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She sucked Spryo harder for good measure, showing Mac exactly what she could do for him. What she was dying to do for him. Every lick of her tongue was a promise.

All he had to do was ask for it.

“Take your hand away, baby.” Spryo grunted, surged, drove himself deeper into Dani’s mouth. “Make her deep-throat me.”

Jessica pushed on the back of Dani’s head. She took him to the back of her throat, relaxed her muscles, and he slid deeper. Spryo arched. “Shit, shit, baby, have her teach you how to do that.”

Jessica held her down a moment longer, then gently pulled on her hair.

“Show me,” she begged, her voice rough, unlike the little-girl tones she’d been using.

Stroking Spryo’s cock with one hand, Dani tipped her head back, running her fingers down her throat. “When he’s deep, relax the muscles along here and slip him a little farther.”

“Oh yes, Daddy, I can do it.”

The daddy-daughter scenario was common, especially with their age difference. It excited them both, and in Dani’s line of work, that was what counted. Whatever it took to get them hot and bothered. It was no kinkier than playing exhibitionist to Kern’s voyeur and taking money for sex. This time, she held Jessica’s hair out of the way as the woman went down on her husband.

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They’d stopped asking Mac for permission, and he hadn’t complained. Dani crooked her finger at him. He rose, stalked slowly to stand in front of them, towering above, hands on hips.

His sex perfumed the air.

Gazing up at him, holding him captive with just a look, she whispered to Jessica, “Suck his crown hard, stroking your fingers just below the ridge.”

She didn’t care if Jessica followed instructions or not. Mac would know that was how she’d do him. His pulse beat fast at his throat.

“Slide down,” she murmured, “all the way. Then back up, your teeth grazing his flesh.”

“Baby, baby, baby,” Spryo muttered.

Mac put his hand to the front of his slacks. Beneath the material, she was sure he rivaled Spryo’s size.

“Now take him again,” she told Jessica. “As far as you can without gagging, and stop.”

Spryo made a guttural sound. “Ahhh.”

Dani never looked, concentrating on Mac. His chest rose and fell with deep breaths, as if he barely held on to his control.

“Now, relax, honey,” Dani cajoled. “Relax and ease him a little deeper. Take a bit more. Until you feel the pulse in his cock at the back of your throat.”

“Baby, oh baby.” Spryo’s hand joined hers on the back of Jessica’s head.

“You’re my only baby.”

Mac slowly reached out to push his fingers through Dani’s hair. “Put your hand on me.”

It wasn’t a demand. His eyes burned, his skin flushed, and the muscles of his thighs flexed and bunched. He begged.

Dani cupped him through his pants. With the sound of Jessica’s mouth slipsliding over her husband’s cock and Spryo’s moans filling the hotel room, Dani savored Mac’s girth against her palm.

She closed her eyes and imagined him in her mouth, driving deep inside her, then opened her eyes to find her thoughts mirrored in his gaze. Spryo flopped back on the bed. “Don’t make me come yet, baby doll, please, please.”

Dani had forgotten her job, lost herself in the moment. “Stop, Jessica.” Her voice cracked on the woman’s name.

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Jessica raised her head, her lipstick gone, her mouth moist with Spryo’s precome. “Oh, that was so good. He’s never made noises like that before. I could even hear them deep in his belly.”

Most women would have found it unsettling. They wanted to think they were perfect. Dani actually admired Jessica for wanting to do something better for her husband. Or for at least making lessons out of their play. Kneeling beside him, his thick thighs separating them, Spryo’s wife reached out to cup Dani’s breast, flicking the nipple with her thumbnail. A jolt of sensation shot down between Dani’s legs. She didn’t do women, but the unexpectedness of it was shockingly good.

“Teach me,” Jessica said, low and husky, “to fuck Big Daddy the way a courtesan would.” She glanced up at Mac. “Please, Master, may Daddy fuck Dani so I can watch and learn?”

Dani met Mac’s eyes and lost her breath. A rush of moisture creamed her. The scent of her own arousal rose up.

“Yeah,” he whispered, his gaze dark, hot, intense, “I want to watch that big cock fuck you.” He grabbed her chin. “And then you’re mine.”

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JESSICA’S RED NAILS AGAINST THE CREAMINESS OF DANI’S BREAST was like a work of art. Mac’s blood rushed to both heads at once, his cock throbbing, his brain on sensory overload.

Yeah, Mac was thinking totally with his dick now, and he wanted, needed, everything, whether Dani was doing it to him, Stamos, or even Jessica. He didn’t merely understand what Kern must have felt all the times he’d watched. Capturing her chin, feeling her skin, holding her gaze, Mac lived it, breathed it, had to have what Kern had had.

“Fuck him for me,” he whispered to her.

She parted her lips, but only nodded.

Jessica bounced to her feet, breasts bobbing. “Oh, Daddy, this is going to be so fun.” She grabbed a condom from the table where Dani had thrown several packets. “How will we do her?”

Mac knew exactly what he wanted. “Dani will ride.”

“Ooh,” Jessica enthused.

Stamos grinned. “I like a decisive man. I’m at your disposal for however you wish your lady to take advantage of my body.”

“May I put on the condom, Master?” Jessica held it up, fluttering her eyelashes.

She was definitely into authority figures: Big Daddy, Master. Whatever. “Yes, you may.” He helped Dani to her feet. Without shoes, she felt petite next to him, her scent rising to tantalize: apples, powder, and arousal. Jessica clambered onto the bed beside Stamos, positioning him, pushing him flat. “Oh Daddy,” she murmured, stroking a finger across the tip of his cock, then carrying the bead of pre-come to her lips. She sucked her finger clean. “I love how you taste, Big Daddy.” Then she leaned down and Mac thought he heard her whisper, “You need to taste it, too.”

The kiss she gave him was extraordinarily sweet. It wasn’t a married couple’s kiss, but a long, luscious melding of lips, sharing the taste, from her tongue to his, savoring. Now, this was voyeuristic, stepping into a moment that was between only them. The sight started a burn in his chest. Jessica pulled back, rubbed her nose along his cheek. “I love you, Daddy.”

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The gentle look, the tender sound, it couldn’t be faked. By God, she really loved him. She could watch him fuck another woman, beg for it, yet somehow make it all about the two of them. Like a present she was giving him. He looked down to find Dani staring at the couple. That was how it had been with Kern. It didn’t matter who was fucking whom; it was all about the unspoken connection.

He was so damn envious, his guts ached.

He had to make this about him, with Dani. Cupping her cheek, he wanted to kiss her, badly, yet the moment wasn’t right. He would feel when it was right, when he would touch her in a way she’d never forget. When she would be marked like a wild animal marks his mate.

Jessica huddled over Spryo’s cock, caressing as she rolled on the condom. Mac lifted Dani beneath the armpits and set her on the bed. She came down on her knees.

“Straddle him,” he told her. “I want to see his cock slide inside you.”

He did not remove his clothes or shoes. He didn’t even unbutton his shirt. Instead, he sat on the edge of the bed, crossing an ankle over his knee, and leaned back against the headboard to watch. Dani spread her legs over Spryo’s hips as Jessica held her husband’s cock.

“Pour some lube over the condom,” Mac instructed Jessica. Moisture already glistened on Dani’s pussy, but he wanted more. To see as well as hear the slide of that big cock inside her. Jessica rubbed Spryo’s coated penis along Dani’s cleft, back and forth, wetting her with the lube as well. No, Jessica did not need lessons. She knew exactly how to please her man. Mac would love to be there as a fly on the wall for their next adventure. He was definitely getting into the voyeurism thing.

“Now take him,” he ordered.

Her sweet, pink pussy, the fullness of her lips, and the sight of that impressive cock breaching her trapped Mac’s breath halfway down his throat.

“How does it feel?” he murmured, without even meaning to speak.

“It stretches her,” Jessica answered, “fills her up. All that hard meat”—she speared Mac with her gaze—“a man can never know how good it feels.” She released her grip on Stamos’s cock, then laid her hand on Dani’s shoulder and pushed her down until her spread legs encompassed his hips and his cock was buried to the hilt.

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Mac leaned closer, balancing on a knee, one hand supporting him. Good God, it was gorgeous. He’d always enjoyed looking down, watching his cock fill a woman, but this was more than double the pleasure.

“How does it feel?” he asked again.

This time Dani answered. “Like he’s all the way to my throat.” She rolled her hips, rocked, leaning back slightly and rising on her thighs. Her sweet ass flexed, and Stamos moaned.

“Sweet Mary, she’s squeezing me on the inside.” He groaned and grabbed his wife’s hand.

Between the lips of her sex, Dani’s clit burgeoned. Mac’s mouth watered for a taste of her pussy. She did Stamos with short jerks of her body and the flexing of her ass, a sensation Mac knew drove Stamos mad on the inside. Jessica lay down beside Spryo, crooning. “Oh Big Daddy, that’s so hot. Look at you, how big you are inside her, how she’s stretched to take you.” She raised one leg, planting her foot on the bed, and stroked herself. Dani looked at Mac. He was so fucking hard, he could have pushed her forward and done her from behind with Stamos still inside her. She bit her lip, watching him, knowing how badly he wanted it, that he hung by a thread. Maybe that was what she’d always wanted from Kern. To get him so hot, he had to bully his way in.

The perfect moment for that first touch was almost upon him. It built behind his eyes. “Face the wall and straddle Big Daddy’s mouth,” he told Jessica, his tone harsh with need. “I want to watch him lick you.”

He wanted her occupied.

She made an excited little noise and scrambled to do his bidding, planting herself over her husband’s face, her feet alongside Dani’s knees. Lifting his head, Jessica put his mouth to her pussy and tipped her head back, eyes closed. “Oh Daddy, lick me, lick me.” Her red hair swayed across her back.

Together, she and Dani rocked almost in time, one fucking his cock, the other fucking his mouth. The sounds, the scents, the heat in the room, it was like being caught in a crashing ocean wave where all you could do was feel. Thinking was impossible. Without conscious movement, he found himself on his knees beside Dani, his palm cupping her nape, her hair caressing the back of his hand. Her lips were a wet, luscious, cock-sucking red, her naturally hazel eyes a 48

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deep olive, her cheeks flushed with desire and exertion. The rise and fall of her body mesmerized him, her mouth called to him, and Mac took that first taste of her, the one he’d craved, dreamed about.

She was like expensive sweet wine, filling him up, going to his head, turning his world topsy-turvy. She moaned into his mouth, and he wished to God he’d gotten naked so they were flesh to flesh.

He took her with a kiss as deep as the cock buried inside her. He made love to her mouth, his kiss saying everything he couldn’t utter aloud. The sounds of Stamos, his groans, Jessica’s moans, the rhythm of their bodies, the hot scent of salty come and sweet feminine cream, the whisper of her moans on her lips—it all made Dani’s kiss hotter, Mac’s need greater. Despite another man’s cock inside her, for this one moment, this first taste, there was just the two of them and no one else.

He was going to hell for how badly he wanted his brother’s wife. But he wasn’t about to let her go.

Sliding a hand down Dani’s throat, to her breast, Mac stroked her nipple, then pinched just as Jessica had.

Oh God. Dani flexed on the inside, squeezing Spryo’s cock. His hips jerked, drove deep. It was so sweet, Mac’s tongue in her mouth, his lips taking her, his fingers shooting bolts of lightning straight from her nipple to her clit, and a hard cock deep inside her.

She’d dreamed of this. She’d just never thought the man would be Mac. More, more, more, she chanted in her mind. She couldn’t let go of that kiss, his mouth, his sugary taste as sweet as the baklava. His fingers brushed the underside of her breast, her abdomen, played with her belly button, then finally tunneled into her sex, finding that hot, hard, needy button. Her breath puffed. Oh God, so good. Mac. He couldn’t know how good. She rode his touch as much as she rode Spryo’s cock. She was close, so close, driven even higher by Jessica’s rising voice as she neared her own climax. Then Mac tore his lips from hers, pushing her back slightly in the saddle, and put his mouth to her clit, sucking, licking, circling. The sensations were so intense, colors burst before her eyes. She keened, threading her fingers through his hair, holding his head to her, riding his tongue. Spryo’s cock pulsed and throbbed, and he pushed deep as much as she drove down on him, but when orgasm broke free inside her, it was not the cock inside her, but Mac’s sweet 49