Page 43 of Now You See Him
“Are you ready?” he whispered, just for her.
“Yes.”
She lowered to her knees, unclasped Derrick’s belt, and pulled the tab of his zipper down. His erection bobbed, thick and long and hard. The bulbous head was slick with wetness, and the silky skin was warm as she wrapped her fingers around him. Tina carefully licked the tip, then took him in her mouth just as she had the night before.
“No!”
Logan’s fierce scream was loud enough to interrupt her feast and the feel of Derrick in her mouth nudging the back of her throat. Tina looked over her shoulder, glaring at her former fiancé. “What is it?”
“You’re insane. You’ve lost your mind. We’ve all lost our minds,” he said, his shoulders rising and falling with each desperate attempt for a breath. “How am I tied to this chair? What are you doing, Tina?”
The panic in his eyes was an aphrodisiac and she wanted to see him cry from it.
She got to her feet and turned to face him, fully nude. “Maybe you’d like a demonstration on what it looks like when I feel pleasure.”
Derrick understood what she meant way before Logan was able to process their next moves. Tina gloried in the feel of her lover’s arms as he lifted her in a bridal carry and carted her to the bed. After placing her on the bedspread, he carefully adjustedher body so her head hung off the side and she could look at Logan from an upside-down position. Then he maneuvered between her bent knees. His hands stroked over her soft skin from knee to hip. The sensation was accompanied by the sound of Logan’s desperate attempts to get out of the chair.
When Derrick ran one finger over her clit and between her cunt, Tina’s eyes fluttered closed with a long, heartfelt sigh.
“Eyes open.” Derrick’s words were accompanied by a quick slap against her pussy lips. She yelped, her hips jerked, and her eyes flew open in time to see Logan’s shocked expression. It was as if he were staring at a stranger.
“This is me, Logan,” she whispered. Then laughed. It was so freeing and came from deep in her gut. “Derrick, show him how I come.”
Derrick did just that. He slipped two fingers inside her, pushing deep while he focused on teasing her clit with soft, gentle flicks of his tongue until she was writhing against his mouth, soaking his chin with her wetness.
“Derrick,” she cried out, keeping eye contact with Logan. “Derrick, you lick me sogood. Yes, fuck me with your tongue.”
Her hips rolled to meet his eager mouth while she pinched her nipples, her shoulders pressing deep into the mattress as her back arched.
He edged her good and hard until she was begging for him to fuck her. Her skin was starting to glow from perspiration as she inched closer and closer to an orgasm, but Derrick deprived her from coming.
Logan continued to stare in shock, in horror at the picture they made. He would pause to stare before resuming his feeble attempts at breaking free.
Tina reached down and stroked her fingers through Derrick’s hair. “Enough, baby,” she whispered. Derrick’s tongue became insistent as he feasted harder and faster than he had before. Tinafelt the orgasm rise just as Logan started to shout obscenities at her.
She came on a sigh, a giggle, her fingers plucking her swollen nipples as she delicately trembled under the onslaught of her pleasure.
Derrick kissed a trail over her stomach, between her breasts, and hovered over her body as he also took a moment to look at Logan.
“You murdered my brother,” he said calmly. His accusation cut Logan’s tirade short. “You murdered my brother,” Derrick repeated. “And you fucked his wife.”
“You can’t prove anything,” Logan spat.
“No,” Derrick said with a chuckle. He absently pressed a kiss to Tina’s collarbone. “No, I can’t prove anything. But I can make you regret it as I fuck your fiancé”
“T-Tina?”
She ignored the pathetic little whimper and pressed her knees into the mattress to make even more space for Derrick. When she felt the nudge of his cock against her entrance, Tina moaned again, writhing against the sheets.
“Fuck me, Derrick,” she whispered. “Fuck me bare.”
“What? No! Tina. Stop this. Stop it right now. Let me go!”
The sound of her fiancé’s protests turned into background noise as Derrick slowly pushed inside her. He was familiar. The shape of his dick, the blunt head insistent and firm, making space inside of her as he worked his way deep, and she couldn’t catch her breath. Her tongue tangled with his as he began to pump in and out of her in slow, insistent thrusts until he was finally balls deep.
“I’m fucking your woman,” Derrick said with a throaty laugh and a quick glance at the man in the chair. “I’m so deep inside her that you could only dream of fucking her this good. Did you know, Logan? Did you know that I made her my slut withher hips on your pillow? Her come mixed with mine on your sheets?”
Tina moaned at his words, at how hot they made her feel. Then she forgot about Logan altogether as he thrust into her hard, her heels bouncing against his lower back, her head jerking against the side of the mattress.
