Chapter 4
Genevieve
Ilove you, Genni.
I could’ve sworn that’s what I saw Dom mouth to me as Rhett carried my tired body to bed. He was the only one who understood my anxiety, understood what I was silently going through, understood my pain… I’ve always had a bit of a crush on him, but he’s my husband’s best friend. Not only is it not okay to be thinking of any man that’s not my husband, it’s even more not okay because they’re best friends.
“Get some rest, baby. We can figure all this out tomorrow, okay?” Rhett said softly, pulling up the down comforter to tuck me in.
All I could do was sniffle and nod. He kissed my forehead and gave me a sad smile.
“Here, Rhett,” Dom whispered, and he turned to see Dom handing him my phone.
“Thanks, man. I’m going to plug this in for you, okay? We’ll be right outside in the living room, so call me if you need me,” Rhett said as he plugged in my phone and gave me a sad smile. He turned off the light on the nightstand before, closing the door behind him, but leaving it cracked open.
As soon as I was alone, I turned my back to the door, and fell asleep.
“I love you, Genni,” Dom said with so much love in his eyes as he stood between my legs as I sat on the edge of the bed. He cupped my cheeks, bringing our lips together.
His kiss was gentle, yet restrained. As if he was waiting years for this very moment, and wanted to savor every second of it. Breaking our kiss, I pulled back slightly, looking into his hypnotizing hazel eyes.
“Dom…”
“Fuck, Genni. Say my name again,” Dom pleaded.
“But, Rhett…”
“It’s alright, baby. He’s been waiting a long time for this,” Rhett said from the corner of the room. He was sitting in his armchair we kept in the bedroom for late night reading. He was slouched comfortably with his legs spread, a glass of whiskey in his hand as his arm rested on the armrest. His other hand was… in his pants?
“I… What?” I stammered, confused.
“Please, Genni. God, please say my name again,” Dom begged, pulling my eyes to his. He held my cheeks gently, and the look in his eyes had tears pooling in mine. The way he looked at me, as if I was the most precious thing he’s ever seen… He was breathing heavily, and his masculine scent surrounded me, drawing me closer.
“Dom…” I whispered, and he crashed our lips together.
I was stunned, still confused, hesitant to return his kiss.
“It’s okay, baby. Let him taste you, let him see how perfect your body is. Let him have you while I watch,” Rhett said from his dark corner, just as breathlessly as Dom. I broke our kiss, trying to make sense of what was happening.
Wait, he wanted me to have sex with his best friend? While watching?
How did they both know that this was one of the kinks I’ve always wanted to try? I’ve never been comfortable expressing things I’ve wanted to try after getting judged so poorly from an ex boyfriend. Apparently wanting to explore kinks makes you a whore or a slut. My eyes drifted away from Dominic as I tried to piece together what was happening.
“Eyes on me, Genevieve.” Dom’s tone had me immediately snap my eyes to his. “There’s my good girl.”
Dominic’s words sent shivers down my spine and arousal to my core. I felt my body react to him in a way I’ve never experienced before. His eyes left mine as he looked me up and down, his gaze leaving a path of heat down my body.
Lowering his hands from my cheeks, he placed his warm palms on top of my thighs, sliding them up toward my hips, his thumbs brushing against my wet pussy over my panties.
“She’s so wet for me, Rhett, fuck…” Dom hissed, burying his face in the crook of my neck and kissing his way down toward my shoulders.
“Take off your sleep shirt, baby,” Rhett ordered from his chair, and my eyes found his over Dom’s head.
“Dom…” I moaned. “Your lips feel so good…”
“You heard Rhett, angel. Let me see you take your top off for me.” Dom’s eyes bore into mine as my hands reached for the bottom of my thin strapped tank top.
Unable to resist his command, I dragged my top over my head, freeing my breasts. Immediately, Dom’s hands were on me, feeling every inch of skin. He was gentle, but every movement he made sent waves of arousal to my now needy pussy. I was getting desperate for him, desperate to be fucked how I’ve been craving…
Dom ripped his shirt off, tossing it to the side, pressing his chest against mine as his mouth devoured mine. Leaning his body into mine, I could feel his hard cock pressing onto my pussy over my panties and I moaned in his mouth.
His tongue danced with mine, tasting every inch of me, leaving me dizzy with lust. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him closer, pressing my hips into his cock until I was almost completely off the edge of the bed. He rocked his hips, his length sliding against me, hitting the perfect spot, pressing on my clit and making my body shake.
It’s been so long… So long since Rhett made me come. I’m so tired of using my fingers…
Pulling me closer to him, I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist and he climbed onto the bed with me, guiding me to lie on my back.
Breaking our kiss, he trailed kisses from the corner of my mouth down to my chin and to my neck.
“Be a good girl for me and lay here while I worship you, angel,” Dom said as he continued kissing his way down my body.
“Oh my god, Dom…” I moaned as his mouth found my nipple, his tongue lapping and flicking at the stiff bud as his hand found the other, pinching and squeezing.
“Does that feel good, baby?” Rhett asked as he groaned from behind Dom.
“Y-yes… So good…”
“Good. Take her panties off with your teeth, Dom,” Rhett ordered.
“Yes, sir. With pleasure,” Dom growled as he lowered himself, taking the waistband of my panties in between his teeth, dragging them down.
I lifted my hips slightly to help guide them from around my ass, and Dom groaned in approval. They were barely down to my knees and I pressed the bottom of my right foot into the mattress to help him free my leg. As soon as they slipped past my foot, Dom pressed my thighs open, trailing his tongue up my inner thigh until he reached my pussy.
“Fuck, angel, you’re so wet. Is this all for me?” Dom asked, teasing me with two of his fingertips, dragging them through my slit, coating his fingers with my arousal.
“Please, Dom, please…” I begged.
“Patience, angel. Before I give you my cock, you’re going to come for me until your body shakes, and I won’t stop until I’m drowning in you.” Dom groaned as he looked up to meet my eyes, placing his two fingers in his mouth, tasting me. His eyes closed in pleasure as he sucked them clean.
“How does my wife’s pussy taste, Dominic?” Rhett groaned. I turned my head just as he freed his cock from his pants, stroking his length.
“She tastes like a fucking dream come true; so fucking sweet,” Dominic moaned as he buried his face in my pussy, dragging his tongue through me toward my clit.
The act alone made my hips buck up, and Dom reached one hand up, pressing down underneath my navel to keep me in place as he flicked and sucked on my clit. Reaching down, I gripped and clawed at his hand on me as my hips rocked on his face, matching his tongue’s movements on my clit.
I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came, just moans as he expertly devoured me. My climax was coming quickly, and my thighs began to quiver. Dom felt it and removed his other hand from my thigh, pressing two fingers deep inside my pussy. Pumping his fingers in me, matching the involuntary rocking of my hips, he groaned. The vibrations forcing my orgasm to crash into me. With a chuckle, Dom sucked my clit hard, pressing and curling his fingers inside of me as I cried out.
“Oh, fuck! Dom!” I tried backing away as my climax ended, my sensitive clit still being teased by his tongue already had a second orgasm building.
“Fuck, look at you, baby. You look so perfect when you come for Dom,” Rhett groaned and spit on his hand, continuing to pump his cock. “Don’t you dare stop, Dominic. Make her come again.”
With a chuckle, Dom continued, removing his fingers this time and releasing my clit. This time, he fucked me with his tongue, pressing deep inside me as he reached his hand up to give his thumb access to circle my clit. Reaching both hands toward Dom, I gripped his hair, pulling him closer into my pussy as I started to grind on his face.
“Oh… Oh my god, Rhett…” I groaned as my climax was about to crash into me for a second time.
“That’s a good fucking girl, Genevieve. Good… fucking… girl…” Rhett moaned as his orgasm was nearing as well. “Come on his face, baby. Come for him, now.”
Dom dragged his drenched fingers toward my ass, circling my tight entrance as if he was asking permission.
“P-please, Dom… Please, yes… please…” I begged.
Dom hummed in approval as his arousal-soaked finger pressed slowly into my ass, sending me over the edge again.
“Gen?”
Dom…
“Gen, are you okay?” Dom asked, his voice filled with worry.
I shot up, drenched in sweat, finding a still fully clothed Dominic leaning over the bed, his worried eyes scanning me.
“Wh-what…?” I asked, trying to gather my bearings.
“You were groaning in your sleep, Genni. Are you alright?” Dom asked again.
“Rhett…”
“Asleep on the couch. We were six beers in a piece and he knocked out. The lightweight,” Dom chuckled softly.
“I was… I was dreaming…?” Tears welled in my eyes again as shame and embarrassment consumed me at once. Dominic placed a gentle hand on my back, rubbing in comforting circles.
“You’re drenched in sweat, Genni. Are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, tipping my chin to meet his eyes.
Before I could comprehend what I was doing, I fisted his shirt in both hands, pulling him in for a kiss.