Page 3 of Be With Us: An Urban Foursome Love Story

She kept thinking back to just before Cassian came home. How she had lost herself when she’d pictured Cass in her fantasy. The four of them together, being watched as she was taken by the Duke, kissing Victoria’s lips and caressing her naked bosom. She felt herself getting aroused again as her imagination ran away from her.

Cassian leant down and began to kiss the nape of her neck, the bristles of his short beard prickling her skin and sending shivers down to her belly button and she felt a brief surge of audacity.

She desperately wanted to tell her husband about her fantasy, to share it with him and explore it together. Their marriage was built on communication and honesty, and she hated keeping anything from Cassian, but she was worried that this might be going too far.

‘So that was, unexpected?’ said Cassian.

‘I liked it,’ said Emilia. ‘Did you?’

‘Yes,’ he laughed. ‘You certainly did. Did you… you know? Twice?’

Emilia nodded and smiled.

For a while they were quiet as Cassian massaged her back and shoulders, but Emilia’s mind was racing. Making love to her husband in the garden had been even more exhilarating than touching herself. They hadn’t been particularly quiet either. But it wasn’t just the thought of being caught that turned her on, it was the thought of someone watching them as they were being intimate.

‘Cass, is there anything else you want to do? In the bedroom?’ she asked, suddenly. The words came tumbling out of her mouth before she’d thought about them, and she felt flushed with a sudden sense of apprehension.

‘Sunday afternoon blow jobs,’ said Cassian immediately.

Emilia laughed, relaxing a little, ‘I’m serious. Is there anything you want to do that we don’t already do?’

‘Other than surprise garden sex?’

Cassian continued to caress her shoulders. ’Maybe more dirty talk?’ he said.

‘Like, fuck me harder or suck my dick, you little slut?’ she laughed.

‘Somewhere between the two. More like, talking about fantasies. Why? Where is this going?’

‘I’m just curious,’ she said.

‘What would you like?’ he asked.

‘I don’t know,’ she said, then paused feeling nervous and ashamed but desperate to tell him. ‘There is something.’

Cassian stopped kneading her back.

‘What is it?’

‘I’m scared to say.’

‘Tell me, you can trust me.’

Emilia lay still, frozen and ridged and a little panic stricken. How was she supposed to bring this up? How did other people do it? Hey, honey. I kind of want to see what it might be like to get fucked by another couple? You down?

Instead she said, ‘Have you ever cheated on me?’ and immediately regretted it.

‘Twice this week,’ said Cassian. ‘Once with your sister.’

Emilia went to roll over, but Cassian’s strong hands pinned her back down and she felt his lips at her ear.

‘Not once, and not ever,’ he said, his voice barely a whisper, sending tingles across her scalp. ‘I am yours and you are mine.’

‘Dick,’ she said as he let go and continued to caress her. ‘Haven't you ever thought about it though?’

‘No, have you?’ he said.

‘No.’

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