21. Euphoria #2
Nadine was in bliss, drowning in a state of orgasmic nirvana.
She was so zoned-out that she didn’t hear the alarm beep nor the footsteps coming up the steps.
It wasn’t until Zaire’s stroking slowed that she focused on the present.
Zaire’s eyes were looking past Nadine’s, wide with recognition.
Nadine followed her gaze until her own eyes met Eddie’s as he stood in the doorway.
She hadn’t heard the door to the room open.
Shit.
“What the fuck,” he breathed out, standing paralyzed in the doorway.
Nadine lifted up, trying to move her body from underneath Zaire’s, but she was pinned. She looked at her mercifully. “Let me get up, baby. Please,” she whispered.
“Baby?” Eddie questioned, incredulously.
“No,” Zaire said, indignant as she continued to fuck her. “Let him watch you get fucked how you deserve.”
“Zaire, please.” Nadine begged. Zaire sucked her teeth, finally slipping out of Nadine.
Nadine stood, trying to grab her top to throw it on quickly. Before she could fasten a single button, Eddie was there, quick as lightning. He grabbed her by the neck, pushing her up against the wall.
“You don’t have to do that!” Zaire exclaimed.
Eddie ignored Zaire, his eyes still focused on Nadine. “The nanny, Nadine? Really?”
Nadine attempted to swallow. She’d never seen Eddie like that in her life. She had flashbacks to Drew and her blood ran cold. “Eddie, please, let me explain.” She watched as Eddie’s eyes took her in, and her body, then looked over at Zaire, who was nearby, eyes wide.
“Is she what you want? What you like?” he asked, his voice low and gravely. “Do you like how she fucks you? Don’t fucking lie to me! Answer me!”
“Yes,” Nadine whispered, a tear rolling down her cheek.
Eddie’s eyes were dark as a summer’s midnight. “She made you come?”
“Please, Eddie, we can talk about this,” pleaded Nadine. She didn’t want to have to call the police on her husband, but she would. She could see the headlines in the paper now. Her eyes quickly scanned the room, but she remembered that her phone was downstairs. Fuck.
Nadine’s eyes went back to Eddie. His chest rose with each breath, eyes narrowed in on her.
His hands felt hot and sweaty against her skin.
She could hear the faint sounds of Zaire shakily breathing in the background.
What the hell was she going to do? He had more than a foot and fifty pounds on her.
Paralyzed, Nadine could only pray for mercy. He’d trapped her like a bird in a cage.
“Y’all been fucking, huh? That night I met Zaire, I bet y’all were fucking.”
Nadine said nothing, just blinked as she tried to mentally formulate an escape plan.
“Did she make you come?” Eddie repeated as he leaned forward, inhaling her scent.
Nadine felt his grip slightly loosen as his face pressed close to hers. When she looked up into his eyes, the anger he’d had was replaced by something else. Something heated…something…carnal. He pressed his body against hers, and she felt the unmistakable hardness of his dick.
Trying not to anger him further, Nadine swallowed before answering. “Yes. She did.”
Eddie’s tongue darted out, licking at the seam of Nadine’s lips.
“Is this how she tastes on your lips?” He groaned, then licked at her lips again, this time forcing his tongue to part her lips as he kissed her fully.
Nadine, even though she’d been terrified just minutes before, opened her mouth wider to receive it.
Her brain was officially scrambled like old school cable television.
Eddie pulled back with a satisfied sigh. “You looked so good getting fucked. Both of you looked... so beautiful.”
Nadine watched as Eddie crossed the room, sitting on the chaise. She could still see the traces of a strained look on his face. She knew that look well. He was aroused. His erection was probably painfully hard. She gave Zaire a quizzical look, to which she only raised her brow in similar confusion.
“I…I just want to watch.” Eddie confessed, his voice softer now. “Please. I won’t interrupt again. Unless you ask me to. But…” He looked between the two women. “Just…please let me.”
This was Eddie’s fantasy come true. The fantasy that had been consuming him for months.
The very thing that Nadine had made him feel ashamed about.
A simultaneous strain of guilt, fear, and arousal plagued her in the moment.
Should she deny him? Thoughts percolated through her brain until she felt Zaire close the space between them.
Nadine swallowed. “Eddie, baby. Let’s talk about this. I don’t think this is a good idea. I just…”
“Cookie,” Zaire interrupted, turning Nadine’s chin to face her. ”Let him.”
Nadine’s eyes widened. “Wait…what?”
“Let him watch.” Zaire placed a soft kiss on her lips. “Let him see how good we are together.” She moved her lips up her neck, to the shell of her ear, making Nadine’s flesh have goosebumps. “Let him see how I make you cum, Cookie...how you make me cum.”
Nadine turned to face Zaire, then looked at Eddie, who was leaning back against the chaise, watching. He rubbed his hands down his legs, nervously anticipating an answer. Nadine bit the corners of her lip. She shouldn’t be this intrigued or…turned on.
“Are you ok with this?” asked Nadine. This wasn’t part of her and Eddie’s agreement. She didn’t want Zaire to feel coerced in any way. Nadine knew how that could be.
Zaire nodded, a hint of a smile on her face.
“It’s clear he wants this. And looking at you, you want this too.
You can’t hide it. I see the look of desire on your face.
Honestly, I’ve had the same thoughts of us all being together since the first time I saw you two.
Both of you are sexy as fuck. But I want to fuck you.
Only you.” Zaire grabbed a fistful of Nadine’s hair, pulling her closer.
She kissed her, swallowing her moans and devouring her tongue until Nadine was panting.
They continued kissing as they moved back toward the bed.
Zaire fell back as Nadine eased on top of her.
She was still wearing the strap and Nadine ground against it as she continued kissing her.
She was slick with heat and wetness, gliding up and down the shaft of the dildo.
The stimulation was wholly gratifying. When she heard Eddie let out a slow moan, it made her grind even harder against it.
This felt so wrong, but so right. Oh, so right.
“Put it in,” Zaire whispered hoarsely. “Ride me, Nadine.”
Nadine lifted off Zaire slightly as she spit in her hand, sliding it up and down the dildo before seating herself on it.
This angle stretched her fully, hitting her G-spot at just the right angle.
Her curly hair flopped down in her face as she looked down at Zaire, who looked up at her as if she’d given her the world.
Nadine wanted to be that reason for that look on her face forever.
She rode slowly, her ass bouncing on Zaire’s lap. Zaire cupped her tits, pulling her cola-colored nipples hard. She moaned as she slammed down on her. She could hear her own wetness as she rode up and down.
“Open your eyes. Look at us, Deanie. Please.”
Nadine hadn’t realized her eyes had been closed until she’d heard Eddie’s voice. When she opened them, she saw Eddie with his hands down his slacks, jacking his dick furiously. Something about it made Nadine hungry for him and Zaire. Together.
“Come here,” she beckoned to Eddie. He was next to her in two steps, his hand still down his pants. Nadine gave a slight smile as she looked at him. He was so eager to please. “Let me touch you, Ed.”
Eddie quickly pulled down his slacks and boxer briefs, his dick springing forth.
He was hard in a way that Nadine had never seen.
She could see every ridge and vein of his thick, curved dick.
He was already leaking pre-cum in anticipation.
Nadine had to taste, to ease her craving and relieve Eddie’s growing pressure.
She leaned down, licking the tip of his dick slowly.
At the first lick, Eddie groaned. If she wasn’t careful, Eddie would come right then and there.
Nadine knew she had to take her time. She looked down at Zaire, who winked, giving her a little encouragement.
Nadine focused on Eddie’s thick tip first, licking and sucking around it until her tongue slipped into the hole.
Eddie let out a slow hiss of relief as Nadine licked a little before moving down his shaft.
She slurped and sucked until spit was spilling out of her mouth, onto her chest. Nadine felt Zaire move her hands up, gathering some of it before moving down her torso to her clit.
Nadine nearly let Eddie’s dick slip out of her mouth as she felt an orgasm slowly building, but he steadied her head, grabbing her by the hair.
Nadine tried to concentrate on the tasks at hand, but the dual stimulation was too much.
“Keep sucking me Deanie. Fuck! You feel so fucking good.”
Zaire slapped her ass. “I didn’t say stop riding me, Cookie.”
Nadine’s body hummed with excitement, the rush of an impending orgasm fueling her desire.
She groaned around Eddie’s dick as she felt sweat trickle down her brow.
She could barely breathe as his dick pumped in and out of her mouth.
Nadine braced herself for Eddie coming down her throat.
He was close, she could feel it, but suddenly, he pulled out.
“I don’t want to come like that. I…” he hesitated, looking between the two women. “I want to come inside you, baby.”
Nadine looked down at Zaire, who nodded. She lifted off the strap, which was now coated in every last drop of her. Zaire began to remove it, but Eddie stopped her.
“Can I…” His eyes looked down at the strap on, heated curiosity in his gaze. Nadine was confused, but apparently Zaire was very aware of what his half-formed question meant. Still on the bed, the obsidian beauty got on her knees to give Eddie what he wanted.