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Their Harlot Bride (Bridgewater Brides 7)

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“Oh, my…” Panting for breath, she closed her eyes as I undid the buttons down the front of her dress, right through the center of Clive’s hands as he massaged and squeezed her breasts. The light tan of her skin was visible through her chemise and went all the way down to where her corset started, confirming it was her natural coloring.

Working together, we slid her dress off, and Clive spun her around, taking his turn to kiss her while I pulled the laces of her corset loose. We took turns taking her mouth, spinning her back and forth between us while we undressed her, keeping her too dizzy to be shy.

Sassy

* * *

Heat bloomed inside my body, befuddling my senses. The two men were taking their time undressing me, and it felt almost odd to be naked in front of men again—odd but comfortably familiar. This was something I knew how to do, even if it had been a long time.

“So beautiful,” Clive said, staring down at my breasts with their dark pink nipples. The little buds were stiff and aching from the caresses he and William had bestowed on them as they’d undressed me. My whole body was aching. Needy. Was I finally going to experience the bliss the other women at Mrs. Burk’s had talked about? It felt like it. I was wet between my legs, so very wet, throbbing, and needy.

For the first time ever, I truly wanted a man inside me.

No, not just a man—one of my men, one of my husbands.

Before, I would not have thought there was much difference between men, but right now, I wanted them and no one else.

As they passed me back and forth, they’d been undressing as well, stripping off their garments when it wasn’t their turn to kiss me, but I had been too distracted to notice until William scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bed, with Clive following. They were both nicely muscled, broad-shouldered, and had hair curling on their chests. Clive had more than William—or perhaps William’s hair was just less noticeable because it was lighter.

They both had long, thick cocks, and Clive’s fingers wrapped around his, fisting it. My eyes widened when I realized he was watching me watch him, but he did not seem to mind.

“Get her on her back,” he ordered William.

“Don’t—” I cut myself off, horrified at what I’d almost revealed.

“Don’t worry,” Clive said, chuckling as he stroked his cock. “You’ll like this, sweetheart.”

I did not know what he planned, but I was mortified. I had almost told him not to forget a French letter. I was so used to doing so at Mrs. Burk’s, it had nearly slipped out, but there would be no French letters or vinegar sponges here. Likely, they wanted me pregnant, and I doubted they were worried about the pox as we’d had to be.

Clive

* * *

Our wife was beautiful. The clothing hadn’t been able to hide that, but it had tempered some of the effect. Now that she was naked, every inch of her visible to our hungry eyes, we could truly appreciate how stunning she was. She was deliciously curved, lightly tanned head to toe, with dark pink nipples, a thatch of black curls over her mound, and pretty, dark pink lips just beneath them.

William sat down on the bed, spreading his legs, so he could settle her between them, her back against his front, leaving her facing me. Sassy’s hands fluttered in front of her as if she couldn’t figure out where to put them. William slid his hands down her arms to her wrists, drawing them up and back to loop around the back of his neck.

“Keep your hands right here, sweetheart,” he murmured in her ear as I crawled onto the bed, still pumping my cock.

“We’re going to make you feel so good,” I told her, letting go of my cock to spread her legs wide apart. With her hands behind William’s neck, her breasts were thrust up, and her body was completely open to us both. The expression on her face was somewhat dubious, and I almost chuckled.

“Do you know how a man makes love to his wife?” William asked, his hands sliding over her stomach, then up to her breasts. She gasped when he cupped the soft mounds, pinching her nipples lightly.

“I… yes?” It was more of a question than an answer. “I… the other women in the factory I worked in… they’d talk sometimes…”

I bent my head, kissing her leg, and she gasped, her leg jerking in response. Placing my hands on the inside of her knees, I spread her legs wider, holding them in place as I kissed up the inside of her thighs. Sassy whimpered, squirming slightly, but unable to move in her current position. My cock pressed against the mattress beneath me, which felt good, but not as good as it would once I sank inside her. That would have to wait a bit, though.

“Did they tell you it could feel good?” William asked, rolling her nipples between his fingers.

“Y-yes…” She sounded a little dubious, and this time, I did chuckle.

Picking her legs up, I draped them over William’s thighs, completely opening her pussy to me. The dark fringe of curls provided a lacy frame for the swollen lips, the mauve interior glossy with her arousal. She was fucking perfect, and she was all ours.

“Just hold on to William,” I said, glancing up at her and meeting her startled gaze. “I’m going to show you just how good it can feel.”

Lowering my head down between her thighs, I pressed my mouth against her wet softness and began to feast.

Sassy



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