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West“Mmm,” I growl as two of my fingers twist and pump inside Piper’s cunt while my tongue laps her clit. “You taste so fucking good.”The whiskers of my beard are dripping with her wetness, and I feel even more of it on the end of my nose.I want to wash my face with her.And I’m going to. Before I leave this house, I’ll make sure I have her all over me, so if I want a taste later, I can have it. That is, unless my wife throws me in the shower. But knowing how dirty Tilly is, she’ll probably take a sample, which might buy me a few hours before I have to soap Piper off my skin.“Ah,” she groans. “Yes, just like that.”I open my eyes and watch her grind the top of her head into the pillow, her back arching, her nipples so goddamn hard that they look painful.I reach up and give one a quick squeeze, and she lets out the sound I’m after.“I told you, it would only take a finger,” I hiss.She leans her head forward and glares down at me. “I’ll scream again; just don’t you dare stop.”Dem
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“Yes,” she breathes. “More, West. I want more.”I replace my thumb with my tongue and draw circles over her clit, watching as the build begins to consume her.She drops her weight off her elbows and grips my hair as a demand comes bursting through her lips, “Please don’t stop. I’m so close.”I know, baby. I can feel how close you are. But what I can’t tell you is how I want your cum on my tongue every fucking day. And what I’m doing to you is the same thing you’re doing to me.I’m not licking some random cunt that my wife brought home to hook up with. This is a pussy I want to worship. I care if Piper gets off, if she’s completely satisfied. When I go back to my place later this evening, I want Piper to feel that sweet ache all night and think about what I did to cause it. I want her to crave me. And, when her husband tries to get her off, I want her to remember what it sounds like when she screams my name. Why I’m slipping into her thoughts because she sure as fuck slips into mine.H
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My husband has never done something that erotic or dirty with me. He’s never devoured me with a single stare or wanted to capture the moment on film. But he’s buried so deep inside Tilly; it doesn’t look like he ever wants to come out.I don’t know who the man in that picture is. My husband has never fucked me like that. He’s never even tried.“Cannon,” I whisper. “Wake up.”He stirs, licking his lips. They’re dry, and I think about all the places they could have been.On her.In her.All over Tilly.I have no right to be jealous. West did the same to me, but I still feel a twinge of resentment and a little pang of regret that I wasn’t able to give my husband what he needed in bed.“Mornin’, Pipes,” Cannon says with one eye barely open. He’s hungover. “I never made it to bed, did I?”“No, you didn’t.” I can’t remember the last time we didn’t sleep in the same bed. Even when we argue, we always climb in beside the other. “Are you feeling okay?”“I drank too much,” he mumbles as he look
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I grab a towel from the cabinet and throw it around my body. We never talked about markings or toys or anything that could be brought into the bedroom to play. Nothing was off-limits when it came to sex, but I’m starting to think West’s mouth is too dangerous.This bruise will take days to go away, and I can’t wash the guilt from my body. The marking will be in Cannon’s face until it fades away—a constant reminder that I’m sleeping with another man—and that makes me no better than that image from the Polaroid.After I throw shorts and a tank top on, I find Cannon on the beach—his favorite spot to think. Sitting in the sand at the end of the property, he’s staring at the waves, watching each crest build and then crash.He might ask me to leave, but I sit down next to him anyway. And then I test how mad he is by reaching for his hand.When he doesn’t pull away, I take it as a sign to continue. “I’m sorry, Cannon. So sorry.”“For what?” he whispers. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”How ca
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“Mmm,” she groans as she rolls onto her stomach.The sun is just starting to peek through the clouds as I take my first step onto the sand. Before I begin, I quickly raise my arms over my head and kick my heels toward my ass, stretching each of my limbs. My runs are different now than when I first moved to Florida. Weeks ago, I pounded the beach until my calves ached, and it hurt to breathe. Now, I’m here to see her.Fucking Piper.The more time I spend with her, the harder it is to get her out of my head.It’s been a long time since I thought about a woman this much.With Tilly, we went at it the night I met her. We tore off each other’s clothes in the elevator, and I was inside her pussy before we were even through the door of my condo. It was hot from the beginning. But she wasn’t on my mind as much; she was just there. Always there. And, when we were together, I was inside her. It continued that way until she got pregnant.That was the moment we both paused and realized things bet
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Once he was forced to retire, Eddy took a few years off, and then he became a commentator for several of the networks. Now, he travels the country and talks shop with other athletes and analysts. He is as close to hockey as he can get without being on the ice. I’m sure he isn’t commentating for the money. He was one of the highest-paid goalies in the league. I assume he does it to be close to the sport he loves.“So, you’re telling me to consider some of the jobs Jesse’s offered me?”“Not yet. You need some time. I really don’t think rushing back out there will help you in any way. You’ve got to let your body heal first, let things settle in your mind. You need to spend some time with your family. Then, once you can differentiate your head from your ass, you can ease into the offers.”I gaze out at the beach—waiting for the ocean to turn into a rink, for the sand to morph into seats, for the beachgoers to start chanting, Boston! Boston!But there is no ice, no seats, no chanting.I ta
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“Are you going to make me wait until after dinner?” he asks.“Yes,” I whisper.I want him so hard that he forgets about being gentle and fucks me with as much force as he fucked Tilly.“Go put your dress on then before I can’t stop.”My clit pulses, and I can’t decide who’ll be more ready for dessert after we finish dinner—him or me. All I know is, I want to make him happy. Destroying us was never part of the plan.Once I’m dressed, he helps me in the car, and we drive across town to Simmer. The restaurant’s only been open a couple of days, and getting reservations isn’t easy, especially if you’re not a celebrity or some kind of star. And that’s exactly what I feel like tonight—red-carpet worthy.Cannon appreciates my ass as he pulls out my chair and whispers in my ear, “I can’t wait to touch you.”And then he sits down across from me, smirking at the blush splayed across my cheeks. Whatever we’re doing, it’s working.“You look beautiful. Do you know what you want to drink? Wine maybe
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Jesus, she had looked so fucking sexy last night. The dress had hugged her flat stomach, the slight curve of her hips, and the dip of her tits.She has no idea how beautiful she is. I’m sure Cannon never tells her. I’m even more positive that he doesn’t appreciate what he has. By the way she comes on my cock, how hard her body shakes, how tightly she clenches me, I know she’s never felt anything that strong before.He’s more into himself than her.And that’s why she should have worn that dress for me and not him.I wish the night could have ended with her naked, her feet still in those heels, my face locked between her legs, and my tongue on her clit. But I left with my wife, and she sucked my cock in the car on the way home. And, once I got out of the shower, she was asleep.Now that I’ve returned from my run, I don’t want to text Piper. I want to see her. I want to ask her to her face what the hell is going on. But it’s still a little too early, and I have a feeling Cannon might not
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