Chapter 5 #3
Eve squeezed my hand. “Stefan, yes. Oh, yes. Right there, honey,” she whimpered. I turned my head to see Stefan on top of Eve, fucking her hard. Their bodies slapped together with the force of his thrusts. Her breasts shook forcefully each time as he fucked her.
“I'm coming inside you, Eve. Fuck, I'm coming,” Stefan breathed out.
They climaxed together, Eve still hanging onto my hand for dear life.
If the tightness of her grip was any indication of how strong her orgasm was, then Eve was coming really, really, really hard right now.
Stefan leaned down and kissed her lips as they rode out their climaxes together.
Then he slowly glided in and out of her for a while.
Kissing, touching, whispering soft words to each other.
The entire time—Nick did the same to me.
Except I kept my eyes on Stefan and Eve most of the time.
I wanted to see for myself. I wanted to know how Stefan looked when he came inside another woman.
And I wanted to know what kind of expression Eve would have on her face when my husband came inside her.
And I did.
I got a full close-up view.
I was surprised that it didn't bother me, though.
If you had told me a month ago that I would be okay with my husband fucking another woman, I would have laughed in your face.
But now, I think I was beginning to understand what Nick and Eve were talking about.
How sharing our spouses with each other made our love stronger. Not weaker.
Stefan kissed Eve one more time before he pulled out of her and rolled off to the side. This left Eve and me side by side in the middle of the bed. With the two men on the sides.
“Thank you, Francesca.” She turned to me and gave me a hug. Our naked breasts touching as we embraced. It didn't feel weird, or strange, or wrong.
No.
It felt—nice.
“Thank you for sharing your husband with me. I love him. And I've missed having this closeness with him. Gosh, it's been forever. Thank you.” She kissed my cheek and let go, rolling to her back.
“Don't I get a thank you too?” Stefan asked cheekily.
Eve giggled and then hugged him. “Thank you, Stefan. I love you. And I missed being with you. So much.”
He caught my eye and smiled. “I love you, too. And I missed the fuck out of you.” He kissed her bare shoulder—all while keeping his gaze on me.
Nick pulled out of me and rolled over. “I'll get rid of this.” He kissed me quickly before he slid out of bed.
Eve touched her lips to Stefan and lay back beside me. She took my hand in hers. “Are you okay? Did you have as much fun as we did? Please tell me you did.” Her eyes were slightly watery. Her lips were pink and swollen, and her pretty blonde hair was a mess. But she was still beautiful.
“Yes, I had fun. Thank you for sharing your husband with me, too.”
Eve's grin took over her face. “He's been wanting to fuck you since the first time he saw you in the hospital. When we got into the elevator on the way home, he said, “I'd love to see Francesca in a tight little nurse's uniform.” Then Eve and I laughed.
“You don't know how many times I've heard that from patients,” I told her. “But never from any as good-looking as your husband.”
Eve's face scrunched up in an adorable way. “Okay, that's kind of—icky. Now I regret telling you that.”
I laughed and touched her arm. “Don't be. I confess that I thought your husband was extremely hot when I caught sight of him the first time.”
She raised her eyebrows and nodded. “That he is.” She rolled again and hugged me. “I'm so happy you're here, Francesca. So happy.” She gave me one more tight squeeze. “I'll leave you alone with your husband while I go find mine.”
She let go of me, rolled over Stefan and kissed him briefly before exiting the bed and heading to the bathroom. I heard the water on in there. Nick must be in the shower.
“Come here, wife.” Stefan motioned to me.
I moved over, and he took me in his arms. “You're amazing. Watching Nick fuck you like that made me so fucking hard. And having your eyes on me while I fucked Eve.” He shook his head.
“Unfuckingbelieveable. I came so hard knowing you were watching every move.” His lips touched mine. But it wasn't just a quick kiss.
Nope.
His mouth covered mine—and he went almost instantly feral.
I could taste cherries, and the wine we'd been drinking. I wondered if it was from him kissing Eve. I sometimes got a whiff of cherries when she was around.
Stefan rolled over me and roughly moved my thighs apart with his knees.
“Open, Francesca,” he ordered in no uncertain terms. The edge of desperation in his voice made me want him even more.
Not that he waited for me, because he sure didn't. One second later, Stefan was inside me, thrusting like a maniac.
And it was freaking phenomenal.
I couldn't do anything except lie there and take what he was giving me.
Soon, Stefan grabbed my wrists and lifted them above my head. He’d done this before to me. And I loved it now just as much as I had then. It also seemed like he got off on it in a big way. Which was just fine with me.
Stefan’s pace increased so much that the bed shook in a crazy way. I felt familiar tingles between my legs. “Stefan,” I started to say, but he cut me off.
“I know, I know. I can already feel your tight pussy grabbing at me, pulling me in. I'm going to come so fucking hard inside you, Francesca. So fucking hard.”
Oh, my gosh.
His dirty words. And his dirty tone.
I couldn't take it. I let go and came. “Stefan!” I yelled out as my orgasm took over, pulsing through me.
Somehow, Stefan started fucking me harder—even harder—
And I screamed out as I started coming all over again, before my first orgasm had even stopped.
Finally, Stefan's hips crashed into me one more time before his climax took over and burst into me. I felt him filling me up—just like he'd filled up Eve minutes earlier. His cock jerked inside me, over and over again—just like it must have when he was coming inside of Eve.
But now—right now—he was inside me.
My husband.
In me.
I clutched onto him with every muscle I had, holding him to me. I couldn't get close enough.
His arms circled around me, too. And he pulled me in so tightly I could hardly breathe.
But it didn't matter.
In that moment, we didn't need to breathe.
We just needed to be together.
A short time later, our arms gradually let go. Stefan backed up and gazed down at me. “Fuck, you are so beautiful.” His eyes looked at my breasts and then back up to my face. “And so fuckin' perfect. I don't think I've ever come that hard.”
I laughed as he kissed me. “You say that every time.”
He chuckled and kissed me. “Because it's true,” he kissed me, “every time.”
He moved slowly, in and out of me for a while as we kissed and touched some more.
I had a question for him, though. Something that I'd noticed. “Can I ask you something?” I mumbled against his mouth.
“Of course. Ask me anything, anytime.” He pulled out and lay beside me. Then he gathered me into his arms. I didn't lie on his chest, though. I wanted to look at him while I asked, “I love having sex with you.”
Stefan chuckled. “That's good. I love having sex with you, too.” His fingers caressed the side of my face.
“But I've noticed that after I'm with Nick—” I bit my lip and shrugged. “And then I'm with you after—”
Stefan cut me off and laughed. “It's wild as fuck?”
I nodded enthusiastically. “Yes!” I pointed at him. “That.”
Stefan sighed and said, “Because I'm reclaiming you. Trying to erase the last man's dick from your memory. And making sure you remember mine.”
My mouth opened wide, and so did my eyes. “Oh,” I said, because that actually made a lot of sense. “Is it always like that?” I asked, wondering if that was part of this life he'd been involved with for much longer than me.
He sighed again and cupped my face with his hands.
His voice was low and quiet. “I don't know, Chesca.
I've never loved anyone like I love you.” His eyes trailed over my face.
“You have to realize that parts of this are new to me, too.
Just because I've done this before doesn't mean I’ve felt like I do right now. You were never factored into the equation, Francesca.”
Oh.
My.
Heart.
This man had made it burst.
“So, yes, I'll fuck Eve. And I'll fuck Giselle. But they are not you.” He pulled me to him and let his lips touch mine. “I love you like no other.”
I felt my eyes sting. This man was too sweet.
Suddenly, a loud scream echoed out of the bathroom—followed immediately by Nick's deep groan.
Stefan and I stopped kissing and looked at each other.
Then we laughed so hard that it was difficult to stop.
“We can hear you!” Eve called from the bathroom. But that only made us laugh harder.
“Stefan, why don't you bring your new wife in here? We can conserve water if we all shower together,” Nick yelled to us.
Stefan's eyebrows rose. “He's got a point. It would be a shame to waste water.”
I smiled at him.
And then we climbed out of bed to go help the environment.