“Hey.” Mac snapped his fingers. “I didn’t say you could touch him yet.”
She batted her eyelashes. “So sorry.”
Jessica giggled. “Master, may we touch?” All three naked now, Jessica rubbed herself against Stamos like a cat. “I want to kiss him while Dani pinches and licks his nipples.”
“You have my permission,” Mac said solemnly.
The ladies went for the gusto. It was a sexy sight, and he was fine with Dani sucking on the man’s turgid nipples, making him moan loudly into his wife’s mouth. Mac just didn’t want Dani kissing him.
“Make him sit,” Mac ordered.
They pushed him down onto the edge of the bed. His cock rose straight up, the crown plum-colored.
“May I touch his cock, Master?” Jessica no longer giggled, her voice breathless, her nipples hard. She hung on to her husband’s thigh, squeezing, her nails bright red against his swarthy Mediterranean flesh tones.
“Stroke him.”
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They didn’t need Dani at all right then. Mac started to believe he’d misjudged their relationship, not your basic younger-woman-using-older-rich-dude gig. They were into each other as much as the kink.
Dani rose, crossing the room. Mac’s heart rolled over at her long-legged glide, muscles defined, graceful, like a pedigreed mare. Grabbing her purse, she extracted a bottle and some packets. Tossing the condoms on the coffee table in front of him like a challenge, she winked. He almost reached out to haul her down on the couch beside him, but he was enjoying the sexy tease too much to stop it.
He wasn’t sure how he’d feel when they got down to the actual sex. Maybe he wouldn’t give his permission. The thought of Dani’s lips sliding over Spryo’s cock . . . It roused things in him, equal parts jealousy and desire, triumph and need.
He wanted to see how it all played out. How much he could take. How much he could give.
“I think we need this,” Dani said, dropping fluidly to her knees beside the couple. Opening the bottle, she poured lube over the head of Stamos’s cock. “It tastes good, too.”
“Do not taste until I say so,” Mac commanded.
Jessica made an affirming noise as she spread the lube over her husband’s shaft and balls, stroking, squeezing, rubbing. The guy was hairy between the legs, too; they both were. Only Dani was trimmed, the lips of her pussy plump.
“You love the way your wife strokes you, don’t you, Spryo?” Dani murmured, her tone so hot, sexy, seductive, it burrowed beneath Mac’s skin.
“Holy mother, yes.” Stamos gave a deep laugh and cracked one eye open.
“Sometimes we play Daddy and his naughty little girl.”
Jessica laughed, her eyes sparkling, and she leaned in to kiss the prominent bump of his big nose. “I know how to jerk off my daddy better than anyone.”
Now, that was kinky. Different strokes. Mac had to admit, though, just watching them had him hard in his pants. It had something to do with how good they were together.
“May Dani try?” Jessica asked in a high, childlike voice. Then there was the Dani effect on him, of course. Mac blinked, and, behind his lids, he saw her between his legs, taking his 41
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cock in her mouth. His hips almost surged.
He wasn’t like Kern, not a true voyeur, getting off only on the watching, but he needed to see her lips devouring hard, male flesh. He wanted to see a man’s face as she took his cock deep down her throat, hear the groans Stamos would make. Almost as a prelude to things Mac would make her do to him.
“Suck him, Dani.” His voice came out low, harsh, needy. Dani looked at him, one second, two; then a smile grew on her luscious lips. She knew what he really wanted.
What he would have before the night was over.
“Is that all right with you, Jessica?” she asked. Mac realized there was an etiquette to doing another woman’s husband.
Jessica’s breath puffed, her eyes wide; then she bit her lip. “Yes. Please. I want to hold him while you suck him.”
Mac could understand men sharing. But women? He hadn’t thought they were built like that. Obviously, he was wrong. A light glowed in Jessica’s eyes as she fisted her husband’s penis in her hand, and Dani bent to take the plum of his cock between her lips. She tongued the slit at the tip, and Mac could swear his own dick jerked as if she’d licked him.
“How does that feel, Big Daddy?” Jessica whispered.
“Oh baby, that’s so good. Not as good as you, though.”
“Suck hard on his crown,” Jessica directed. “He loves that.”
Dani enveloped Stamos. His face tensed. He sucked in a breath. Christ, it was hot, watching her cheeks flex, the bob of her head. Mac could actually feel it. Stamos moaned. Still holding his cock in a tight grip, Jessica gathered Dani’s thick, curling hair in her other hand and pulled it to one side for Stamos to see his own cock disappearing between Dani’s lips. Mac could see, too. His sight narrowed to that big cock in her mouth, and his heart pumped hard in his chest.
“DADDY, YOUR COCK IS SO BEAUTIFUL IN HER MOUTH. SHE CAN hardly take it all, you’re so thick and magnificent.”
Jessica talked, crooned, enthused, egged her husband on. Dani slid Spryo deep into her mouth until she left lipstick prints on Jessica’s fingers where she gripped him. He was big, thick, and tasted good. Some men didn’t. Spryo was sweet, as if he’d been eating fruit. 42
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Dani tipped her head slightly. Just enough to see Mac. Her heart clamored against her ribs. He slouched on the couch, eyelids at half-mast, hands clasped over his abdomen, eyes meeting hers in a blaze of heat. Despite his seemingly relaxed posture, his cock tented his trousers, his gaze avid as she glided slowly back up Spryo’s thick penis to circle the tip with her tongue.
Her breath felt shallow, her blood hot. Jessica’s flow of dirty talk and admiration, the vibrations in Spryo’s belly as he moaned, and Mac’s hot gaze set her skin on fire.
This was what she needed, her man—even if he was hers only until the morning—watching her perform, getting hard, wanting her. God, yes, Mac wanted her. His heat sizzled across the brief distance between them.
She sucked Spryo harder for good measure, showing Mac exactly what she could do for him. What she was dying to do for him. Every lick of her tongue was a promise.
All he had to do was ask for it.
“Take your hand away, baby.” Spryo grunted, surged, drove himself deeper into Dani’s mouth. “Make her deep-throat me.”
Jessica pushed on the back of Dani’s head. She took him to the back of her throat, relaxed her muscles, and he slid deeper. Spryo arched. “Shit, shit, baby, have her teach you how to do that.”
Jessica held her down a moment longer, then gently pulled on her hair.
“Show me,” she begged, her voice rough, unlike the little-girl tones she’d been using.
Stroking Spryo’s cock with one hand, Dani tipped her head back, running her fingers down her throat. “When he’s deep, relax the muscles along here and slip him a little farther.”
“Oh yes, Daddy, I can do it.”
The daddy-daughter scenario was common, especially with their age difference. It excited them both, and in Dani’s line of work, that was what counted. Whatever it took to get them hot and bothered. It was no kinkier than playing exhibitionist to Kern’s voyeur and taking money for sex. This time, she held Jessica’s hair out of the way as the woman went down on her husband.
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They’d stopped asking Mac for permission, and he hadn’t complained. Dani crooked her finger at him. He rose, stalked slowly to stand in front of them, towering above, hands on hips.
His sex perfumed the air.
Gazing up at him, hol
ding him captive with just a look, she whispered to Jessica, “Suck his crown hard, stroking your fingers just below the ridge.”
She didn’t care if Jessica followed instructions or not. Mac would know that was how she’d do him. His pulse beat fast at his throat.
“Slide down,” she murmured, “all the way. Then back up, your teeth grazing his flesh.”
“Baby, baby, baby,” Spryo muttered.
Mac put his hand to the front of his slacks. Beneath the material, she was sure he rivaled Spryo’s size.
“Now take him again,” she told Jessica. “As far as you can without gagging, and stop.”
Spryo made a guttural sound. “Ahhh.”
Dani never looked, concentrating on Mac. His chest rose and fell with deep breaths, as if he barely held on to his control.
“Now, relax, honey,” Dani cajoled. “Relax and ease him a little deeper. Take a bit more. Until you feel the pulse in his cock at the back of your throat.”
“Baby, oh baby.” Spryo’s hand joined hers on the back of Jessica’s head.
“You’re my only baby.”
Mac slowly reached out to push his fingers through Dani’s hair. “Put your hand on me.”
It wasn’t a demand. His eyes burned, his skin flushed, and the muscles of his thighs flexed and bunched. He begged.
Dani cupped him through his pants. With the sound of Jessica’s mouth slipsliding over her husband’s cock and Spryo’s moans filling the hotel room, Dani savored Mac’s girth against her palm.
She closed her eyes and imagined him in her mouth, driving deep inside her, then opened her eyes to find her thoughts mirrored in his gaze. Spryo flopped back on the bed. “Don’t make me come yet, baby doll, please, please.”
Dani had forgotten her job, lost herself in the moment. “Stop, Jessica.” Her voice cracked on the woman’s name.
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Jessica raised her head, her lipstick gone, her mouth moist with Spryo’s precome. “Oh, that was so good. He’s never made noises like that before. I could even hear them deep in his belly.”
Most women would have found it unsettling. They wanted to think they were perfect. Dani actually admired Jessica for wanting to do something better for her husband. Or for at least making lessons out of their play. Kneeling beside him, his thick thighs separating them, Spryo’s wife reached out to cup Dani’s breast, flicking the nipple with her thumbnail. A jolt of sensation shot down between Dani’s legs. She didn’t do women, but the unexpectedness of it was shockingly good.
“Teach me,” Jessica said, low and husky, “to fuck Big Daddy the way a courtesan would.” She glanced up at Mac. “Please, Master, may Daddy fuck Dani so I can watch and learn?”
Dani met Mac’s eyes and lost her breath. A rush of moisture creamed her. The scent of her own arousal rose up.
“Yeah,” he whispered, his gaze dark, hot, intense, “I want to watch that big cock fuck you.” He grabbed her chin. “And then you’re mine.”
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JESSICA’S RED NAILS AGAINST THE CREAMINESS OF DANI’S BREAST was like a work of art. Mac’s blood rushed to both heads at once, his cock throbbing, his brain on sensory overload.
Yeah, Mac was thinking totally with his dick now, and he wanted, needed, everything, whether Dani was doing it to him, Stamos, or even Jessica. He didn’t merely understand what Kern must have felt all the times he’d watched. Capturing her chin, feeling her skin, holding her gaze, Mac lived it, breathed it, had to have what Kern had had.
“Fuck him for me,” he whispered to her.
She parted her lips, but only nodded.
Jessica bounced to her feet, breasts bobbing. “Oh, Daddy, this is going to be so fun.” She grabbed a condom from the table where Dani had thrown several packets. “How will we do her?”
Mac knew exactly what he wanted. “Dani will ride.”
“Ooh,” Jessica enthused.
Stamos grinned. “I like a decisive man. I’m at your disposal for however you wish your lady to take advantage of my body.”
“May I put on the condom, Master?” Jessica held it up, fluttering her eyelashes.
She was definitely into authority figures: Big Daddy, Master. Whatever. “Yes, you may.” He helped Dani to her feet. Without shoes, she felt petite next to him, her scent rising to tantalize: apples, powder, and arousal. Jessica clambered onto the bed beside Stamos, positioning him, pushing him flat. “Oh Daddy,” she murmured, stroking a finger across the tip of his cock, then carrying the bead of pre-come to her lips. She sucked her finger clean. “I love how you taste, Big Daddy.” Then she leaned down and Mac thought he heard her whisper, “You need to taste it, too.”
The kiss she gave him was extraordinarily sweet. It wasn’t a married couple’s kiss, but a long, luscious melding of lips, sharing the taste, from her tongue to his, savoring. Now, this was voyeuristic, stepping into a moment that was between only them. The sight started a burn in his chest. Jessica pulled back, rubbed her nose along his cheek. “I love you, Daddy.”
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The gentle look, the tender sound, it couldn’t be faked. By God, she really loved him. She could watch him fuck another woman, beg for it, yet somehow make it all about the two of them. Like a present she was giving him. He looked down to find Dani staring at the couple. That was how it had been with Kern. It didn’t matter who was fucking whom; it was all about the unspoken connection.
He was so damn envious, his guts ached.
He had to make this about him, with Dani. Cupping her cheek, he wanted to kiss her, badly, yet the moment wasn’t right. He would feel when it was right, when he would touch her in a way she’d never forget. When she would be marked like a wild animal marks his mate.
Jessica huddled over Spryo’s cock, caressing as she rolled on the condom. Mac lifted Dani beneath the armpits and set her on the bed. She came down on her knees.
“Straddle him,” he told her. “I want to see his cock slide inside you.”
He did not remove his clothes or shoes. He didn’t even unbutton his shirt. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed, crossing an ankle over his knee, and leaned back against the headboard to watch. Dani spread her legs over Spryo’s hips as Jessica held her husband’s cock.
“Pour some lube over the condom,” Mac instructed Jessica. Moisture already glistened on Dani’s pussy, but he wanted more. To see as well as hear the slide of that big cock inside her. Jessica rubbed Spryo’s coated penis along Dani’s cleft, back and forth, wetting her with the lube as well. No, Jessica did not need lessons. She knew exactly how to please her man. Mac would love to be there as a fly on the wall for their next adventure. He was definitely getting into the voyeurism thing.
“Now take him,” he ordered.
Her sweet, pink pussy, the fullness of her lips, and the sight of that impressive cock breaching her trapped Mac’s breath halfway down his throat.
“How does it feel?” he murmured, without even meaning to speak.
“It stretches her,” Jessica answered, “fills her up. All that hard meat”—she speared Mac with her gaze—“a man can never know how good it feels.” She released her grip on Stamos’s cock, then laid her hand on Dani’s shoulder and pushed her down until her spread legs encompassed his hips and his cock was buried to the hilt.
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Mac leaned closer, balancing on a knee, one hand supporting him. Good God, it was gorgeous. He’d always enjoyed looking down, watching his cock fill a woman, but this was more than double the pleasure.
“How does it feel?” he asked again.
This time Dani answered. “Like he’s all the way to my throat.” She rolled her hips, rocked, leaning back slightly and rising on her thighs. Her sweet ass flexed, and Stamos moaned.
“Sweet Mary, she’s squeezing me on the inside.” He groaned and grabbed his wife’s hand.
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e lips of her sex, Dani’s clit burgeoned. Mac’s mouth watered for a taste of her pussy. She did Stamos with short jerks of her body and the flexing of her ass, a sensation Mac knew drove Stamos mad on the inside. Jessica lay down beside Spryo, crooning. “Oh Big Daddy, that’s so hot. Look at you, how big you are inside her, how she’s stretched to take you.” She raised one leg, planting her foot on the bed, and stroked herself. Dani looked at Mac. He was so fucking hard, he could have pushed her forward and done her from behind with Stamos still inside her. She bit her lip, watching him, knowing how badly he wanted it, that he hung by a thread. Maybe that was what she’d always wanted from Kern. To get him so hot, he had to bully his way in.
The perfect moment for that first touch was almost upon him. It built behind his eyes. “Face the wall and straddle Big Daddy’s mouth,” he told Jessica, his tone harsh with need. “I want to watch him lick you.”
He wanted her occupied.
She made an excited little noise and scrambled to do his bidding, planting herself over her husband’s face, her feet alongside Dani’s knees. Lifting his head, Jessica put his mouth to her pussy and tipped her head back, eyes closed. “Oh Daddy, lick me, lick me.” Her red hair swayed across her back.
Together, she and Dani rocked almost in time, one fucking his cock, the other fucking his mouth. The sounds, the scents, the heat in the room, it was like being caught in a crashing ocean wave where all you could do was feel. Thinking was impossible. Without conscious movement, he found himself on his knees beside Dani, his palm cupping her nape, her hair caressing the back of his hand. Her lips were a wet, luscious, cock-sucking red, her naturally hazel eyes a 48
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deep olive, her cheeks flushed with desire and exertion. The rise and fall of her body mesmerized him, her mouth called to him, and Mac took that first taste of her, the one he’d craved, dreamed about.
She was like expensive sweet wine, filling him up, going to his head, turning his world topsy-turvy. She moaned into his mouth, and he wished to God he’d gotten naked so they were flesh to flesh.
He took her with a kiss as deep as the cock buried inside her. He made love to her mouth, his kiss saying everything he couldn’t utter aloud. The sounds of Stamos, his groans, Jessica’s moans, the rhythm of their bodies, the hot scent of salty come and sweet feminine cream, the whisper of her moans on her lips—it all made Dani’s kiss hotter, Mac’s need greater. Despite another man’s cock inside her, for this one moment, this first taste, there was just the two of them and no one else.
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