeling.” Died and gone to heaven.
“Does he like fast or slow?”
“Both. Sometimes, I like it slow, right over that spot.” Courtney found herself mesmerized by the slight, rhythmic caress of Robyn’s hand over the bulge of Seth’s shorts.
“Do you cry out when he makes you come, Courtney?”
“She screams,” Seth said, his voice harsh. “The sounds she makes are so damn hot.”
“You like it when I make all that noise?” When the girls weren’t home, she let herself go.
He grabbed her gaze in the mirror. “I fucking love it.”
Wow. He loved it. She was always a bit embarrassed.
“How does Courtney’s pussy feel, Seth?”
49
Three’s A Crowd
“Warm. Soft. Her contractions when she climaxes milk the come from me.”
“Thoughts of fucking you have made him so hard, Courtney.”
A spot of pre-come marred his shorts. “That’s you stroking him,” she whispered.
“No,” Robyn answered in a reverent voice. “It was when he started talking about the love sounds you make, the luscious feel of your pussy around him.”
Courtney bit her lip. She could have climbed in his lap and ridden him right this minute. She was so wet, he would slide into her like room-warmed butter. Robyn was seducing them both. Courtney wanted more. “I love the taste of his come.”
“Tell me,” Robyn urged.
“Salty. But sweet, too. Like he’s been eating pineapples and oranges. I love the aftertaste of it. I love the way he pulses in my mouth when I’m sucking him.”
Seth groaned, pushed back in his seat, stretched his legs, his hands clamped on the wheel.
Robyn’s hand was on his cock, but it was Courtney’s words that drove him higher. She felt that deep in her belly.
“How does Courtney taste?”
“Fucking sweet. She gets so goddamn wet, her juice covers my face.”
Seth didn’t
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