Chapter 15 Nate #2
I drop my trousers and pull my cock from my boxers, absentmindedly stroking myself while Evan devours my wife as if she’s the best thing he’s ever tasted. I’m mesmerised as they enjoy each other. My wife and my best friend are the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. “Lay her down on the desk.”
Evan breaks the kiss as if remembering I’m still here and he has a job to do. As much as I could watch him with her all day long, my dick won’t last much longer. He coaxes her down across the desk, not caring about creasing his paperwork.
Her head reaches my side and drops to the perfect angle to slide my cock into her mouth.
I cradle her head in my palms, my thumbs stroking her rosy cheeks, her lipstick smeared over her swollen red lips, and she’s never looked more beautiful.
Pre-cum leaks from my slit and she gently swirls her tongue over the head, whimpering around my shaft as Evan strokes her pussy over her lace knickers.
She’s soaked. The scent of her arousal fills the space.
Evan’s fingers tease the wet spot on her knickers.
“Take her knickers off. She has such a pretty pussy.” I don’t move my hips.
I’m too engrossed admiring how Evan plays with my wife to think about my own pleasure.
Besides, one or two thrusts into her throat from this angle and I’ll be done for.
I let her lick the tip, her tongue sliding around my slit.
I groan with each pass and flick of her tongue.
Nora lifts her bottom from the edge of the desk as Evan fumbles with her clothes. Her knickers hit the floor and her dress bunches around her waist. He ogles her neatly trimmed pussy. Soft plump lips hide her pink button.
Nora’s legs tremble as Even pushes them open, his tongue darting out to wet his lips.
I want him to taste her, but I don’t have time for that. I’m ready to sink balls deep into her throat and spill my load.
“Touch her, see how wet she is.” I snap Evan from his trance. “Show me how wet she is.”
He parts his mouth, sliding two fingers down her seam, parting her folds and opening her up like petals on a flower. He lifts his hand, his webbed digits glistening under the office lights. “She’s dripping.”
Nora whimpers around my cock, her body shuddering, but not from cold. It’s like an inferno in this office.
It’s not the first time I’ve fucked Nora in here while she’s been ovulating, but with Evan, it’s so much more intense.
This is uncharted territory. We’re exploring blind into the unknown and we just have to navigate as best we can.
But fuck me if this isn’t the hottest thing in my life.
It was always hot when we shared at uni, but there’s something more intimate with Nora.
This isn’t just fucking. We’re doing something meaningful, and having my wife and best friend be part of that makes it even more special.
“I need you to hurry and make her come.”
Evan locks eyes with me as he slides his cock along Nora’s slit. “Open the buttons on her dress. I want to see her tits bounce when I fuck her.”
My cock jumps with each filthy word from Evan’s mouth. I do as he says and unbutton Nora’s dress at her chest, fiddling with the buttons, my hands shaking as I reveal her heavy breasts covered in black lace.
“Pull her cups down. I want to see her nipples.”
“You hear that, dimples? He’s going all Christian Grey on us again.”
Nora can’t speak with her mouth stuffed with my cock, but she locks eyes with me, hers sparkling with delight. She’s definitely enjoying this.
The second I have her nipples exposed, Evan slams into her heat with a guttural groan. Thank fuck for the soundproofing in here. He leans over her, taking the stiff red peak between his teeth and tugging.
Nora moans around me, sending a vibration straight to my balls.
“Fuck.” My head spins as if I’m on a fairground ride. I grip the edge of the desk to stop myself from falling. I’m dizzy, as if all the blood has rushed to my dick. The slapping of flesh and her sweet moans along with Evan’s grunts muffle into one as the room tilts.
Evan pounds harder, forcing her farther up the desk. “Nate,” he growls.
I snap my eyes to his, focusing on him while the rest of the world around the three of us blurs into oblivion.
“I’m not gonna last much longer.” He slips his hand to where he and Nora join and plays with her clit, his other hand tweaking her nipple. His chest heaving as he races to the finish line, and I’m right there with him, our gazes locked onto each other.
Pleasure pulses through me, Evan’s gaze locking onto mine as if we’re tethered, and he’s experiencing the same ripple of ecstasy that my wife sends through me.
We connected like this before, only briefly. I shut my eyes then, not knowing what to do with the feeling. But now my eyes are wide open.
Evan’s as much a part of me as Nora. This is our church, our communion, and Evan’s offering is sacred.
I’ll never be able to repay him for this, but sharing this moment as we both reach for the summit seems like a start.
I don’t have much to give, but whatever parts of my soul are left, they’re his.
Nora grabs hold of my shirt to anchor herself, her body trembling, her moans my undoing.
I stroke her face. “That’s it, baby. Come for us. Come on his cock. Make our baby.”
Her body stiffens. Her slip-on shoe falls to the floor. She moans, vibrating around my shaft, shivering with delight.
“She’s coming,” Evan says as he pounds into her. “Holy shit, Nora. You’re gripping me so tight.”
I wrap a gentle hand around Nora’s throat as I thrust into her. “Take it, baby. Take it all. Swallow for me.”
Her throat contracting around me is all it takes. My stomach muscles clench, my balls draw up, tingling as I pump my cum into her throat. Her mouth is heaven, just like her pussy. Everything about my wife is beautiful, and I’m the luckiest bastard alive getting to share her with my best friend.
I stroke her face. “Such a good girl, taking both of us.” I pull out of her and press a kiss to her lips, tasting myself on her tongue. “You good?”
She nods with a smile, pushing her flushed cheeks up. Her hair’s messy, her dress hanging open at the front, her tits on full display with swollen red nipples. She’s fucking perfect.
Evan pulls her up towards him, wraps his arm around her and tangles his fingers in her hair as he claims her mouth again.
This time a little gentler than the last, but still as if he’s a dying man who needs her air to breathe.
Despite my spent cock, it still twitches, knowing Ev’s tasting me on her tongue.
Does he like how she tastes now? Does he realise? Does he care?
Evan’s mouth softens against hers, exploring her instead of taking her.
I can’t stop watching them, the way his tongue caresses hers, both of them breathing in each other, moaning together and tasting each other’s secrets.
His gaze flicks up as he breaks the kiss. His eyes find mine hungry because watching them will never be enough.
I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me, but the sight of him kissing my wife while my taste is still on her lips unleashes another surge of heat low in my belly.
Evan’s jaw flexes. He swallows, then his eyes widen, dropping to her mouth again as if he’s realised. His tongue darts out, wetting his lips, then he kisses her again, but this time his eyes are open and they’re on me.
He wants it.
All of it.
I clear my throat and turn around as I tuck myself away and straighten my tie. I can’t let my feelings get in the way of this. We need to stick to the plan before this turns into something I want permanently.
But it might already be too late.