“Your turn,” she said softly, her voice laced with promise.
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She tugged at my boxers, helping me slide them off, then pulled me on top of her. Her body was still warm, still slick from Dan, her skin radiating heat. I hesitated for a moment, still reeling from the sight of her and Dan together—the way he had touched her, fucked her, made her scream like she never did for me. But then her hands found my hips, pulling me insistently into her, and I gave in.
As I entered her, she sighed contentedly, her arms wrapping around me, holding me close. Her lips found my ear, her breath hot against my skin. “Good morning,” she whispered, her voice trembling with laughter and delight.
“You like watching him fuck me, don’t you?” she whispered, her lips brushing against my ear. I nodded mutely, my breath hitching as she tightened around me. She laughed softly, her fingers tracing patterns along my spine.
“Good. Because I love it.”
Her words hit me like a punch to the gut, sharp and unexpected, but they only stoked the fire burning inside me. “Tell me more, “I breathed, my voice rough with need and afraid of the answer. “Tell me how much you love him.”
Kya laughed softly, her nails digging into my scalp as she guided my face closer to hers. “Are you sure you can handle it?” she teased, her lips grazing mine. “You looked so jealous earlier… “
“I wasn’t jealous,” I lied, my hips rocking forward slightly, savoring the way her breath hitched as I pressed deeper into her. “I just… I want to know. I want to hear you say it.”
She hummed thoughtfully, her fingers tracing idle patterns along my shoulders. “Fine,” she said, her tone playful but edged with something real, something raw. “I love how perfectly he fills me up, the way his dick is the perfect shape for me. It hits all the right spots effortlessly and makes me cum every time.
My heart pounded in my chest, her words sending a jolt of heat straight to my core. I strained to hold back my orgasm through her cutting words, her tight warmth enveloping me as she moaned softly beneath me. Her head tipped back, her eyes fluttering shut, and for a moment, I thought she might stop talking. But then her lips curved into that wicked smile again, and she opened her eyes to meet mine.
“He doesn’t even have to try like you do. It just happens,” she continued, her voice breathy and sultry. “When he’s inside me, I can’t think about anything else. I just… I just fucking lose myself.”
I slow down to keep from cumming, perched on the edge to draw out the moment.
“Mmm,” she purred, her fingers trailing down to grip my ass, pulling me closer, urging me to go harder. “Do you like hearing about him? Do you like knowing how much I crave him?”
“Yes,” I admitted, my voice breaking, picking up the pace again as I buried myself in her, again and again, each thrust growing rougher, more desperate, as her words twisted something deep inside me. She was right—she knew she was right—and the realization only fueled my need to claim her, to remind her whose wife she was.
She chuckled darkly, her nails biting into my skin as she rocked her hips to match my rhythm. “You’re such a good boy,” she cooed, her voice dripping with mockery and praise. “Watching us like that… letting him have me first… and now here you are, fucking me while I tell you all about how much better he is.”
But you’re mine,” I growled, my voice thick with possessiveness as I slammed into her, my hips pistoning against hers. “Mine, Kya.” My hips pounded into hers, our bodies slapping together in a rhythm that was almost savage in its intensity. And then, with one final, shuddering thrust, I followed her over the edge, pouring myself into her as her name spilled from my lips in a broken, desperate plea.
For a moment, we lay there tangled together, our breaths mingling, our hearts racing in unison. Then, slowly, Kya turned her head, her lips brushing against my ear, and whispered,
“Yours,” She ran her hands tenderly over my back. “But don’t forget… I’m his too now.”
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