Page 38 of Tickled Pink

“Fuck him,” he growls in her ear, just loud enough for me to hear. “Fuck him… and I’ll give you what you want.”

Chapter Ten

Thad

Phoebe purrs in my hand. I feel the subtle vibrations deep in her neck as I wrap my fingers around it.

She turns her head to look at me, her hips still rocking on Max’s cock. I crush my mouth on hers, thrusting my tongue between her lips, and she lets out another tender moan.

“Do you want it?” I ask her. “Do you want to feel my dick in your ass, baby?”

She trembles and I catch sight of goose bumps spreading along her arms. “Yes,” she answers, the word full of heat.

I give her throat the slightest squeeze and let go. “Fuck him,” I tell her again as I back away.

Phoebe doesn’t question the demand. She turns herself to face Max again, her plump body straddling him. I grip my cock, loosely stroking, as I watch her guide him inside of her.

It might seem strange to some. Hell, I never pictured ending up in a situation like this before, either. One woman. Two men. In a territorial sense, I should be livid to see my woman fucking another man, but… Phoebe.

Watching her fuck has become one of my life’s greatest pleasures.

To be on the receiving end is pure bliss. No arguments there. But to see her hips rocking and her breasts bouncing and the sweat breaking on her brow as she takes those mini-breaths just to keep herself alive while she claims what she needs…

Fuck.

Though, I suspect, that territorial rage would surely get the best of me if it were any other man inside of her. But since it’s Max… I don’t care at all.

Max is the closest thing I have to family. Brothers sans the blood. Is it any wonder that we both fell in love with the same woman? Hasn’t it been obvious that this is where we’d end up all along?

Phoebe leans over him and moans with each grind along Max’s pubic bone. Max cups her breasts, taking a good handful of both of them as he supports her. He breathes hard and I know from experience that he’s about to blow. And so is she.

I want to feel it, too.

I open the bedside table and fish through the various toys and restraints to find the bottle of lube stashed inside. I squeeze a healthy amount into my palm as I walk back to the bed and stroke myself, coating every single inch of me with a thick layer of it.

For the lady.

I add a little more onto my fingers as I kneel behind Phoebe. She straightens her back and turns her head as I sink into place.

“Relax,” I tell her. “You’ve been a very good girl.”

Max slows down, allowing her to give me some attention. He watches with curious eyes as I rub her anus with one hand and clench her neck with the other.

Phoebe’s ass puckers slightly and she moans. “Thad…”

“Relax,” I say through my teeth as I spread the lube around her asshole.

She kisses the edge of my mouth, stealing a bit of affection that I gladly give to her.

“Lean over again,” I tell her.

Phoebe hums in pleasure as she obeys, resting her hands on either side of Max’s arms as she exposes that sweet ass to me. I take hold of my lubed cock, my tip now throbbing for release, but I’m not finishing unless I get to do it in that tight opening.

I press my crown against her opening, and it parts for me. Her tight hole grips me instantly and I moan through clenched teeth as I pull out again.

Phoebe groans and I hesitate.

“Too much?” I ask.

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