His attention was jerked to his wife at the sound of the breath leaving her lungs in a quick feminine moan. He realized then that Sean had finally taken her from behind. The other man’s hands didn’t hold her. No, they remained planted on the wooden lip of the table, a clear display of Sean’s desires to keep him emotionally separate from what was happening.
Sean thrust his hips forward roughly, propelling Liberty’s body and jostling her tits. A small grunted mewl escaped her throat with each hard pump of Sean’s cock. She took it without complaint. He suspected she knew she wouldn’t come and Sean would draw out his pleasure, taking from her body without reciprocating, but she surrendered to him anyway. It was clearly Sean’s intension to get that message across. His point was made.
Sean’s hazel eyes stared hard into Mason’s. From his seat in the club chair several feet away, he could seen Sean was angry with him. His eyes bore into his as he bent over his wife. No doubt this complicated matters. Sean had a hard time walking away from a challenge. He saw it as a sign of weakness. However, Mason knew him well enough to understand that an invitation into a safe caring relationship would terrify the balls off him. Liberty took every rough thrust. Her blue eyes burned into his as Sean used her hard.
“Who is fucking you?” Sean grunted as he pummeled her from behind.
“You are, Sean,” she answered mechanically. Withdraw, thrust, withdraw, thrust, Sean’s motions were sure and paced. He obviously intended to stretch her tolerance, milk his pleasure for every drop.
“And where is your husband?”
“Watching us.”
“Watching who?”
“You and me, Sean.”
“Tell me what he’s seeing.”
“He is watching his lover fuck his wife.”
Mason hid his smile. Very good, Liberty Bell.
Sean appeared a bit thrown off by her reply. While Mase held no shame in his sexual appetites, Sean still struggled with accepting his own. Her blunt label of calling him Sean’s lover had shocked Sean, thrown him momentarily off balance. Sean regained his composure and roughly grabbed Liberty’s hips. His pace increased, and Mason could see a bit of his control slipping.
He plowed into her and pressed her shoulders lower on the table. He now yanked her slight form into each thrust. He was being rough, but Liberty could take it. Mason was very aware of his wife’s comfort and was an expert in reading her.
Sean began to pant and grit his teeth. Whatever he was searching for he wasn’t finding it. Had he been looking for rejection? Better to have a fast death then face the fear of what he thought inevitable? It was sad how little faith Sean held in his own appeal. He was actually quite easy to love, yet could never seem to love himself.
Suddenly Sean withdrew from Liberty and released her from his grip. She staggered but quickly righted herself. Mason sat a little straighter. Sean had better tread carefully.
He saw the frustration in Sean’s eyes. Sweat beaded along his brow that crinkled in concentration. He forked his fingers through his golden hair and turned. His dick was iridescent with Liberty’s cream.
Liberty covertly looked at him in question as she caught her breath. Without alerting Sean, Mason raised his palm a half inch off the arm of the chair and spread his fingers wide as if to say ‘just give him a minute, let’s see what he does’. She nodded ever so slightly and a tiny smirk skated across her lips. Smart girl. She knew exactly what was happening here. She understood Sean was trying to alienate himself in a way that left him unaccountable. Not. Gonna. Happen.
Like a caged tiger, Sean paced away from Liberty and back. He wouldn’t look at Mason. The tension made the air heavy, like a great fog choking one’s breath away. Finally seeming to reach some sort of decision, Sean stomped to a spot just in front of Mason.
“Come here, Liberty.” She stood and slowly walked toward him. “On your knees.”
Liberty gracefully dropped to her knees without objection. No matter how much Sean loved being dominant, Liberty’s submission obviously irritated him in that moment. He clearly wanted to break her, make her cry out so that Mason would call halt. If Liberty felt like she was being pushed too hard or too far she would have no problem stopping Sean. Things continued because she was as determined to prove their acceptance of Sean as much as Mason. They made an unbeatable team and Sean would soon come to accept it.
“Open your mouth wide and suck my cock. You will take all of it this time.”
Sean’s cock was long and thick. Even Mason had a difficult time accommodating him in oral sex. There was no way Liberty would fit all of him without gagging.