Authors: Emma Hillman
she’s still my wife.”
“I never said the contrary.”
“I know.” Kevin rubbed the back of his neck tiredly. “I just want her to be as carefree as she used to
be.”
“She is! Haven’t you listened to a word I said? What do you want? For her to actually go through with
that fucking threesome with Bella so you can congratulate yourself your wife’s still hot?”
“Nick, that’s enough.” Mia appeared in the doorway, her eyes dark.
“Mia, I—“
She waved her hand in the air. “I know, you were taking my defense and I thank you. Kevin, can we
talk?”
“About what?” He never moved from his spot, glass crunching under his feet as he crossed his ankles
together.
“I…” She licked her lips. “I wanted to apologize for my behavior over the past few days. I screwed up.”
“No, you didn’t. It was just—“
“Nick!” Kevin hissed through clenched teeth. “She’s talking to me.”
“Oh, right. Sorry,” the younger man said. He leaned back and took another sip of his drink, being
careful not to look at them.
Mia took a deep breath before adding, “I had this nightmare. It was you and Bella and then Nick
popped in. It was…excruciating and I think…it felt like it was real. Like it had really happened.”
“You really think I would like her over you?”
“My mind thought so, yes.”
“You’re my wife, Mia.”
“I am but you’re the one who decided we should do this List thing because you thought I wasn’t good
enough.”
“No, no, no. I never said such a thing!”
“You implied it,” she replied, her gaze locking with his. “That’s what you just told Nick, no? That you
wanted me to be like I used to?”
“It’s not the same thing!”
“I don’t see the difference. If you want me to change my behavior, it’s because you obviously don’t
think I’m good enough. That I don’t do enough now, that I don’t please you enough—“
He was on her in a second.
“Don’t ever say that again,” Kevin said just before he draped an arm around her back and pulled her
tight against him. “Ever, do you hear me?”
“I hear you.” She looked up at his troubled face, clearly taken aback.
“I love you. I love that you’re my wife. But I just wanted you to be happy, isn’t that too much to ask?”
“I am happy. I was happy!”
“So you don’t miss the way you were when we were first dating?”
“No, yes. I don’t know.” She bit her lower lip and thought it over. “It was just an act, Kev. I thought you preferred women like that so I put up this front—“
“Maybe but baby, I felt your body then. You weren’t faking.”
“I never fake.” She cocked an eyebrow at him.
“I know.” He grinned as he lowered his head and kissed her lips softly. “Do you get what I’m saying
though? It’s not that I don’t think you’re good enough or that you’re not pleasing me. Hell, you’re
always pleasing me!” He frowned then reluctantly added, “Except these past few days, that was, uh,
different but baby, I just wanted you to see yourself like I see you. Like Nick sees you.”
Nick’s head jerked up at the sound of his name. “Uh, Kev’s right. We want you. Charlie wanted you.
Even Bella wanted to have sex with you!”
Kevin nearly groaned at their friend’s speech. Couldn’t he learn to shut up for once? Did he really have to talk about them? Like she needed the reminder of those two nights? “Baby, don’t listen to him,
just—“
“No, he’s right. They did want me, unbelievable as that is.” She pulled away from him and thought
about it. Charlie had wanted her; she’d thought so at the time. Even if he now said it was because he
wanted to see what she was all about, confirm what Kevin saw in her, he had been hard. That, she
couldn’t deny. She’d felt his arousal against her after all and had grown worried he’d go through with
it.
Her mind veered to the girl she’d left the other night. Bella. The one with the lithe body and perky
breasts. The one so different to her it was almost a joke comparing them both. But she’d been the one
saying they should get to know each other better before the threesome. She’d been the one taking her
to see toys and persuading her to try out clamps. Mia recalled the look on Bella’s face when she’d slid
behind her and had started undressing her. She hadn’t looked revolted at the thought. Instead she’d
looked…eager. “Fuck.”
Arms wrapped around her midriff as she was pulled back against a hard chest. “So do you believe us
now?”
She nodded, feeling dazed all of a sudden. She’d gone through that depressive phase for nothing. She’d
just felt so bad, so tired of trying that she’d given up and why? Because Kevin wanted her to loosen up
a little. Because he wanted her to feel at ease amongst his friends. Because he loved her and wanted to
see her happy.
Turning around in her husband’s embrace, she leaned up on her toes and aligned her mouth with his.
Just before he deepened the kiss, she whispered, “I love you” against his parted lips, feeling his fingers tighten around her hips in reaction.
They kissed as they hadn’t in days, heat quickly spiraling between them. Kevin groaned into her mouth
when she plastered herself against him. Their hips rubbed together, his cock painfully hard in his pants.
“I want you, baby. I want you so bad.”
“I know.” She quickly unbuttoned his shirt, dragging it open so she could run her nails across his
abdomen.
He hissed as she lowered her head and bit his left nipple, giggling when she felt his hands move up to
her head. He held her against him but she was already moving down, intent on getting to his erection.
“No!”
She looked up, fear rising in her eyes. “What? Did I do something wrong?”
“No, baby. I meant no, it’s my turn.”
“Oh.” She blinked and before she knew it, he was on his knees in front of her. She leaned against the
wall at her back, her eyes never leaving him.
He drew her top over her chest, smiling when he saw her breasts encased in delicate lingerie. “Take it
off,” his voice was rough but his gaze tender as he watched her obey him.
Her shirt landed at their feet but they’d already moved on. He quickly drew down her skirt, her
underwear bunching as he slid everything down her legs at the same time. She kicked them off.
He leaned back and stared at her in silence. “I love you.”
A smiled formed on her face at the intensity so clear in his voice. He was watching her, almost naked
except from her bra, and he wanted her. He loved her. “Kevin…”
He parted her thighs, his palms soft on her skin as he drew them up until they met at the juncture. A
gasp escaped her parted lips but he ignored it, too busy smoothing her folds open.
“I want to eat you so bad,” he murmured, his attention focused entirely on her sex.
“Oh god.” She closed her eyes and arched her back.
He dragged his thumb down her slit, his touch heavy enough to make her clit pay attention. Sliding his
forefinger into her, he went in search of her spot and rubbed it to life.
Yes! He almost shouted in relief. He could feel her walls tighten around his finger, wetness spreading
inside her.
She groaned out loud. He always knew how to give her pleasure. How to rub inside her and get an
immediate reaction. His tongue played around her clit, making sure to put enough pressure on it. It
awakened slowly but surely and before she knew it, her fingers had clamped onto his hair. “Kevin!”
“Come for me, Mia,” he said then his teeth were there too, biting onto her nub to the point of pain.
She keened, the sound ringing high above their heads. His finger pressed harder against her G-spot,
rubbing it over and over again. Pleasure exploded inside her and she shattered.
His finger still impaling her, he looked up and said, “Let’s move this to the sofa, babe. We’ll be more
comfy there.”
She nodded and opened her eyes. And gasped. “Nick!”
Kevin’s head jerked around and he groaned out loud. “Fuck, dude, I’d forgotten you were there.”
“I know.” The younger man was sitting up straight, his thighs tense and his fingers clenched tight. He
would have looked fine if it wasn’t for the way his khakis tented. “I’m sorry. I didn’t want to interrupt the moment when you started kissing and then it went further and I was still here and I just…I didn’t
know what to do.”
“Oh.” Mia licked her lips, her eyes fixed on him. So that meant he’d seen everything. How Kevin had
caressed and licked her to a loud climax. He’d been right there, taking it all in. Getting aroused at the same time. Probably wishing he could join them. A small moan escaped her.
Kevin felt his eyebrows rise. He’d just felt her twitch around his finger. “Baby?”
“Yeah?” She looked down at him, still kneeling at her feet.
He smiled when he spotted the arousal in her eyes. The little minx. She was enjoying Nick watching
them! “Let’s move to the sofa.”
“But what about me?” Nick asked, already moving from his seat.
“Stay put!” Kevin ordered, earning himself a disbelieving stare from his friend.
“What? Why?”
“Because I think this is going to be good.” Kevin slid his finger from her, smirking when she pouted at
the loss. “Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to fuck you hard and it’ll be just as good.”
“Better,” she said, licking her lips.
“Better,” he agreed. He stood up and with his hand on her lower back, made her walk to the end of the
sofa. “Hold on to it, Mia.”
“And you say I’m the one who loves that position.” She shook her head but leaned down, grabbing
onto the armrest with both hands.
Her ass rode up high in the air and Kevin growled at the lovely sight. “It’s too bad we don’t have any
lube down here.”
“Fuck,” Nick couldn’t help but comment at his friend’s words. “Are you trying to kill me here or what?”
“Nah, not yet. Just sit there and watch us. Watch her.” Kevin grabbed her hips in both hands and said,
“Open your legs, baby.” She did. “Okay, I want you to look at Nick. Can you do this for me?”
“You want me to look at him?” she repeated, sounding somewhat hesitant.
“Yeah, just look at him while I fuck you.”
“All right.”
“Good. Nick?”
The younger man looked up from Mia’s wide eyes. “Yeah?”
“Enjoy the show,” Kevin said with a wink just before he parted her folds. In one swift move, he was
inside her.
* * * *
Nick was going crazy.
He was sitting here, watching the woman he loved being fucked roughly by her husband and all he
wanted to do was to join them. But that wasn’t possible, he reminded himself for the umpteenth time.
They’d just been through a rough patch and this was their way of making things better. And if he had
to get involved because Kevin thought it a good idea, then he would stay here and take it like a man.
“Fuck!” he groaned when he noticed Kevin tugging her bra down. Her breasts sprung out, dark nipples
begging to be pinched, and he watched as strong fingers did just that. But they weren’t his fingers.
His hands were resting on his lap, copping a furtive feel once in a while because he couldn’t not touch
himself. He nearly asked out loud if he could jerk himself off but decided it would break their stride.
Kevin rammed into her one more time.
She was trying as best she could to hold on, not wanting to come too quickly. She was enjoying this far
too much and Nick’s eyes on her weren’t helping matters. She could see how hard he was, how
desperate he was getting and it scared her and excited her all at once. She nearly asked if he wanted to join them then shook her head. No, this was for her husband.
“Talk to her, Nick.” Kevin’s voice was barely above a growl. He could feel himself start to lose control but she wasn’t there yet. She was holding herself back and he wasn’t sure why but he wanted her to
come with him. He needed it. “Tel her what you want to do to her.”
Nick licked his lips as he watched Mia’s eyes widen. “I…I don’t know, man.”
“Please, Nick. She loves dirty talk. It gets her off. Doesn’t it, baby?” He rolled his hips, hitting her spot on a downward motion.
Her back arched, her nails digging into the sofa.
He wanted to say no, Nick thought to himself, but he couldn’t. He owed her that much. “Look at me,
Mia.” She looked up, his gaze locking on hers. “I want to fuck you so badly.”
“Nicky!” she groaned and bit her lower lip.
He smiled. “Are you close to your release, baby?” She nodded. “Do you want me to tell you what I
would do if it was me inside you right now?” She gasped. “I want to fuck your ass. I really do. I’ve been fantasizing about it since last time. I want to be the one stretching you, feeling you tight around me.
Mmm, baby, I can almost feel it. You’d love it, wouldn’t you? You’d love having my big cock in your
ass…”
That’s all it took. Kevin felt her walls clamp tight around his pounding cock and he thrust into her one last time. His mouth opened on a yell but she beat him to it. She screamed and screamed, milking him
for what seemed like hours.
“Fuck,” he swore and closed his eyes, spent.
Nick watched them snuggle on the sofa, whispers of “I love you” ringing in the air. It hurt. God, it hurt.
He wanted to be the one sitting there with her, seeing the look of contentment in her eyes and
knowing it was thanks to him. But it could never be.
With a heavy heart, he left them, never bothering to say goodbye. He closed the front door behind him
and stood on the porch, thoughts whirling in his head. He still had a few weeks before he was due back