finger and thumb loosely ringing the root of Valâs cock. âI think I hear the ladies. Or if it isnât them, your valet is in for a surprise.â
âHeâs seen you with me before.â
âPerhaps Iâll ask him to join in, Val, stuff his cock down your throat. Would you like that?â
âYou know I damn well would not!â
Peter chuckled. âThen letâs hope it is Sara and Abby.â
A low appreciative laugh greeted his words, and he turned to look at the door, where Sara Sokorvsky and Abby stood watching them. Both ladies were dressed in the height of fashion, Abigail in her favorite blue and Sara in red.
âDonât stop, Peter. I do so love to see Val on his knees,â Sara breathed.
âThen come and help me keep him there.â Peter held out his hand. âYou, too, Abby.â
His lover smiled, but he could already see that she had been crying. Tension knotted low in his gut and he held still, all too aware of the painful beat of his heart and the answering throb of his buried cock. Heâd hardly touched her recently, their squabbles over their desire to have another child having led to a physical separation he hated.
Beneath him, Val groaned and arched his back. âFuck me, Peter. Sara wants to see me beg and plead and come all over the sheets.â
âI have a better idea.â Peter recovered himself and managed to grin at Valâs wife. Wrapping one arm around Valâs lean hips, he gently sat back, bringing Val upright over him. He waited until his loverâs feet were planted securely on the bed and drew him even further upright until Valâs back and arse were plastered against his body, his cock still buried deep.
âDonât come, Val. The ladies want to watch you suffer.â
He touched Valâs stiff cock with one finger, rimming the wet slit until Val started to writhe down on him and swear.
âThat mouth of yours, Val. I truly wish I had another cock to fill it with to stop you speaking.â
Sara pulled up her skirts. âI have a much better idea. Perhaps he can lick me while you lick Abby. That should keep you both too well occupied to speak.â
âAbby? Would you like that?â Peter asked gently. She nodded and took his hand, bringing it to her lips and kissing his fingers. âAnd then later, if you want, you can have both of us inside you, or just Val, or just me, or whatever you want.â
âWhat about me?â Sara demanded.
Peter smiled at her. âYou ask for what you want and take it as your right. Abby is a little more polite.â
âThen I will have you both, too. Itâs been far too long since Iâve had the opportunity.â Sara presented her back to Abby. âCan you unlace me, please, and then Iâll do the same for you. We can watch Peter fuck Val while we undress.â
âOh, yes, I would like that.â
Peter studied Abbyâs expression as she worked on Saraâs laces. She seemed more than happy to be in bed with them all. At first heâd worried that she only joined in for his benefit, but sheâd soon disabused him of that notion. Over the past two years heâd found that he preferred to have her with him when Sara was present. It made everything more interesting and more balanced.
âPeter . . .â Val pinched his arm. âI know you can stay hard all night, but will you please concentrate on fucking me?â
Peter smiled and wrapped both his hands around Valâs cock. âDo you want to come?â
âYou know I do.â
âAnd what if I donât want to let you? What if I want you to stay like this, impaled on my cock, all night?â
âThen youâll annoy the ladies, who also want to share both of our talents, and we might be forced to band together to overcome you.â Valâs breath hitched as Peter started to rub his cock. âLet me come, Peter, and then make me hard enough