A sheepish grin appeared. “Just for a second.”
Chassie gave both their dicks one last squeeze to twin groans. “Perfect timing. We’re almost home.”
“Yeah, but we ain’t close to done.”
After they put away the groceries, Trevor snagged Chassie by the hips and pulled her into his embrace for a long, steamy kiss.
“What was that for?” she asked when they finally broke apart.
“Because I love you. I love you like crazy.”
She nuzzled his neck, breathing his scent into her lungs.
“So, you’re game to try something…new?”
“Haven’t we tried just about everything? Twice?”
Trevor leaned back and looked at her. “Not everything.”
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Chassie’s heart skipped a beat at his challenging expression. “Like what?”
Edgard pressed his front to her back, stringing hot openmouthed kisses down her neck, making her shiver. “Like spanking.”
Her heart threatened to beat right out of her chest.
“You’ve got a great ass,” Trevor said, scraping his teeth up the other side of her throat. “I wanna see it nice and pink while Edgard fucks it.”
“Oh. Um. Well. I-I—”
“We wouldn’t really hurt you,” Edgard murmured behind her. “We just wanna play with you a little rough.”
She peeked over her shoulder at Edgard.
“You’ve been bad today. Sassing us with that mouth will just cause us to find more inventive uses for it.”
“Damn straight.” Trevor asked, “You find what you were lookin’ for, Ed?”
“Mmm-hmm.”
The exquisite attention to both sides of her neck sent delicious vibrations straight to her pussy. “I take it you’ve done this sort of thing before?”
“Oh yeah.” Trevor chuckled, then sank his teeth into her earlobe. “Been awhile so I’m anxious for you to get them britches off.”
“Me too. Where we doing this, Trev?”
“Right here in the living room. Drop them drawers, baby.”
She moved back and began to undress.
“Shirt comes off too,” Edgard piped in. “And watch us while you’re getting ready for us.” He stepped into the space she’d vacated and kissed Trevor. Not with his usual ravenous appetite, but pure seduction. Edgard nibbled and licked Trevor’s lips, never quite delving inside his mouth. Trevor’s low growls didn’t spur Edgard to give in. If anything it primed him to back off.
Chassie had no problem doffing her jeans, but her fingers fumbled with the buttons on her shirt as she watched Edgard tormenting her husband.
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“Touch me, dammit,” Trevor said, arching closer, angling his head for a more complete kiss.
Edgard latched onto Trevor’s ass and rolled their hips together. Side to side. Up and down. Tiny circles. Every time he retreated, Trevor’s body sought more contact. Edgard teased with his mouth and his body, controlled every movement and countermovement, literally making Trevor sweat.
It was erotic as hell.
Then Edgard backed off and faced Chassie, giving her an appreciative once-over.
“Brace your hands on the wall.”
She swallowed the small bit of fear and did as Edgard instructed, keeping her body at a right angle as her palms pressed against the paneled wall. She heard clothing being removed, the jingle of belt buckles and coins. The pop pop pop of snaps coming undone.
She’d focused so completely on sound, she jumped when rough hands caressed the globes of her ass. Over and over. Whisper soft. Her stomach muscles quivered with anticipation and clenched when that first sharp blow finally landed. She gasped, “Oh God.”
“Look at me.”
Chassie cranked her head and met her husband’s glittering eyes as his hand swatted her ass cheeks again. This time it wasn’t her stomach that clenched, but her pussy. “Oh.”
Edgard stepped into her peripheral view and tipped her chin up. “Not another sound.
Take your licks like a good girl, understand?”
She nodded.
“Good. Eyes forward. Keep goin’, Trev.”
Her husband peppered her ass until every inch of it stung. Every inch of it burned with erotic fire. About halfway through it’d stopped being punishment and became…pleasure. The heart-pounding wait for the connection of his hand. The stinging slap. The excruciating delay, then the delicious payout as the sound of flesh meeting flesh reverberated around her, up her spine, hardening her nipples as her skin burned.
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Trevor said, “I can smell those sweet, sweet pussy juices.” His fingers slid down the crack of her ass, stopping when they encountered wetness. “You’re absolutely drippin’