Page 74 of The Puck Decoy

When the guys turn towards us, it takes everything in me to swallow my moans, and I focus on my phone like it’s the most interesting thing in the world, as Josh pretends to laze around beneath me.

“You guys heading out?” he asks, his tone appearing completely casual and unaffected, as his fingers continue to sink in and out of my cunt.

“Yeah we want to get on the road before the traffic gets too crazy,” Landon replies, but it’s Levi’s gaze I can feel burning into us.

“Okay, well drive safe,” Josh tosses back, giving them that typical guy nod, and turning his attention to my phone, as if whatever is on it is also interesting to him.

“Merry Christmas guys,” Landon calls over his shoulder as he heads out, and after lingering for just a second longer, Levi follows after him too.

Josh doesn’t even wait for the front door to fully shut, before he is slamming his fingers in and out of me, and rubbing his palm against my clit like his only mission in life is to make me come. His other hand snatches around my throat and turns my head so he can capture my mouth with his own. Then he is fucking me with his hand, capturing every gasp and moan, while his friends are still right outside.

I come so hard I swear I black out for a second, but he doesn’t relent, just continues to fuck me through my orgasm until I am grinding and panting against him like a horny little slut. Then before I can even catch my breath, he rips the blanket off us, pulls my panties to the side, and then frees his cock, pumping it twice, before lining it up with my pussy and slamming me down onto it.

The moan tears from my throat freely now, as Josh sweeps my hair to the side over my shoulder, and leans back in the chair and starts fucking me from below. “Fuck, this god damn jersey”he groans deeply, his hands spreading my ass cheeks, as he no doubt watches himself sink inside of me. “Do you have any idea how fucking good it feels to fuck my wife whileourlast name is spread across your back?” he grunts, fisting his jersey, and pulling it tight against my skin, as I grind my hips into his. “You look so fucking good in it, Hals,” he adds with an almost pained moan, like he has been holding in that truth for far too long.

My eyes flick towards the window where I can clearly still see Landon and Levi loading up the car, as I moan, “Joshua, they could still catch us,” I gasp, his cock hitting that place inside of me, as he releases the jersey and leans up to bring his chest to my back.

I continue to grind into his lap, my chest heaving as he cups my tits through the fabric, toying with my nipples until they are hard and aching. “Someone already has,” he grunts into my ear, his pace never relenting, as his left hand closes around my throat, his thumb pushing my head to the right where I meet the dark and stormy eyes of his roommate.

Daemon is standing frozen on the threshold of the room, his eyes taking in every inch of the scene before him, and I can’t stop the clenching of my pussy in his presence.Fuck. What the hell is wrong with me?

Granted he can’t exactly see anything, I am drowned in Josh’s jersey so both my tits and pussy are still covered, but it doesn’t take a genius to figure out why I am grinding in his best friend’s lap. I expect Josh to stop, or tell Daemon to fuck off, but I watch as Daemon’s eyes collide with my husband’s, and they have some sort of silent communication.

I can’t read the expression on Daemon’s face, his mask blanker than my own, just like always, yet Josh’s hand flexes around my throat possessively. “Stay,” Josh commands, and I should be embarrassed, maybe even ashamed, but when his eyes flick back over us both and turn heated, I can’t help but bask inthe forbiddenness of it all. Especially when Josh’s mouth is still hot on my neck as he breathes, “Daemon likes to watch.”

His words force me back to the night of Halloween, because of course I already know that Daemon likes to watch. I remember vividly what it felt like when he watched Archer kiss me and feeling more free than I did then, I can’t help but smile, as I reply, “I know, I remember.” Josh squeezes my throat in response, the heat of his ring blinding, as he silently pleads for more information. “He was there during truth or dare,” I add, still slowly riding him under the watchful eyes of his friend. “He watched as Alexander dared Archer to kiss me.”

The hand around my throat flexes again at the mention of kissing his teammate, and he grunts, grinding his cock into me a little harder until I moan. “Does my wife want to play again?” Josh asks, letting his other hand slip beneath the hem of his jersey so he can play with my clit. I’m nodding before I even realize, marveling at how Daemon’s body turns to stone at our conversation. “Truth or dare, Hallie?”

Not yet confident enough to pick what I know he wants me to, I can’t help but gasp out, “Truth.” I feel his smirk against my ear, his harsh, moaned breaths only sending me even more wild for him.

“Do you like my best friend watching you? Do you like knowing you belong to me and that I can own you like this? Do you like feeling his eyes trail over you while you ride my cock like a fucking goddess knowing I won’t let him or anyone else touch you?”

Fuck.

“Yes,” I moan, clenching around him, his filthy words making me even wetter. “Yes, yes, I like it.”

Josh’s hand is dripping between my thighs, playing with the mess I am making for him, as he purrs, “Good girl.” I know the moment his eyes flick back to Daemon, watching him, warninghim, yet his friend doesn’t move an inch. “Now let’s play again, truth or dare, Hallie, and you already used your truth.”

His hand slows his pace against my clit making me groan, as I grind my hips down into him silently begging for more. I know I won’t get it, not until I give him what he wants, no, what he needs, and fuck I have never felt more powerful. He might have all the control, but he is giving me a freedom I have never even thought was possible.

My eyes collide with Daemon’s again, and I swear I can see amusement there, like he is trying to convey some sort of message, not that I am in any position to decipher it right now. Josh’s hand is slick as it sides up and down my pussy, giving Daemon everything, yet showing him nothing. It’s exhilarating, and all I can do is smirk as I breathe, “Dare.”

Josh’s voice is stained in nothing but pleasure as he demands, “I dare you to come on my cock while my best friend watches.”

Fuck.

The sentence has barely fallen from his lips before he starts pounding into me from below, and when I try to move my own hips again he tightens his hold. Then he is pumping into me from below, driving his dick so hard into my pussy that the only sounds in the room are our pleasured breaths, and the wet smack our bodies. The sound is obscene, and I just take it. I take every inch of his cock, as his best friend watches, and I have never been more turned on in my life.

Daemon surveys us with keen interest, but his eyes bounce between the two of us, like he can’t quite choose where to look, and when my pussy starts clenching at the thought of him enjoying seeing both of us, Josh uses the hand around my throat to pull my stare back to him.

“I think that’s enough looking at my best friend, wife, I want your eyes on mine when you come for me,” he grunts, shovingmy hips back down on his, and all I can do is stare at him and let him see what he does to me.

“Joshua,” I whisper, wanting this little moment only for us, and his eyes sparkle, as he feels me getting ready to fall apart around him.

“Come for me, baby, I love feeling you squeezing my dick,” he murmurs against my mouth, grinding our hips together, until I am shaking against him, as my orgasm takes over completely.

“Fuck,” I scream, flexing my own hands on his knees and bouncing up and down on his cock, as I ride out my wave of pleasure, only spurred on by two manly grunts as they watch me.

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