Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82034 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 410(@200wpm)___ 328(@250wpm)___ 273(@300wpm)
And holy fuck… his eyes are pinned on Avril and Kynan across the room. He’s seen her. By the look on his face, he’s as turned on as I am by watching her getting eaten. His jaw is locked, his eyes lasered onto the scene across the room, and his hips are punching hard and deep into the woman he’s fucking from behind. It’s almost as if with each stroke in, he’s imagining it to be Avril underneath him, and that is so fucking wrong.
Just as it’s wrong for me to be imagining that it’s my mouth between Avril’s legs or her mouth on my cock.
My balls start to tingle as I turn to look back at Avril just as she orgasms. While there’s no audio on the feed, her mouth opens and I can tell she lets out a scream of release as she gyrates her face against Kynan’s mouth. And then he’s up and pulling a condom out of his pocket. Avril’s hands work hungrily at his fly. When his dick is freed, she snatches the condom from him to roll it on.
I glance back at Andrew, and he’s plowing into the blond while his teeth are biting down into his lower lip. His eyes are hungrily watching Avril, which prompts me to look back that way so I can see what he does.
And Kynan is lifting her up and wrapping her legs around his waist so he can lower her onto his dick. He does so slowly. When he’s seated, his mouth finds Avril’s in a punishing kiss as he presses her into the wall. She threads her hands into his hair and kisses him back with as much bruising force.
Kynan then starts to fuck her. His pants sit below his ass, the muscles flexing with every deep stroke in. He’s a big dude, so I know Avril is stuffed to capacity. Her head falls against the wall and lolls to the side while he fucks her slowly and deeply. She looks like she’s in subspace, her face completely awash with pleasure.
So much pleasure that a surge of jealousy rages through me. I’m not sure if I’m jealous that Kynan’s fucking her or that she’s feeling so fucking marvelous in this moment.
Suddenly, Avril’s eyes open and her head lifts. As if she sensed him in the room, she looks across the sea of writhing bodies and her gaze meets Andrew’s. I can see the shock on Avril’s face, and then a flash of mortification. But then Kynan drives deep into her, and the pleasure is back.
But she doesn’t take her eyes off Andrew.
My gaze flicks back and forth between them as I release my hold on the brunette’s head so she can go faster on me.
Andrew fucking the woman hard from behind, Avril getting fucked hard by Kynan.
Both staring at each other almost defiantly.
Kynan moves faster, and I can see Avril tense up. Once again, her head falls back and her eyes squeeze shut as she comes. I look to Andrew. He’s planted himself deep with his head thrown back while he groans out his own release.
And then I explode in the brunette’s mouth with a loud groan.
Fuck, I feel utterly filthy for what just went down. While the woman on her knees before me laps up the rest of my semen, I can’t help the wicked grin that spreads across my face.
CHAPTER 5
Avril
It’s Monday morning, and I’m stewing in my office. I know Andrew’s here because I peeped out my door and saw his office light on.
I’m pissed because he didn’t come to say good morning to me, which means he’s still feeling all kinds of awkward and put off by what we did at The Wicked Horse on Friday. I took an Uber home that night, longing for my own bed. Before we parted ways out on the sidewalk in front of The Onyx, I made him promise me that it was all cool.
I’d pulled him into a hard hug before releasing to look him in the eye. “Promise me that we’re good. That this doesn’t change anything between us.”
He’d smiled, and it had seemed so genuine. He put both his hands to my face, bent down to peer into my eyes, and said, “It changes nothing.”
Liar.
And I’m tired of wondering what he’s thinking. I push up from my desk chair and march out of my office. With my eyes narrowed on his door, I think about what a revelation The Wicked Horse had been for me. I may not be any closer to understanding why Jamie did what he did, but I came out of there understanding a lot about myself.
I learned that I truly didn’t understand sex. I mean, my sex life has been good for the most part, and I truly believe I satisfied Jamie. But I don’t think I really understood the importance of it until Friday night. Like a mystery being unveiled, I walked out of that sex club realizing the potential for pleasure was limitless and didn’t have to be sought only in the confines of a relationship. I guess it provided me solace that at least I still had the ability and power to seek and achieve intimacy and pleasure in other places, albeit unconventionally.