Page 20 of I Replaced His Husband
Kay huffed and muttered, "Sure, whatever. Yours now."
I bit the spot where his neck met his shoulder, just beside his gland, and he gasped.
"Not good enough, Kay."
He growled in frustration. "Just get to work!"
"You want my dick? Say it like you mean it. Is it mine? That tight little pink beauty, just for me?"
His snort came out rough, but his cock pulsed in my grip. Maybe he liked a little dirty talk?
"Fine. It’s yours. As long as you’re here, it’s only yours to use."
"Perfect. Now call it the right name."
"What?"
"You know how to call it."
Kay growled but gritted out, "That tight little pink beauty is yours!"
"Now we’re talking."
I couldn’t wait anymore. I straightened up, unzipped my pants, and in two seconds, I was buried deep inside him, bottoming out in a single thrust.
And wow! We both came, again!
Unreal.
Our moans blended, rising together into a long, intense crescendo. I couldn’t remember the last time I came that hard. What was going on here? My balls clenched tight as I spurted inside him like a damn fire hose. He was trembling all over,his body locking down on me like a vice, gripping me with everything he had.
And just like the first time, I didn’t go soft. I pressed my lips to his neck, licking and kissing it, planting open-mouthed kisses as I wrapped my arms around his slender body and started thrusting into him again, completely drunk on him, sinking into that sweet, hot tunnel.
Dear Fate, it was insane. I’d never wanted anyone like this, so wildly, so completely!
"Fuck, Kay, I want you so fucking bad it’s unreal," I moaned into his ear, not missing a beat. I slid my hand around his shaft and started jerking him off, and within two minutes he came again. But I didn’t stop. His dick stayed hard. For the next ten minutes, before I finally finished too, he came one more time.
And this time he didn't hold back; he moaned loudly and shamelessly.
So three for him, two for me.
Was it our dirty talk that had heated the atmosphere so much?
Knowing how intense we both were, I was pretty sure Adam and Marco could hear us if they happened to step out onto the terrace. But honestly, did I care?
When we were finally done, I stayed there, with my forehead resting on his shoulder for a while, catching my breath. Then I pulled his pants back up and stepped away.
He just stood there, facing away from me, completely silent. And then, without a word, he… turned and left.
No glance. No acknowledgement. Just walked away.
Not exactly the afterglow I was hoping for. Three orgasms in ten minutes, and he was gone? His boundaries were definitely in place. No fraternizing beyond the ‘job’.
Sure, I could’ve let myself feel disappointed. But it hit me, this was just day one. The very first day!Relax, Rain.
And yet, I could already tell Adam had kind of… won.
The decision came quietly, somewhere in the background of my sex-frenzied brain, without me even realizing I was making it. The slow sinking of the idea began: that what Adam said wasn’t so crazy after all.
