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We’re all panting, trying to catch our breath. But Zack’s not done. I should have known my man and his filthy mind.
He lets go of my throat and grabs Cora’s hips, pulling her down a little further so that my pussy is right over hers. “Lift your leg, Cora.” Zack tells her. “Bring your knee up.”
She looks at him confused but does as he says. Even I’m not sure what he’s doing as Cora’s swollen, wet pussy is on display for my hungry eyes.
Then Zack’s grabbing my leg and putting it over Cora’s leg that's not bent. “Just like that,” Zack rumbles. I look down, seeing that my pussy is hovering over Cora’s and my eyes widen. He isn’t doing what I think he’s doing, is he?
Zack pulls out of me slowly and as soon as his cock is free, a gush of his cum follows, dripping right down onto Cora’s folds.
“Fuck.” I pant out, a new wave of heat hitting my core, my clit pulsing with need again.
Cora whimpers as Zack takes two fingers and pushes his cum into Cora. “Can’t waste a single drop,” Zack growls, thrusting his fingers in and out of Cora. Then he’s pulling them free and pushing me down so that my pussy is flush against Cora’s.
“Fuck.” I moan, unable to resist the urge to rock against her.
“Oh,” she gasps.
Zack grabs my hips and starts to grind me against her pussy. Lips parted, eyes wide and arousal coursing through my veins, I let Zack fuck me against Cora until we’re both cumming again. It’s not as powerful as the last one, but just as good.
“Fucking hell, Zack.” I collapse. “How do you come up with these things?”
He chuckles, a big sexy grin on his face. “You two looked fucking perfect together.” He leans forward and kisses Cora softly, then me. “Now, lay there and let me grab something to clean my girls up.”
He leaves and I look over to Cora who has an adorable flush to her cheeks. “I can’t believe that just happened.”
“Oh I can.” I laugh. “Our man is a gentleman in the streets, but a dirty boy in the sheets.”
Her lips part and we both break into giggles. This, this is what life is. Feeling good with people you love. Who needs tons of friends when the only people who matter are right here with me.
Chapter 26
Cora
It’s been around three months since I found Zack and Kimmy again. Life has been nothing but amazing. Perfect even. I’ve laughed more than I ever have, smile until my face hurts. And the best part is, I’m not alone. They care about me so much and it’s everything I’ve ever wanted.
We’ve been having sex like bunnies. Zack is determined to get me pregnant and Kimmy just loves the baby making process. I’m trapped between two sinfully sexy people and having the best sex of my life.
We’re living in this little bubble I’ve created because my heart was just so tired of being alone, being unhappy and feeling like life was never going to get better.
I should have known that at some point, all bubbles pop.
I’m sitting at the kitchen table, Kimmy making me a coffee like she does every morning when we hear Zack talking loud in a very unhappy tone.
Kimmy looks at me with a frown. I’m on my feet, following behind her as we head down the hall to Zack’s study.
“I’m fucking turning it on now,” he growls.
“What's going on?” Kimmy asks Zack, who’s standing there with his cell phone to his ear, a murderous glare on his face.
“This might be one of the biggest moments of the year.” I turn to the TV to see a woman sitting at a desk. It says Celebrity Star at the bottom of the screen. I remember Cora telling me how much she hated that news channel because their whole goal is to try and find dirt on celebrities to exploit and make money off them.
“We’ve got confirmation that millionaire, Zachary Ward, and his wife, famous fashion designer, Kimberly Ward, have opened up their marriage. Yup, you heard that right. They brought in another woman. And here's the kicker!” The woman laughs and my stomach sinks like I’ve swallowed a boulder. “Her name is Cora Davenport, Zachary’s ex-stepsister!”
“What the fuck is this shit!” Zack roars over the phone. “Who the fuck told?”
It’s like I’m standing on a railroad track, just waiting to be crushed by the train as I stand there and watch, tears welling in my eyes as I wrap my arms around my body.
The camera pans over to a young guy sitting next to her. “Can’t help but wonder if Zacky boy was getting a little bored, maybe even convinced his wife they needed a playmate all so he can have his fucked up teenage fantasy come true,” he sighs and shakes his head.