Instead of pulling back and beginning a series of thrusts, he stayed put, deep inside her, and grinned.
“About this neighbor of yours … maybe we should invite her to join us.” He kissed the soft skin under her chin, then nuzzled her neck. “I’d love to watch you go down on another sweet little pussy.”
She quivered at the thought. He could be so wicked.
“My neighbor’s a guy.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Really? Even better. Let’s get him in here. It would be sexy to watch him fuck you.”
Her cheeks burned. “You’re awful.” She could almost believe he’d do it.
He pulled back and glided into her again.
“You wouldn’t like that? Your handsome neighbor holding you? He is handsome, right?”
An image flashed through her mind. Of Ty’s warm brown eyes. His straight sandy brown hair, which was a little long on top so it sometimes fell in spikes over his forehead. His square jaw and full, sexy lips that she always had to fight the urge to kiss.
She nodded, without thinking.
“His cock gliding into you. And me watching from the chair in the corner.”
She shook her head. “You’re a crazy man.”
“Then I’d come up behind and…” He slid his hand under her body and stroked her buttocks, then glided along the path between them, then toyed with her opening. He teased it, then pressed his fingertip in a little. “I’d push in, too. Right here.”
His finger went in a little deeper. She wriggled at the unaccustomed yet erotic invasion.
“Then you’d have two guys taking you … enjoying you.” His finger slipped free and he pulled back, then drove his cock into her again. “That’s a pretty hot fantasy for most women.”
She moaned at his words as much as at the feel of his cock gliding deep inside her.
He leaned in to her ear. “Think about it, Marie. Close your eyes and pretend your hot neighbor is thrusting into you right now.”
Her eyelids fell closed and she couldn’t help herself. Ty’s arms were around her. Ty’s cock gliding into her.
Zeke thrust deep and hard and she cried out.
“He’s a good lover, isn’t he? You love his cock thrusting into you.” He kissed her neck. “And I love watching.”
He thrust several more times and she moaned.
“What’s his name?” Zeke asked.
“Ty.”
He thrust again. “Say it again. Louder.”
“Ty.”
Zeke thrust again and again. “Keep saying it.”
“Ty.”
A hard thrust.
“Oh … Ty!”
Thoughts of Ty … snippets from her dreams … Ty making love to her … driving his cock into her. Excitement quivered through her.