Page 77 of Wrong Pucking Player

This was the outlet I needed to make sure she stayed mine.

Seeing that bartender made my vision go red. How he smiled and took in her divine beauty.

Licking his lips, excited to be the one to kiss her.

Fuck her.

As if he’s worthy of someone so precious.

The memory provokes me to lean downward, kissing my girl ruthlessly as a reminder that she has the best intense chemistry with me.

Who else can match me?

I’d love to face them.

For a brief moment, Oscar comes to my mind, but I dismiss it just as quickly.

Ignoring how my cock grows harder with the sudden idea of him in the picture.

I’ve never explored that area of sexual desire, if I was even into men to the slightest degree.

Mentally, I can agree that if Xandra wanted to try something kinky like a threesome, I may actually be interested in it, but would I participate?

Kiss the guy? Be potentially fucked by him while Xandra watches? Fuck…

Breaking the kiss, I needed to breathe again so the room wouldn’t go on a spinning tangent all over again.

“Wyatt.” The way Xandra slurs my name makes me groan and kiss her briefly.

“Yes, babe?”

“Let me enjoy your cock a bit more.”

She wants to watch me wither from her mouth expertise.

“You’ll make me cum far too fast, Wildflower.”

“Maybe.” There’s that sweet smile on her lips that tug up from the corners of her swollen lips. “But then you can fuck me with your cock that’s mine, yes?”

Her eyes are wild with hunger, and I can see how happy she is with the hidden gem she discovered right before sucking me off until this very point.

The tattoo along the base of my shaft. Clean shaven of hair after I shaved it this evening. Displaying my hidden secret.

Her name.

Not the name she disdains.

Just ‘Mackenzie Andrews’.

‘My Xandra’ along my length.

Making the combination look like an actual cross.

I gotta shout out my tattoo artist for that one…

“You want me inside that bad, Glimmering Diamond?” That makes me excited because I’ve been craving to fuck her since I was at Mikayla’s place. “To fuck you nice and deep until you’re screaming and milking me dry?”

“Yes,” she moans while her hand wraps around my cock.

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