30. Kourtney #2
“She’d be watching you too.” I clench around him as he pushes two fingers inside me this time. “We were talking about you while we danced. She told me how good-looking she thinks you are, and I told her what a perfect cock you have.”
He removes his fingers, and I whine in protest until he pushes them into my mouth to silence me. “So, that’s what you’ve been thinking about tonight.”
Worry and guilt seize my stomach as I suck on his fingers.
He continues when I don’t answer him. “You were thinking about the three of us together. What it’d be like if Celeste and I shared you. How it’d feel to be between us like we were when we were dancing. To feel me and her at the same time.”
I can’t help the moan that escapes me.
He should be mad. My husband should be angry that I was fantasizing about being with someone other than him.
Instead, he tugs on his belt and unzips his pants, pushing them down over his ass to free himself from his boxers.
“Tell me, Kourtney.” His eyes lock with mine as he runs the tip of his cock over my pussy, coating himself in me. “Tell me that’s what you were thinking about.”
I hike my knees up to my chest, resting my heels on the edge of the counter so I can spread myself wide for him. “Yes. Yes, I was thinking about it.”
He notches his head inside me, pumping in and out in short pulses. It’s not nearly enough, and it’s driving me wild.
“Is that what you want? Do you want the three of us to be together?” He pushes all the way inside me before pulling completely out. “My girl wants to fuck me and her best friend?”
It sounds so wrong when he says it out loud. It is wrong. But my body reacts to it like it’s right.
“M-maybe.” I wrap my hand around his cock and line him up at my entrance, trying to guide him back inside me. “I don’t know.”
“You don’t know.” Jason lets out a low chuckle. Then he hauls me off the counter and stalks out of the bathroom with me over his shoulder.
When he gets to the foot of our bed, he tosses me down onto it. “Get out of that dress and turn around.”
I scramble to do as he says, ripping the dress up and over my head before getting on my hands and knees, facing the headboard.
A loud slap echoes through the room as Jason’s palm connects with my ass. I moan, lowering onto my elbows so my ass sticks up in the air. We’ve done this before. I trust Jason with all that I am, and I’ve submitted to him while we played out a fake scenario.
But this time, the scenario isn’t fake.
This time, everything feels different. Heightened. Like we’re playing with fire, but it feels too good to stop.
“Let’s try this again,” he says, kneeling on the bed behind me. “Tell me what you want, and tell me the truth. I want to hear it from that filthy little mouth of yours.”
“I want…I want…”
Another slap lands on my ass. “Now, Kourtney.”
Wetness seeps out of me, dripping down my thigh. “I want to fuck the both of you at the same time.”
“There’s my girl.” Jason plunges his cock deep inside of me. “Now tell me how you want it.”
The words come tumbling out of my mouth, desperate for him to keep fucking me like this. “I want to suck your dick while Celeste goes down on me. You holding my head and fucking my mouth while I ride her face.”
A primal growl rumbles in his chest as he thrusts in and out of me. “Keep going.”
“I want you to fuck me just like this so you can watch while I eat her pussy. I know how much you’d love to watch that. And I want to get on top of you and ride your cock while she rides your face at the same time.”
Jason reaches down and rubs my clit while he grips my hair with his other hand. The sound of our skin slapping together fills the room, and I’m so close to coming, but I don’t want this to end yet.
I turn my head to look back at my husband. “Have you thought about this too?”
He pulls out of me and settles against the headboard, bringing me on top of him so I can straddle him. He doesn’t speak until I sink down onto his cock.
“I haven’t thought about fucking anyone else since the day I met you.” He brushes my hair back from my face and pulls me close for a kiss. “But I won’t lie, hearing you talk about it like this has me turned the fuck on.”
“That’s because it’s her, isn’t it?” I bounce up and down, grinding my hips against him as I ride him the way I know he loves. “Something has always been there between the three of us.”
“The thought of you rubbing your tongue on her pussy, being able to push my cock inside you while I watch…fuck, Kourt.” He grips my hips and lifts me up, then he slams me down on top of him before doing it again and again.
He’s unraveling like a madman, taking control and owning me, and it’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.
“You want that, baby?” I reach between us and rub my clit, leaning back so he can watch himself pump in and out of me. “You want to watch me make Celeste come? I can play with her pussy so good for you.”
My words are the final straw, and within seconds, I’m coming.
Jason grips my throat and brings my face to his while I moan against his mouth. “That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock.”
As my body spasms, riding out the last wave of my orgasm, Jason comes loud and hard. He holds us still while he spills inside me, and he rests his forehead against mine while we catch our breath.
Reality comes crashing down, guilt gnawing at me in the pit of my stomach.
We can blame everything we said on being swept up in the heat of passion. People say crazy things all the time when they’re in the middle of sex. But it’d be a lie, and I respect my husband too much to look him in the eye and pretend like I don’t want all of the things we just said.
Jason brings his lips to mine. “I love you.”
“I love you more.”
“Impossible.” He pulls back to look into my eyes. “Let’s do this webcam site together.”
My chin jerks back. “What?”
“You love being watched. I love fucking you. Add Celeste into the mix, and we’d probably crash the site within the hour with how many people would be signing up to watch.”
“I…I can’t. We should talk about what just happened.”
“What just happened is my wife told me exactly what she wants, and I’m going to give it to her.” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “But you’re going to give me what I want too.”
“Which is…?”
“Which is building that website you’ve dreamed of.
Celeste was right: You could still work for your parents and see how it goes.
They’d never have to know about it, just like they didn’t know about the two of you when you were in college.
” His eyes bounce between mine. “But please stop shoving down all the things you truly want. Not with me. Life is too short to not take advantage of this opportunity in front of us.”
I ease off of him and sit so we can face each other. “You’re not mad about everything I just told you…about Celeste?”
“Why would I be mad? We tell each other all of our fantasies. All of our deepest, darkest secrets and desires. How is this any different?”
I scoff. “Because this isn’t a fantasy. This is real life. Celeste is a real person—my ex, no less. How are you okay with me telling you that I want to have sex with her?”
Jason clasps my hand. “Do you want a divorce?”
“What?” I cry. “No!”
“Do you love me?”
“Of course I do. With all of my heart.”
“Then there’s nothing wrong with you telling me that you want to have Celeste join in on our sex life. She’s already a part of our relationship. She’s with us all the time. We do everything a real couple would do, except for sex.”
My head spins. “Yes, and sex is the thing that separates a friendship from more than friendship. Which is why we don’t have sex with her, because she’s our friend.”
“She’s more than that, and you know it.”
My mouth clamps shut.
Celeste has always been more. I can’t deny it. But I love my husband, and I would never do anything to jeopardize what we have.
Jason laces our fingers together. “Let me do this for you.”
A laugh bubbles out of me. “Even if I said yes, Celeste will never go for it.”
“If she doesn’t, then she doesn’t.” He hikes a shoulder. “I still want to fuck you on camera when you get that new website up and running.”
The idea sends a spark of excitement through me.
Starting my own business. Getting to fulfill my exhibitionist desires with my husband. Being shared between him and Celeste.
I take Jason’s hand and slip it between my legs. “We’ll discuss this more in the morning.”