“If I’m being honest, it turns me on when you flirt with other men. It’s like a smug feeling in my chest, knowing how much they want you but I’m the only one who gets to have you. It would be kind of hot having someone who wants you watch me fuck you and not being able to do a damn thing about it because you’re only mine.”
Kit groaned and shifted his bottom over my erection. Just the mental imagery of fucking him in front of someone else has made me horny as fuck.
“That’d be hot,” he said. “Should we suggest that as an alternative to Steve and his husband?”
“No, not them. I have a feeling they wouldn’t play by the rules, and if one of them touches you, I’d be forced to beat them to a pulp, and that would ruin the fun.”
“Okay, not them, then. I’m sure we can find someone later if you really want to do this.”
Did I? I’d done nothing like this before. Sex had always been a private act between me and one woman. I’d never even had a threesome before, and it wasn’t because of a lack of opportunity. But being with Kit was different. I wanted to show him off like a prized possession. I wanted to parade him in front of other people. I wanted them to desire him, to fantasize about fucking him, something none of them would ever do.
I wanted the world to envy what I had. Even those men who’d had him in the past could no longer touch him.
“Let’s do it.”