Page 38 of Accepted Precedent
“Fuck, that feels good,” Mick groans. “I love how you have her tight cunt squeezing my cock. Make her come for me, baby.” I pick up my pace slightly and adjust the pressure until I find a rhythm that makes her legs shake. “Just like that. She’s already close.”
He untangles one of his hands from my hair to play with her full breasts, teasing and tweaking her pierced nipples, alternating between them. Evie tugs me closer, and the sting on my scalp has my cock leaking.
“Look at you, taking my cock so well,” he whispers to Evie. “Tell me how good it feels to have your husband tasting you while I’m buried inside you.”
“It feels so good, but I need more,” she breathes, and I spread her wider, lapping from his balls to her clit in long, slow strokes. I swap my tongue with my thumb, making her gasp. “Yes, right there!”
“Come for us, angel. Let me feel your tight cunt quivering around me while he sends you over the edge.”
He begins rocking in and out of her in short thrusts, and it’s enough to have her soaking the bunched sheets beneath us. Mickey’s eyes meet mine, and the heat of his gaze has my cock aching for him. I don’t slow my pace as I move up the bed and brush Evelyn’s hair off her damp forehead as she comes down from her high. They’re truly beautiful together. “How are you feeling, babe?”
“I… I’m good.”
“Thank you for taking care of our girl. Do you want her arse or her sweet cunt?”
His question takes me off guard, but as I glance to where they are joined, I snap, “Fuck, pull out! She’s not on birth control!”
“You don’t want me breeding your pretty little wife?” he chuckles darkly.
“I don’t want kids! If she gets pregnant, I’ll have to pretend to be their father.”
“I’m right here, guys,” she groans. Her words are a little slurred, almost like she’s buzzed. “But don’t worry, I’ll stop by the pharmacy today, just in case.”
“You want Daddy to fill you, don’t you, angel?”
She replies with a nod as Mickey rubs her lower belly possessively. This doesn’t feel like an ordinary breeding kink—there’s desperation masked in his tone. He’s always wanted kids, the house in the suburbs, barbecue block parties, fucking PTA meetings… It’s a life he’ll never get to live. For years he stayed away from Evelyn, and I hate that if she wasn’t my wife she could give him everything. They’d both be happy. Once the dust settles from the election, I’ll need to speak with Finn to see how possible it would be to let Evie go.
“Think she could take both of us?” I offer, wanting a small connection with him that I’ve missed for years.
“Lay down, baby. Let’s find out.”
I roll onto my back, and as he slips out of her, he lifts her to straddle me. “If it’s too much, you know what to do.”
Mickey slides her onto my throbbing cock, and with the authoritative growl I’ve craved, he insists, "She can take it.” Pressing Evie until our chests meet, excitement dances in his eyes. “You’re going to be my good boy and not come until she does.”
“Yes, Daddy,” the honorific tumbles from me without a second thought.
He grips Evelyn’s hips and grinds her onto me until I’m balls deep. The last time I slept with her, I selfishly imagined it was Kristin. It was incredibly fucked up, but with Mickey here, I’m able to remain present.
“All right, angel, I need you to take a deep breath for me.” Rolling her hips, he pulls her ass in the air and teases the base of my shaft with the tip of his cock. “You remember your safe word?
“Mmhmm.”
“Both of you?”
“Yes,” I wince as he pushes in an inch. “We may need lube though.”
“She’s wet enough,” he growls, pressing in another few inches.
“Brussel sprout!”
In an instant, he pulls out and she’s in his arms. “I’m so sorry, angel. It was too much, too fast. Are you okay?”
“Yes, I’m all right.”
Mick kisses her shoulder and neck, keeping her in a tight hold. I prop onto my elbows and my heart swells as he sets her beside me. “What can I do to help?”
“This is my fault,” he insists, kissing every inch of her skin within reach.
