Page 44 of Rock On

“Just pretend I’m not here,” Carter said, his golden eyes finding mine, a question lurking in his.

I might have nodded, because he unzipped his jeans and slowly began stroking his cock. He had big hands and long fingers—perfect for a bass player—and he worked his dick almost as beautifully as he did his guitar. His movements were sure and practiced, his face a mask of pleasure as he watched us.

“Look at how hot you make Carter,” I whispered in Harley’s ear, taking a playful bite out of the skin behind her ear.

“You’re killin’ me, Harley,” Carter moaned. “If I was inside of you right now, I’d blow in about three seconds.”

“You want a taste?” I taunted him. “What do I get if I let you have a taste of my wife?”

“Any fucking thing you want.” Carter stopped stroking his cock and dropped to his knees in front of us.

Harley froze, her fingers digging into mine.

“You want me to suck your cock?” Carter asked in a throaty whisper, reaching out a finger to lightly stroke the base of my shaft.

“Jesus, man…” I groaned at the extra stimulation. I was straight, but threesomes were different. The thought of sharing my wife with my best friend had me harder than stone, which was quite a feat considering how hard I already was.

Did I want him to blow me? With my wife watching?

Fuck, it sounded hot.

“I’d make it so good for both of you,” Carter murmured, dipping his head and pressing a light kiss on Harley’s inner thigh. “Can I touch you, Harley? Can I make you feel good?”

She didn’t’ respond, her fingers still digging into mine.

“Say yes, baby.” I gently stroked my fingers over her breasts. “You’ve never had two cocks inside of you, right?”

She briefly shook her head.

“Something to check off our sexual bucket list…”

Carter leaned over and pressed a kiss right on her clit and a little sigh left her just as she released her grip on my hands.

“That’s my girl…” I thrust up and Carter used his tongue to circle her clit.

“Oh god…” She moaned, arching her hips as Carter went down on her.

It was so fucking sexy to watch.

He and I had fooled around with the same woman on more than one occasion, before Harley and I were married, and had watched each other fuck more times than I could count. He was a sexy son of a bitch, even a straight guy like me could appreciate that. And he knew his way around a woman’s body.

Watching him lick my wife’s pussy while my cock was inside of her was next-level hot.

“Jesus, knock it off,” I growled. “I don’t want to come yet.”

Carter chuckled.

Then his mouth was on me, sucking on my balls into his mouth.

“Fuck, Carter!” I didn’t know whether to tell him to stop or to keep going. I couldn’t remember anything feeling as good as being inside Harley while Carter sucked my nuts.

“Mmm,” Carter hummed against me, making me shudder even as he slid a finger inside Harley’s vagina alongside my dick. “You’re so wet, baby…this is gonna be so good.”

Harley shifted restlessly, as if she couldn’t get enough either.

Carter didn’t appear to be in a hurry, though, somehow pulling out my cock and replacing it with two fingers. Then he sucked me deep into his mouth and my eyes rolled back.

“Jesus Fuck!” I yelled, pushing deeper into his mouth and watching him work the two of us expertly. Harley was squirming on my lap as I fought a losing battle against coming in Carter’s mouth, but there was no way to hold back. I shot off like a rocket, thrusting so hard I hit the back of his throat, but Carter never missed a beat. He swallowed every drop while continuing to work on Harley.

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