Chapter 40
Chapter Forty
NOAH
Caleb parts his legs for me, the height of the bed perfect for what I’m about to do to him, as I drop the bottle of lube next to Jessica.
He peers over his shoulder, his eyes moving to my hand working my shaft.
“Well?” he asks. “You going to fuck your husband or what?”
With my free hand, I reach out and grab his arse cheek. Caleb calling me his husband has my barely contained beast pacing, ready to be set free. And if his smirk is anything to go by, he knows it too.
I stand behind him and kick at his ankle. “Spread more.” My words are a demand.
He does and I love it when he submits to me like this and giving it to me on our wedding night makes me impossibly hard.
“I can’t promise this isn’t going to hurt,” I admit. “But I can promise where there’s pain, there will be pleasure.”
“I’m counting on it.”
I spread his arse cheeks and press my finger against his puckered hole, teasing before I slowly slide into the first knuckle.
His arse twitches from the intrusion as I push in further until I’m two knuckles deep and a low moan escapes him.
I work him like this, preparing him. Jessica’s eyes burn into me as I see her watching from my peripheral vision.
“Come here, Jessica, give me your fingers.”
Her eyes shoot to mine, her mouth dropping open.
“And grab the lube. She blinks a few times before reaching for the bottle and scrambles from the bed, the delicate lace material of her robe sliding off her shoulders as she moves to me.
“Coat your middle and index fingers for me.”
I know without looking that Caleb is watching over his shoulder, but I ignore him in favour of Jessica.
Her hands tremble as she opens the cap and coats her fingers. I love that she keeps her nails short for cooking.
“Good girl,” I tug gently on her elbow. “Now come here.” I move her to stand in front of me as I pull my finger from inside Caleb.
“Now,” I say, guiding her fingers to his arse crack before moving to spread his cheeks. “Finger his arsehole.”
I swear she whimpers at the same time Caleb growls.
At first, I wonder if she’s going to do it or not. She’s never touched either of us, not like this, so it will be a first.
She lets out a ragged breath as I peer over her shoulder, loving the added height her heels give her.
“That’s it, sweet girl.” I line her fingers up at his arsehole, my fingers around her wrist as she slowly pushes past his first ring of muscle.
Caleb groans, but I can’t look at him, not while Jessica begins to push her fingers deeper inside him.
“That’s it and then slowly push in and then almost all the way out,” I urge.
Her lips are parted as she pants, her gaze fixed on his arsehole wrapped around her fingers.
My lips graze her ear. “Spread your legs for me, sweet girl.”
A nervous gasp escapes her as she does.
“Good girl,” I say, running my hand down the length of her spine, stopping at her tattoo.
I kiss the side of her neck. “You’re fucking perfect,” I whisper as I spread her and bend my knees and settle myself between her legs, her wet core sliding along the tip of my cock.
“Do you want to keep my cock warm for me while you finger fuck Caleb’s arse?” I ask.
Her entire body trembles.
“Yes,” she whispers on a low, guttural sound.
I move my hand to the back of her neck and urge her forward.
“Keep your fingers inside him,” I say as I angle her hip and slide inside her, her core sucking me in.
“Needy little cunt,” I say, biting on her earlobe.
I circle my hips and pull her back onto my aching cock.
“Does she feel good finger-fucking your arse as Isink into her sweet cunt?” I askCaleb, catchinghis dark gaze as he peers over his shoulder. His jaw ticks as she does something, causing him to moan.
“Oh,” she says, her voice breathy.
“What is it, sweet girl?” I ask, her cheeks flushed, her brow coated in a thin sheen of sweat, her lipstick slightly smeared. Fuck, she’s ethereal.
“I can feel it,” she says, breaking off as she does something, causing Caleb to moan loudly.
“Hmm, have you just found his prostate, sweet girl?”
“Yeah, I think so,” she says, her voice catching as I move up into her sweet heat, my palm on her lower back, resting just above her tattoo.
“Fuck, little one,” Caleb says.
“Does she feel good being so deep inside you?” I ask.
His fingers grip the cover, and I know how much self-restraint it’s taking for him to not switch places.
“Yes,” he replies on a deep groan.
I lower my other hand down the seam of Jessica’s arse, my thumb pressing against her arsehole, and she gushes around me, pulling a deep groan from me.
“Fuck, you love it, don’t you? Our filthy little wife.”
She whimpers something as she sinks deeper onto my shaft. I quickly slide my hand between her thighs and pull out, allowing her juices to coat my fingers before guiding her back and pressing them to her puckered hole.
“You want me to finger fuck your arse too?” I ask Jessica.
She is panting now as I press my finger past the small ring of muscle. She clenches around me as I push intothe firstknuckle.
“More.” She groans.
I chuckle. “Such a greedy girl. Keep working him, sweet girl and I’ll reward you. Caleb, do not come, I want to be fucking you when you do,” I demand.
He glances back at me over his shoulder, his eyebrow arched.
“Shall we see if we can push him over the edge, Jessica?” I taunt.
She groans as I thrust up harder into her, my finger sinking to the second knuckle. I feel her body shaking. Her tight cunt squeezing my dick like a viper.
It’s a challenge, one he’ll no doubt win. If anyone can stave off an orgasm, it’s this man, but it doesn’t stop me from pushing. There’s only been a few occasions.
“Jessica, do you want me to make you come and then you can watch me fuck Caleb until he comes?”
Her entire body tenses and I know my words are like a trigger as she begins to writhe, sinking onto me with abandon.
Caleb grunts as her finger no doubt continues to tease his prostate, and I wonder if he’ll make it until she comes apart for me.
But he’s a stubborn bastard and I know how much he wants to please us tonight.
He raises his body, resting on a palm as he reaches for his dick, no doubt to squeeze it at the base.
“Are you close?” I ask the question for both of them as I begin to fuck Jessica harder.
“Yes,” she mewls. Caleb lets out a guttural moan and if I wasn’t so determined to make Jessica come, I’d chuckle. But truth is, I’m also trying to hold off my own release, because I’m nowhere near finished yet.
“That’s it, wife, come all over my cock and then you can watch as I fuck our husband.”
Saying wife and husband in the same sentence makes my chest preen with pride. Fuck, they’re mine and I am theirs.