21. Euphoria #3
Nadine let out a slow breath as she watched Eddie, bending down, licking the strap clean.
She blinked, then again, making sure she was seeing what she was seeing.
He devoured it, licking every single inch of it.
She’d never known Eddie to express any desire to do something like this, so the image shocked her.
Aroused her. Zaire was steady, her hands on her hips as she let him explore the strap with his tongue.
The look on her face told Nadine that she seemed entirely too pleased with the scene.
Seemed like this didn’t shock her one bit.
When he’d had his fill, Eddie licked his lips. Zaire removed the strap and harness, laying it on the nearby nightstand.
“Fuck, you taste so good, baby. Even better.” Eddie breathed against Nadine’s lips, coaxing a kiss from her.
“I just wanted to taste what she did to you.” He deepened their kiss.
The faint taste of her pussy on his tongue made Nadine moan into his mouth.
That moan made Eddie kiss her deeper, harder, until they were both clawing at each other.
When they broke free, Eddie snatched off his shirt, leaving him totally naked.
For his age, Eddie had a body that would rival any of his players- lean, muscular, sculpted.
He pulled Nadine by her legs toward the edge of the bed.
She squealed as a chuckle erupted from her lips.
But it died quickly when she looked at Eddie, who was already fisting his dick, which was getting harder with each stroke.
He reached for the lube that Zaire had used and put some in his hand, gliding it up and down his shaft.
He gave Nadine no warning, no time to breathe as he entered her swiftly and forcefully.
She gasped, and as she did, Zaire was there to capture her mouth and kiss her through it.
Zaire leaned down at Nadine’s side, kissing her at the curve of her neck. “Look at you taking your man’s dick. Your pussy is devouring him.”
Eddie lifted Nadine’s legs, wrapping them around his waist as he stood at the edge of the bed.
He pounded into her, filling her pussy to the hilt with every inch of his dick.
Tears pooled in her eyes as he rammed into her.
It had been a while since Eddie had fucked her with so much vigor.
It was violent, passionate, and too wild to be fully constrained.
And Nadine was loving every second of it.
“Creaming his dick up just like you did for me, baby,” praised Zaire. “You wanna come don’t you, Cookie?”
“Yessss,” Nadine moaned. The intensity of the pleasure they were giving her was too much.
Her hips tried to meet Eddie stroke for stroke.
But it was damn near impossible. He and his dick were in the zone.
She felt Zaire’s hand move between them, stroking her sensitive clit.
Between Zaire’s praise, her stroking, and Eddie’s dick, Nadine knew she wouldn’t last.
“I’m coming, Deanie, baby,” Eddie announced as his strokes finally slowed. She could feel him coming inside her, hot, pulsing and furiously. He had to steady himself to calm down from how hard he’d come. As he relaxed, Nadine could still feel the relative hardness of his dick inside her.
When he pulled out, Zaire eased herself between Nadine’s legs.
Nadine watched as Zaire licked, gathering every drop of cum that was leaking from her pussy.
Satisfied she’d gathered it all, Zaire crawled up toward Nadine’s face.
She pulled Nadine’s bottom lip with her thumb, opening her mouth wide as she deposited every drop of cum from her lips.
Nadine swallowed, then kissed Zaire until she was fully satisfied.
“Damn,” Eddie said as he watched the scene playing out before him. He tucked himself back into his pants before heading into the bathroom, leaving Zaire and Nadine alone.
When Zaire pulled back, Nadine blinked, as if coming back to reality. Her husband? Zaire? What just occurred between the three of them hit her like a ton of bricks.
Zaire noticed the strain on Nadine’s face. “Why are you stressing?” she asked, curling up to Nadine. “It’s just us having some fun.”
“Yeah but, this changes everything.”
“It doesn’t have to,” Zaire said, kissing Nadine’s damp forehead. “Just enjoy the moment, mami.”
Eddie came back into the bedroom with two warm, wet towels.
“Let me take care of you, both of you. Please.” He carefully began to wipe Nadine down, cleaning her gently.
He did the same to Zaire, careful to ask if it was ok, or could he touch her there.
Eddie had always been attentive, but this was tenderness in a way Nadine had never experienced. It made her love him even more.
Once Eddie was done, Nadine and Zaire slipped on their clothes and sat on the bench in front of the bed. Eddie slipped on his slacks and leaned against the dresser. Nadine wanted to say something, but she didn’t have the words. What could she possibly say?
Zaire looked between the couple. “Maybe I should head home.”
“No,” Eddie began, holding up his hand. He sighed, rubbing his low-cut Caesar. “Please, stay. We need to talk.”