Page 52 of Tethered

“No. He ordered me to play with myself while he watched. He kept stroking himself. He got off on watching me.”

“What man wouldn’t? You’re a fucking goddess, Opie. If you spread your legs wide for me, I’d be more than happy to worship at your altar.”

I grin as the room fills with steam. I spread my legs wide, just like I did for Austin, and stroke my slippery clit as Riggs fucks his fist faster.

“He didn’t touch me, but I could tell he wanted to.”

“He didn’t touch you at all?”

“Not until the end.”

“The end?”

“When I came, it set him off. He came on my pussy, covering my fingers. And then he pressed the head of his cock just inside me and filled me up. He then used my fingers to push the cum deeper.”

“Fuck, fuck.” His breathing turns ragged, his movements a blur now as he chases his release.

“He said when you fuck me, you’ll be fucking part of him into me too. And he knew you would. He didn’t think we’d make it past the front door before you were on me, filling me until I was bloated with cum.”

With a snarl, he wraps his hand around the back of my neck as he presses his cock into me and surges inside. I gasp out his name as he plants himself deep and comes. He strokes my clit with his thumb as he thrusts his tongue into my mouth and drags me to the edge with him before throwing me over. Heswallows down my screams as he throbs and swells inside. He doesn’t pull out when he’s done. His cock doesn’t even soften. He keeps me plugged as he pours everything into his kiss, making sure it sears itself into my brain.

Eventually, he pulls back, but keeps his dick planted firmly inside me. He lifts his hand and trails his fingers down my cheek.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for things to get this complicated.”

“You made me no promises.”

“Didn’t I? My mouth might not have made any, but my body did each time I let you inside me. I never promised you we’d be exclusive, but saying that feels like a cop out.”

“Because you’re thinking like a girl.”

“I am a girl,” I grumble.

“So that’s what these are for,” he teases, cupping one of my breasts before he hoists me into his arms, making his dick hit something deep inside me.

“Fuck.”

“I wish we could stay like this forever. No better feeling on earth than being buried deep inside you.”

I wrap my arms around him and bury my face in the crook of his neck as he carries me into the shower.

“It’s them.”

“Huh?” He pulls back to look at me, putting his back to the spray so it doesn’t pour down over my face.

“I’m not interested in any random man off the street. It might not seem that way, but it’s true. It’s you, Austin, and Shepard. I have zero interest in anyone else.”

“Well, that’s a relief, or we’d need to go shopping for a much bigger bed.”

I slide my hands into his hair and anchor him to me. “You are the best man I know.”

“I mean, the bar hasn’t exactly been set high.”

“Wouldn’t matter if a hundred men were waiting in the wings, I’d still pick you.”

The look he gives me wraps around my heart and squeezes. And though it’s not something I’m familiar with, it’s far from bad.

I kiss him softly, waiting for him to put me on my feet. But his hands move to my hips before he pins me to the wall and rocks me against him.