Chapter 29

Delilah tore open a condom packet and came toward me, an extra sway in her hips. She knew he was watching us.

“You’ll do fine, baby,” she whispered and winked, then dropped to her knees. “Turn a bit, Sweets,” she ordered, and the john got a good view of her rolling the condom over my cock withher lips. Then she rose and turned to him. “Your turn, sugar.”

He was naked now. Delilah tore open a foil packet and repeated the process.

“On your hands and knees,” he told her.

Her bed was large and square, a real passion pit. She adjusted some pillows, positioned herself gracefully on them, and glanced over her shoulder.

He turned to me. “Prepare me.”

I took the tube of Wet from the bedside table and squirted it on my fingers.

“Planning on doing something anytime soon, Ace?”

“Just letting it warm.”

He seemed surprised. “Thanks.” He parted Delilah’s legs. “Put my dick into her. I won’t move until you’re in me.”