Dirty Daddies(78)

But I don’t care.

My job is the only string left holding me to any of their unwanted opinions, and that string is fraying before my eyes with every budget cut.

I think this one will be the final one I can take. I’m going to hand in my notice to coincide with my existing case load winding down, and beyond that I have no idea yet.

I’m sure something will come up, even as an interim measure.

I shouldn’t respond to Carrie’s kisses, because we all have things to do in the morning.

I shouldn’t roll onto my side to press my cock against her belly because I’m dooming us all to a night of fucking and sucking until the dawn rises through the crack in Jack’s curtains, but I can’t stop.

She’s addictive.

She’s gentle as she takes me in her hand and squeezes. I hear Jack’s breathing quicken and I know she must be squeezing him too.

Carrie Wells is insatiable and I don’t recognise myself when I’m around her. I’m beginning to realise that’s no bad thing.

My life is changing in every way, my career catapulting into unknown waters alongside this new crazy setup we’ve got going on. So many considerations to take into account, so many questions that we’ll need to answer down the line.

But that’s not for now.

Now is all about giving Carrie what she needs, and right now she needs two men to take her and make her theirs.

I slip my fingers between her thighs and find Jack’s already there. I don’t even flinch, just work my fingers along with his, teasing that hard little clit until she moans. Jack pushes his fingers inside her first, and when she’s bucking under our hands and begging for more, I slide mine right along in there next to his.

Our dirty girl stretches so nicely for us. That tight little pussy sucks on our fingers, greedy for whatever we offer.

I kiss her neck in the darkness, feeling Jack’s breath on my cheek as he does the same. Her hand works my dick so slowly I could go insane, but it’s bliss. Absolute pure fucking bliss.

And then she tugs, shifting us closer, and I go with it, we both do.

I don’t realise what’s happening until it’s too late, until I can feel the heat of Jack’s body so close, Carrie’s wriggling underneath us as she spreads her legs and asks for deeper.

I recoil instinctively as my dick touches another dick, jerking back my hips as though I’ve been burned.

“Please,” she breathes. “I want you both inside me, both at once…”

Understanding doesn’t ease the frantic beat of my heart.

Understanding that she’ll want the length of my dick thrusting tight against another man’s inside her doesn’t make me any less hesitant as she coaxes me back into position.

I focus on the warmth of her pussy around my fingers, holding my breath as I know the point of dick on dick is just moments away.

I flinch at the contact when she touches us together, but this time I don’t pull away. The head of him is hard against mine, surprisingly slippery as she grinds us together, tip against swollen tip.

I can’t believe I’m doing this, I can’t believe my dick is still hard, but it is.

It’s only when I hear Jack grunt that I realise he’s not nearly so hesitant as I am. But Jack never is.

Jack doesn’t have limits like I have. Jack goes all in for the pursuit of pleasure, and right now his pleasure is in Carrie’s hand as she rubs his dick against mine.

“Fuck,” he says. “Peen on fucking peen. This has never been on my fucking agenda.”

But he doesn’t stop and neither do I.

And it occurs to me, right at the back of my mind, that maybe he wants this. Maybe he’s not nearly so hung up on what all this means as I am.

The thought that he might even enjoy these blurry boundaries takes me aback, but makes my dick throb. It makes me shunt closer, giving Carrie all the leeway she needs to press us length to length and move us as one.

Oh fuck, it feels good. It feels so filthily good.

“You like it,” she whispers, “I can feel it.”

I don’t argue and neither does he. It would be pointless if we did, since she can feel it clear as day in her dirty little hands.

Her pussy is so wet, and so are our dicks. The sound of squelching fingers is loud, even under the covers, and the sound of breath is loud above them.

I’m going to come against Jack’s dick, spraying my load all over Carrie’s pretty little pussy underneath, and I’m pretty sure he’s going to come against mine and do the same.

“Kiss me,” she whispers. “Both of you, kiss me.”

Jack kisses her first. She moans for him, and the sound of wet mouths makes mine water. So tentatively I press my lips to her cheek, not caring that my face is right against his, not caring that when she turns her head and offers me her mouth, it’s with his tongue still lapping at hers.