Page 48 of Bought For Us

“Do you have feelings of more than friendship for her, or think you could?” He says nothing. “You won’t hurt my feelings if you say yes, baby.”

He licks his lips and takes a deep breath. “Yes.” This time it’s more of a whisper. But his answer makes me want to smile so damn big.

“But, you're jumping the gun, baby. You don’t know how Cora feels.”

“I know she wanted to ask me out back in high school.” That would have had me over the fucking moon if it wasn’t such a bad time. “If I stood a chance then, maybe I do now. It wouldn’t hurt, would it? I know we said just someone to have fun with, but I don’t want to just have fun with Cora. I want to have everything with her. With us.”

“You really want that, don’t you?” he asks softly.

I nod. “And it’s killing me, driving me bananas that she’s out with another guy. Knowing she’s bi, even thinking of her hanging out with another girl makes it worse.”

“I love it when you're jealous,” he chuckles. “Gets me fucking hard.” He grabs my hand and places it on his erection. I bite my lip, my pussy growing wet and needy.

“That must be uncomfortable,” my voice turns husky as I lower myself to my knees. Reaching out, I grab the waistband of his pants. “Let me help you out with that.”

He looks down at me lovingly as he pets the side of my head. “You're so fucking beautiful.” I preen up at him, always a whore for his praise. “Now, take my cock out and suck me down like a good girl.” His voice is a low rumble, sending a shiver down my spine.

Biting my lip, I keep eye contact with him seductively and make work of his belt, my thighs clenching together with need. The mouth on this man never fails to make me wet like a damn river.

When I lower his zipper and pull his pants down enough, his cock springs free, almost hitting me in the face. My eyes drop to his long, thick, veiny shaft, my mouth watering at the sight. Pre cum beads on the tip and I lean forward and lick it off, humming at the slightly salty taste.

Zack hisses, grabbing a handful of my hair. “Fuck, Kimmy.” He groans.

I want to hear how crazy I make him, so I reach up and wrap my hand around his cock, giving him a good pump. “Don’t tease me, wife,” he growls and I smirk up at him like the brat I am.

Wanting to be a good girl, I take the head into my mouth and suck. “Damn it,” he curses and I grin as I swirl my tongue around the head before taking him as far as I can. The moan he makes has me eager to give him more.

I start to suck on him, using my tongue to massage the bottom of his cock. He starts to thrust his hips, forcing me to take him at his pace. Eventually, I just stop and let him use me like I love.

“That's it, baby. Take my cock like a good fucking girl.” He groans as he starts to fuck my face. I relax my jaw, letting him get deeper. I’m so turned on right now. Then he goes and opens his mouth and makes it worse. “Are you wet, baby?” I nod. “How wet would you be if Cora was here, watching.” I whimper as I imagine her bright blue eyes heavy with lust. “Her lips parted, breathing labored. She would slowly slide her hand into her pants, and play with her pretty little clit as I make you gag on my cock.”

My eyes roll back as I begin moving my fingers down over my belly, past my waistband and slide them into my panties. I whimper when I feel just how wet I am.

Zack looks down at me, a smug grin taking over his face. “You like that idea, don’t you?”

I nod, the movement making his cock hit the back of my throat and I gag a little.

“Are you sliding your fingers between your folds like she would? Are you digging them into your tight pussy and imagining it’s Cora’s fingers.”

My eyes flutter shut and I do. I slip my fingers inside me, rocking against the palm of my hand before bringing my slick fingers up and over my swollen bud.

“Play with yourself, baby. Pretend it’s Cora’s fingers that are teasing you, working you over. Making you come.”

I move my fingers faster as Zack ups his pace. The room fills with our heavy breathing, my muffled moaning, his curses and hisses.

“Are you gonna come for me, wife?” he growls, panting. “Are you going to cum all over that hand for Cora?”

My belly coils tight and I’m seconds away from bursting.

“Fuck. Kimmy, I’m gonna cum. You better cum with me.” He groans a second later as his body tightens. He thrusts forward, forcing me to take his whole cock down my throat as he cums, shuddering above me. My orgasm hits me as the first burst of cum slides down my throat.

I swallow him down the best I can as my body writhes on the floor, my pussy clamped around my fingers and I soak my hand.

“Such a good fucking girl,” he praises as he pulls his cock free, wiping the bit of cum that slipped out the side of my mouth and pushes it back in with his thumb. I suck on his thumb, wanting any drop of him I can get.

“Perfect,” he whispers and then pulls me to my feet. When I’m standing he pulls my hand out of my bottoms and brings my fingers dripping with my arousal to his mouth. He locks eyes with me as he sucks them in and cleans them off. Fucking hell, this man.

“I wonder if Cora tastes as sweet as you do my love,” he murmurs, licking his lips.

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