A wave of pleasure crashed over me, my body arching back into Jack’s, my eyes squeezing shut as I moaned his name, lost completely in the moment. I glanced back at the window, catching Jack’s gaze again. “You think Mark would mind?” Jack asked, his voice quieter now, almost a challenge. I wrapped my legs around him the water supporting me. “I aim to please.”
I set the drink down, licking a drop from my lips deliberately slow, knowing exactly what I was doing. It was a heady mix — watching my wife, feeling Bex, knowing that we were all part of this same, unspoken game. Desire. She’s over there having her fun with Mark, and she’s fine with me doing the same with you.”
I stared out the window, watching Katie as she laughed and touched Mark’s arm, feeling my stomach twist. I was close—so close I could hardly stand it. “Don’t hold back, Jack. Every touch, every slow grind of her hips was meant for me as much as it was for Mark.
