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Abby watched Peterâs hands move over Valentinâs body and shivered with anticipation. Peterâs concentration when he made love was absolute. He would do everything in his considerable sexual repertoire to make his lover experience every delight known to man. Or woman. She considered herself very lucky.
But watching him now, with Val, his first love, was bittersweet. It comforted her that even if she left him, he would still have this, but it also reminded her of everything she would lose. And letting him inside her, or even letting Val inside her, meant risking a pregnancy she would not be able to conceal.
âAbby?â Peter looked over at her, his smile fading. âAre you all right?â
She clutched at the bodice of her dress as Sara loosened her stays. âIâm fine.â She nodded at Sara, who was already naked and crawling toward her husband with a very determined expression. âI believe Lady Sokorvsky wishes to avail herself of her husbandâs cock, so heâd better not come again too quickly.â
Peter smiled, but he still looked anxious, one hand held out to her. âCome and help me, then. I canât handle two voracious Sokorvskys at once.â
Val groaned as Sara bent forward and licked the pre-cum from his cock. âSara, let me fuck you, please. â
Abby moved closer as Sara pouted. âBut I am not ready to take you.â
âThen let Peter finger you, or kneel up and let one of us use our mouth on you.â
Peter adjusted his grip on Valentinâs cock. âYou lick her, Val. I need my fingers for Abby.â He smiled at her. âCome here, love.â
She couldnât stop herself from moving closer. If she was going to lose him and lose this, she intended to treasure the moment.
âAbby.â Peter threaded his fingers through her hair, dislodging pins as he went. âKiss me.â
She obliged him, and heard his low moan of approval deep in his throat as he kissed her back. The languid motion of his tongue was at odds with the quickness of his fingers as he pinched her nipples and then slid his hand lower to play with her clit and rub her sex.
Just watching him controlling Val made her wild. His hands on her made it easy to come, and wetness soon coated his thrusting fingers as he sought her opening and gave her what she needed. Beside her, Sara gasped as Valentin licked her, straining away from Peter to reach deep between her legs and bring her to a fast and sharp climax.
Abby kissed her way down to Peterâs shoulder and then stroked Valentinâs rigid arm and chest. There was no room between the two menâs bodies; Peterâs cock was still embedded deep in Valentinâs arse. Bringing her hand around Peterâs, she found a way to grasp Valentinâs cock and played with him as he writhed even harder and groaned against his wifeâs most intimate flesh.
She gasped herself as the fingers inside her doubled, and she realized Val had added his to Peterâs, widening her and pleasuring her until she screamed and climaxed. Peter fell back against the sheets, bringing Val with him, and Sara took the opportunity to climb onto Valâs cock.
Abby moved slightly to the side, forcing both Peter and Val to remove their fingers from her sex. She watched Sara raise and lower herself over Val, and heard his strangled shout as he started to come inside her, making Peter come, too. She didnât feel left out. Watching the three of them together was always a pleasure, and she knew they wouldnât forget her for long.
But what if she left Peter?
She studied the tangle of limbs and listened to the whispered words of satisfaction and contentment between her three friends. Peter would be fine with them. She would be the one who would be bereft.
Without warning, her eyes filled with tears, and with a murmured apology, she climbed off the bed and, scooping up her