Since he started coming here, Owen had set his sights on Lilah. Shamelessly flirting every chance he got. When she informed him that she was taken, I was across the bar, observing the interaction. The poor guy looked like he’d been kicked in the balls. All the light went out from his eyes. He recovered quickly, of course. There was no shortage of members at the club to rendezvous with, but he still lusted after my woman.
Well, tonight, I’d allow him the chance tofuck her, and I’d get to watch the expression on not only his face, but on Lilah’s. One of the greatest guilty pleasures in life was seeing the face of someone you loved in absolute ecstasy. And if someone else gave that to her, I could focus all my attention on observing.
“Then get to it,” I demanded, sitting on the lounger he was occupying only a moment ago.
Owen plucked a condom out of one of the bowls on a nearby bistro table, tore into it, and rolled it on. Settling himself behind Lilah, he inhaled sharply when he noticed the plug.
“For fuck sakes,” he groaned, palming his erection. “You could’ve warned me. So damn hot.”
I laughed. “The little brat didn’t warn me, either.”
He ran his palms up and down her sides before one settled on her hips, and the other guided his dick into her tight cunt. She was already wet, so it slipped in without too much resistance. She moaned—a heady, guttural sound—as he rocked in and out. Little motions at first as she adjusted around him, then bigger thrusts, harder, quicker.
Her mouth was open in a moan, her eyes were closed. As he pounded deeper and faster, she dropped her head and arched her back. She was one of the few women I’d ever been with who loved having her cervix pounded. As deep as someone could get, that’s what she wanted. She scrunched her face in a grimace—a look I knew well. Owen was hitting her just right, and she liked it rough. Rougher than he was giving it to her, even.
“Spank her,” I directed.
Owen followed, laying a juicy strike to the side of her thigh.
“Again,” I commanded.
He obeyed without hesitation.
“Fuck.” The word dropped from her mouth, barely a whisper. Her long hair was in front of her face now, her hands tight on the edge of the cushioned recliner. Knuckles white with their grip. “Harder,” she breathed. “Sorry,” she quickly added, glancing in my direction. “I didn’t mean to give an order.”
I smiled at her. She must be aching for a release if she was apologizing that easily. “Apology accepted, pet. But do go harder, Owen. She wants to be sore in the morning.”
Not needing to be told twice, Owen tightened his grip and bucked into her again and again. Her ass slapped against his skin, clapping in the open air of the club cabana. Other couples were watching now, glued to the scene. Me giving orders, Owen fucking my woman, Lilah making those tiny noises that made my dick twitch. She was a fucking glorious sight. Everyoneshouldbe watching. He didn’t blame them.
“Stop,” I directed.
“No!” Lilah cried as Owen pulled out, still at full-mast.
“Don’t talk back. Flip over,” I ordered, walking around to the head of the seat and lowering it until it was parallel with the floor. She did as I asked while I caught Owen’s attention. “Fuck her with her legs on your shoulders. Rail her until you come. Understood?”
He nodded, yanking her legs up against his chest. Sliding back into her, he pumped his hips, pistoning in and out as fast as he could go. “Fuck yes, Lilah. Your pussy feels so fucking good. I’ve needed this for so damn long,” he rasped.
I knelt and ripped Lilah’s black vest open,followed by her tight white blouse. Her breasts were exposed to the warm air of the night, because of course my little brat wasn’t wearing a bra. A button had popped off and flown across the floor, landing at Piper’s feet.
This could be a fun addition.
“Care to join us?” I asked, rubbing my hands over Lilah’s breasts. She arched into my touch, throwing her hands over mine, urging me to tighten my grip. I flicked her nipples, and she bit her bottom lip.
A wicked grin appeared on Piper’s face. “I’d love to.”
At the sound of her voice, Lilah opened her eyes and looked up to now see Piper standing over her. Her eyes glazed over as I tweaked her nipples and Owen pounded into her.
“It’s too much,” she moaned.
I smirked. “It’s not even close.” I nodded to Piper, who took my place, capturing two handfuls of Lilah’s tits.
Sitting back on the chair beside them, I reclined and clicked theonbutton on the vibrator remote.
“Fuck!” Lilah screamed, before Piper drowned out the call with her mouth.
I toggled the vibrator on and off in bursts as Piper lapped up Lilah’s taste, fucking her mouth with her tongue, and played with her nipples. Lilah’s hands flew into Piper’s hair, latching on and pulling her closer, deepening their kiss. I clicked the vibrator on and off, on and off, watching my woman jolt each time with a shock of pleasure on her clit.
“I can’t go much longer without busting,” Owen panted. “The sight of those two making out is too much to handle.”
