Chapter 11 #2
But there he stopped, without pushing her legs apart, without going for the spot she craved him to touch.
“I can smell you. You’re already hot and so sweetly wet.” His voice seduced her.
If she wasn’t hypnotized by the scene unfolding, she would have begged him to get down on his knees and lick her to orgasm.
From their perfect angle, they watched as the woman unzipped Silver Fox’s trousers, leaving the belt buckled, as if all she needed was his cock. Summer’s blood raced against her eardrums as the woman drew out that long, thick, hard cock, already purple with need.
“Now that’s impressive.” Knox took her chin in his big hand, made her look at him. “You’re salivating. You want a cock your mouth while I’m watching you.” Then he tilted her chin back to watch the tableau play out.
The woman sucked the crown first, then he put his hands in her hair, pushed her head down, making her take more, holding her until Summer thought the woman might choke.
And the husband? His mouth hung slightly open, his hand in his lap. Slacks undone, he pulled out his cock and stroked himself, almost to the rhythm of her sucking.
“You see how much he loves watching her. When they get home, he’ll fuck the hell out of her. Or maybe he’ll beg that guy to fuck her so he can watch.” Knox was an incubus in her head, whispering in her ear, feeding off her sexual heat and arousal.
She was dimly aware of other people reacting to the deliciously thick cock in the woman’s mouth, to the husband stroking himself.
Two tables away, a man turned his partner in one swift motion, pushing her face down on the table.
Lifting her skirt, he pulled his cock free and plunged deep inside her to the music of her moans.
She clutched the table as he pounded into her until her moans turned to screams. Another couple watched avidly, and Summer could almost see their drool, until the man pulled his partner onto his lap, their movements suggesting he’d filled her with his cock.
People were here to watch and be watched, to screw and suck like they were performers in their very own porn flick.
“You see how sex begets sex?” Knox murmured. “Everyone wants a piece of the action in so many ways.” For just a moment, his finger flicked over her nipple, making her tighten against the bodice of her dress.
But it was the woman Summer watched as she sucked Silver Fox, as she reached inside his slacks to cup his balls.
Summer wished his pants were around his ankles so she could see.
Hand and mouth moving in tandem, she held him, stroking him as she sucked.
His head fell back, and even across the room, Summer thought she could hear the growls and groans falling from his lips.
The husband kept beating himself, slack-jawed, gaze slightly dazed.
When Silver Fox shuddered and even his legs shook, he shoved his hands through the woman’s hair and held her down, hips pumping against her.
With every grunt, every groan, he filled her mouth, giving her everything.
Until she couldn’t swallow another drop and she backed off, her husband’s come shooting across the table, some of it hitting the back of her neck.
She licked her lips, then her fingers, until she leaned down to lick the remains off Silver Fox’s cock, until he couldn’t seem to take another touch and gently pulled away.
“I know the feeling after I’ve come, when it’s all so sensitive that it almost hurts, and yet it’s so damn good.
” Knox teased her with his words, with his light touches, with his breath heating her.
“It’s how I feel every time I jerk off with your voice in my ear.
Every time I want to fuck you so bad I feel like I’ll go crazy if I can’t. ”
She was breathing hard, and she turned to him, her words barely there. “It’s almost like my fantasy.”
“Except you didn’t just suck him. You fucked him in front of your husband.” He smiled, almost knowingly. “Was that the punishment you wanted to exact on your husband for all the times he denied you sex?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.” As the husband zipped his pants and the woman rubbed his come off the back of her neck, as Silver Fox tucked himself back into his slacks, smiled his thanks, and walked away, she thought maybe her fantasy had been revenge.
Knox clearly knew it. “You wanted to make him watch, to punish him.”
“Yes. But we never did.”
“So you punished him in her fantasies.” He leaned in close, his tongue grazing her earlobe, making her knees feel weak. “And I was the man in that fantasy.”
She looked at him then. And her eyes said it all. Even if she couldn’t remember whether she’d used his name. “It was you.”
“You wanted to punish your husband by fucking me.”
She whispered, “No. I just wanted to have you for myself.”
His pupils flared, almost filling his dark gaze. And if he could scent her arousal, she could scent his.
“So this is a place for cuckolds?” she asked.
“That’s an old-fashioned word for a man whose wife has sex with other men. Sometimes she does it behind his back.” His jaw tightened a moment before he added, “And sometimes he likes to watch.”
It wasn’t unheard of. She’d read erotica. But did Knox mean…
“I’m a cuckold.” His fingers tightened around hers, and suddenly she wanted to pull back, his intensity surrounding her, overwhelming her. Then he said, “But I’m the kind who didn’t know about it and didn’t like it.”
She stopped, sat a moment, stunned by his revelation.
“My wife,” he declared. “I came home from a business trip earlier than expected and surprised her. I could hear them before I saw them. I stood in the open doorway of our bedroom to see her riding him, reverse cowgirl. You know what reverse cowgirl is?”
She nodded, speechless.
“She was facing the door. I couldn’t see him, just his feet, his legs, and his cock pistoning in and out of her as she rode him.”
His jawline rigid, his grip on her hand was tight, just short of painful, and she couldn’t help letting him off the hook. “You don’t have to tell me, Knox.”
“Yes, I do. I want you to know I’ll never let another woman wound me like that.
” He paused, drew in a breath before continuing.
“She opened her eyes and looked at me.” His gaze on Summer was deep and so very dark.
“But she just kept riding him. The odd thing was that I couldn’t stop looking at his cock sliding in and out of her. That’s the thing I remember the most.”
She returned his grip, holding him tightly. “I’m so sorry, Knox. I really am.”
“You told me about your stepbrother, and I think about how it must have affected you in different ways. I told you about my first time with my best friend’s sister.
Our firsts always influence us. My wife’s cheating on me was my first and last time for that experience.
No one’s ever cheated on me again. But what I never told anyone was that I got hard watching her fuck another man.
I was pissed as hell, but I was also hard as a rock.
And until I heard you talking to your fuck buddy, the image I always jerked off to was that cock thrusting in and out of her. ”
She shivered, wet and needy. For him.
“But now I’ve told you. You know I like the whole idea of watching.
And your fantasy that night made me so hard I could have barged into your office and fucked you right then.
” His gaze was so intense, his grip so hot, his body almost vibrating.
“But I don’t want to be the husband on the sofa watching you get fucked.
I want to be the tall, dark stranger fucking you. ”
She couldn’t breathe. She was suddenly so hot she thought her skin might melt, the scent of her desire seeping out of her pores.
“I brought you here tonight because I thought in this place, at this time, with other people watching, you might let your guard down and let me fuck you.”
Then he took her face in his hands, pulled her to him, and kissed her like the predator she’d always known he was. His tongue stroked her lips, invaded her mouth, feasted on her. He tasted like sweet champagne, seductive male, and hot, sweaty, exquisite sex.
And Summer lost herself in him.