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“Fuck, I’m cumming, fuckkkkkkkk!!!!” I cry out as my body visibly shivers as they thrust harder and Ryder’s grip tightens, pumping me faster. Spurts of cum shoot onto Ryder’s stomach as Jay bends down, licking the mess.
“Fuck, that’s so hot!” Jade says from behind as they both slow their pace. I let go of Ryder's throat and catch my breath as Jade pulls out of me.
“I’m not done with you yet.” Ryder winks, and I nod.
“We need to move so Jade can watch,” I tell him as Jay strips off his clothes. Jade gets off the bed and unbuckles her toy, placing it on the dresser, then sits down in the chair, hooking the pump up to her tits.
“You may proceed,” she says with a smirk, turning the machine on. Jay sits on the edge of the bed, stroking his cock, and I roll off Ryder.
“Come make my cock wet,” Jay commands, looking at us both. We get off the bed and sink to our knees, sucking Jay down his length, taking turns licking the tip. “Such good boys,” he hisses as I take his cock down my throat as far as it can go while Ryder sucks his balls. The sound of how wet Jade is echoes through the room, and my dick is already hard and ready to go again.
“Drenched, huh, Princess?” Jay asks, and she moans her answer. “Ry, let me stretch that ass again.” He smirks, and I release him with a pop as Ry stands and Jay leans in, licking his hole and spitting on it before spreading his cheeks as Ry sinks down onto him. His eyes roll as Jay thrusts up into him and wraps his hand around his throat, licking the side of his face. I stroke my cock watching; my mouth waters to play too. I swipe my thumb over Ryder's tip, making him jump at how sensitive he is. He cries out, panting as Jay pounds into him, tightening his grip on his throat.
“Bounce on his cock. Let’s give Princess the show she’s been begging for,” Jay orders as I spin, my eyes colliding with her hooded ones as her fingers rapidly flick her clit. I sink down onto Ryder's hard cock and I moan, rolling my hips as we all find a rhythm, fucking each other while watching my wife edge herself.
“I want to cum with you all, so tell me when,” she whimpers, slowing down her pace. Moans, whimpers, and panting echo through the room as Jay slams into Ryder, who slams into me while jerking my cock so fast I’m not sure how much longer I can hold on.
“Fuck, Ry, slow down or I’m going to cum.”
“I can’t help it. You’re so fucking warm. You feel amazing,” he says.
“Tight, warm, and perfect. Fuck! I’m going to cum!” Jay growls, and Ryder moans making me whimper as Jade explodes in the chair, her whole body convulsing while her release sprays against the chair, splashing onto the floor, but she doesn’t stop and she doesn’t slow down, just moans so fucking loud that I nut so fucking hard into Ryder’s hand and onto the floor. She screams through another orgasm as Ryder pounds into me a few more times before they both are growling their release. Spurts of cum fill my ass as my cock softens and I heave for air.
“Holy fucking shit, that was hot,” she pants as Ryder taps me to get up. I slowly ease off his dick and plop down on the bed next to them. Ryder is next to get up, and the three of us just lay here for a second, trying to catch our breaths. “We need to do this more often,” she exclaims, and I laugh.
Of course, my wife would want a repeat. Insatiable little queen.
Jade
Fling Before the Ring
Two months later…
Tonight is my bachelorette party, and I am ready to fuck shit up. The guys wouldn’t let me go to Vegas alone like I wanted to, so I settled on a night in the city. But in the meantime, me, Ophelia, and Lucille go dress shopping. I’ve been avoiding this part of the whole wedding planning. I wish my mom were here for this. I should be finding the perfect dress with her, but reality is I’m all alone. I don’t have many friends. Most of them are girlfriends of other associates we have. I thought Kayla was my best friend, a sister at best, and we saw how that turned out. Since then, I have had a very hard time trusting another female. Ophelia is different though. If Spade trusts her, then I do as well. Plus, she's been there for our family more times than I can count. Now, Lucielle was one of my mom's friends from the club. Before my brothers patched in, her late husband was John’s Vice President and she and my mom were inseparable when she came back from Ireland. She’s the only aunt I’ve known my whole life.I’ve never met my grandparents on either side, which somehow makes me feel robbed of a family, which is why I’m so adamant about building one with my guys and showing them how it should be. I’m honestly just winging it and hoping for the best.
“We’re here, dear,” says Carmichael, my driver and guard for the day. Getting out of the limo, I take a deep breath, looking at the bridal store near Time Square, which is by appointment only. Lucille and O get out behind me and gasp.
“This place looks really expensive,” O says, and I smile, flashing a black card Dario gave me. She laughs, shaking her head at me as she walks to the door, pressing the button.
“It really does, and these buildings are so tall. It’s freaking me out a bit,” Lucille adds.
“I can’t believe you’ve never been to the city in all your life. I’m so excited to be the one to pop your cherry,” I giggle, and she shakes her head.
“I wish Theresa were here to see this.” She smiles, grabbing my hand as a very tall woman with sleek black hair wearing a white pantsuit opens the door for us.
“Miss Rivers, welcome to Lotus. I’m Cynthia, and I will be taking care of you all today. Let’s start you ladies off with some champagne, or would you prefer wine?” She asks in a sickly-sweet tone that I actually don’t find annoying.
“Thank you, Cynthia, but call me Jade.” I smile, looking over to the girls as we enter the shop. “This is Ophelia, my maid of honor, and this is Lucille, the closest person I have to a mom.”
“Very nice to meet you all. Right this way. We have a private room set up for you today,” she says, guiding us to where we need to go. Opening the door, we walk into a fully carpeted room with private dressing rooms, couches, and dresses hanging on racks and mannequins. The wedding dresses are all in hues of black and red, all different styles. There’s not a white one in the room, which I guess Jamie critiqued exactly what he wanted.She delivered. The dresses on the opposite side are for the bridesmaids to choose from. Of course, they are all black and cream. My husband certainly has a taste.
“Will there be others coming today?” Cynthia asks, and I nod.
“Yes, Presley and Giovanna will be here shortly. I assume my husband picked out a flower girl dress and 3 tuxedos for the kids?” I ask, and her smile widens.
“Yes, they are being delivered today, and the kids will be fitted,” she assures me, and I nod.
“Wine, you guys?” I ask, looking at O and Lucille. They both nod, and Cynthia leaves the room. I walk around, running my fingers along the different fabrics, thinking about how indecisive I am about which one I want to try on first.
