Page 67 of Make My Heart Race


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Moving her to the couch, I didn’t let my lips leave hers. I devoured her until she curled into me, chasing the taste of my tongue, and I fed it to her. I couldn’t get enough of our combined taste. I pulled her down until she was straddling my lap, and I finally got my hands on that sexy-as-sin, heart-shaped ass.

Flexing my fingers, I pulled her tighter to my body, wanting to feel every inch of her hot skin against mine. I could feel the eyes of the guys on me, watching her move over me like this was live-action porn and the only thing missing was the pizza man.

I let my hands run up and down her curves, memorizing them. I slid my hands under her shirt, finding the soft skin of her hips. She was so beautiful, but I’d been with many “beautiful” women. There was something so magnetic about her that she had me obsessed, transfixed on doing nothing but pleasing her.

“Look at you, Stellina. You have us all transfixed. Just wanting to please you.” I traced my lips down her throat, kissing the little hollow at the base before moving across her collarbone. “Wanting to hear your sweet sounds, make you come.”

She was giving me those sweet noises now. Jesse stepped forward, hooking his fingers under the hem of her shirt. He hesitated a moment in case she wanted to stop, but she just put her hands in the air so he could tug it off easily. I grinned, moving my lips to the engorged swell of her breasts.

Was it weird that I kind of wanted to taste her breast milk? Maybe another time—I didn’t want to freak her out right now and run the chance of shutting this all down. I leaned her further back so the other two men in the room had a good view as I kissed between her breasts.

“Do you want to taste?” I asked them, and Hayes dived for her, taking her lips with his. He had a painful looking hard-on, and I kind of felt bad for him. Kind of.

Deciding I was too hampered with her on my lap, especially when I wanted to explore, I laid her on the couch, sucking and licking my way further down her body. I felt her suck in her stomach, and I frowned up at her, but didn’t say anything. Was I in a position to tell her that she didn’t need to do that shit around me?

Instead, I sucked the skin over her hip bone, leaving a hickey, marking her as mine. I gripped the waistband of her soft knitted pants, dragging them down those gorgeous thighs. She lifted her ass up to make it easier, and I appreciated the effort, because soon enough, I could settle myself exactly where I wanted to be.

Sliding her thighs over my shoulders, I looked up at her. She was stroking Hayes’s cock through his pants while Jesse kissed her, but when I stilled, she pulled her eyes to me. “Fuck, you look like the sacrifice in some kind of pagan ritual,” I breathed.

Hayes laughed, then groaned as she squeezed him through his chinos. “That’s a bit sacrilegious on Jesus’s birthday, but thank you.”

Jesse rolled his eyes. “How does this work?” he asked, and I shrugged, dipping my mouth to her lace-covered core.

“However she wants it to work. But first I’m going to eat this pussy, because I’ve been dreaming of the taste.”

Hayes unbuckled his pants, wrapping her hand around his cock and then covering it with his own. “Mmm, how could this work?” he said, stroking himself. “Maybe, while Rocco is eating you out like a feast, you could show Jesse how much you like his cock. You want to swallow Jesse’s dick, baby?”

She nodded, reaching for the man in question. I watched it all, flicking my gaze between licking and sucking her clit, and waiting for things happening up there to unfold. I knew I’d found what she liked, because she folded in half like a sofabed and her grip on my hair was pleasure with a painful little bite.

“Rocco!”

Grinning smugly to myself, I continued working her over, getting her to where she needed to be. “Put her on her hands and knees, Rocco. Let’s make her work for those orgasms,” Hayes ordered, and I raised an eyebrow. I mean, I’d invited him to bed with me, but had never expected him to be quite so talkative. Honestly, though, I kind of liked it.

Doing what he suggested, I slipped her legs from my shoulders, and she protested wildly at the loss of my tongue pressing into her tight little pussy. Rolling her over onto her stomach, I dragged her up to her knees, then pushed her panties down her thighs, baring her to me completely.

Oh, yes. This was a great idea.

My dick jumped like he wanted in on the action, but I wasn’t done yet. I dove back toward the apex of her thighs and ate her from the back, my fingers coming up to play with her clit as I plunged my tongue inside her. She ground back on my face, making me moan right into her pretty cunt. I pulled her ass cheeks apart and dived in there to tongue-fuck her like my life depended on it.

“Holy fuck,” Jesse gasped, but I didn’t look up to see what was happening up there. I had one job: to get my wife to come on my face.

Muffled moans told me she liked what I was doing, so I didn’t slow down, not letting up until her pussy fluttered around my tongue. I needed to be inside her, right now. Climbing to my feet, I stripped out of my pants so fast, it was probably a world record.

Hayes raised a hand. “You clean, man?”

I nodded furiously. “I got tested for my physical, and I haven’t been, you know, intimate with anyone unprotected.”

He gave me an appraising look, like he was trying to work out if I was full of shit. I was more than prepared to run to my phone, find the email, toss it at him, and then bury myself inside my girl. But he nodded, and I appreciated the trust he had in my word. Hell, the trust that they all had in me. It was a humbling experience.

I pulled Tally off Jesse’s cock, just for a moment. But I wanted to hear the words, the ones I’d been dreaming about for weeks. “You want this, Tally?”

“Fuck me, husband,” she breathed, and I almost embarrassed myself by coming right then and there. Instead, I plunged my cock inside her, stretching her a little, listening to her scream my name like it was a banshee’s call.

I plunged inside her, over and over again, and without my face buried between her thighs, I could see where we’d all ended up. Jesse’s face was red as he fucked her mouth, and he looked like he was about to blow or pass out. I thrust hard into her, and she used the momentum to take him down further.

“Oh shit, Tally. Fuck.” His words were a garbled mess, and the feeling that I was fucking them both was surprisingly erotic. He grabbed her cheeks and then his hips were stuttering as he came down her throat, my sexy wife swallowing every drop.

Fuck me.

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