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Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 116

Chapter 116

CELESTE

Julian stood there on the other side of the door, his face pressed close to the opening, his eyes wide and red with tears. His mouth twisted in a grimace of pain and fury.

Right beside him stood Seraphine, tears still rolling down her face like the world had wronged her, like she was the one who had been betrayed, like she had not spread her legs for Sparrow just hours ago.

I did not stop.

My eyes did not leave Julian’s. I bit my lip, moaning softly, as I continued to fuck Dominic, my hips grinding, my pussy taking his cock over and over. I watched Julian’s face as he watched us, as he saw every thrust, every movement, every moment of his wife being fucked by another man.

His eyes drifted downward, following the movement of Dominic’s cock as it slid in and out of my pussy. I followed his gaze, saw what he was seeing, the way my wetness coated Dominic’s shaft, the way my pussy stretched around him, the way our bodies came together in a rhythm that had nothing to do with

him.

When I looked back up, the pain in his eyes had changed. It had hardened into something else, something darker, something dangerous.

“You bitch!” he snarled, striking the door with both hands. The metal vibrated under his palms. “Open this door, Celeste!”

I did not react. I kept moving, kept fucking Dominic, kept my eyes locked on his.

He shoved his hand through the opening, reaching for the lock, but his fingers could not find purchase. The door was locked with a key and Dominic had put it away, tucked safely in that drawer. Julian’s hand flailed, grasping at nothing, and he let out a sound of pure frustration.

Then he lost it.

He began to bang on the door like a madman, both fists pounding against the metal, his voice a roar of rage and pain. The door shook under his assault but it did not give, did not budge, did not open.

Meanwhile Seraphine just stood there, crying, not moving, not speaking, just watching through her tears like she had forgotten how to do anything else.

But I could not focus on them anymore. The pressure was building again, and I felt myself getting close, so close, my moans growing louder, my hips moving faster. Dominic felt it too, his thrusts becoming harder, faster, his fingers digging into my hips, his breath hot against my ear.

He fucked me harder from below, his cock pounding into my pussy, and I let go. The orgasm hit me like a wave, like a fucking tsunami, my body shaking, my pussy clenching around his cock, my cry filling the room. I rode it out, grinding against him, taking every inch of his cock as my walls milked him, pulsed around him, squeezed him dry.

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When it was over, I was panting and trembling. I lifted myself off his cock, the emptiness sudden and strange, and I moved onto my knees on the bed, facing him.

Dominic got off the bed. He stood in front of me, naked, his cock still hard, still slick with our combined wetness. He leaned forward and crashed his lips against mine, kissing me messily, desperately, his tongue sliding into my mouth, tasting me, and I tasted myself on him, my own juices mixed with his spit.

Our tongues slid in and out of each other’s mouths, wet and hungry, and when our lips finally parted, I looked down at his erect cock, the head swollen and red, a strand of my wetness still clinging to it.

I reached for it, stroking it once, feeling the weight, the heat, the twitch of it under my palm. Then I leaned forward and took his cock in my mouth.

I sucked him like I had never sucked a cock before. Not for Julian, not for any man I had been with before him. I took him deep, my throat opening to accommodate him, his head pressing against the back of my throat, and I sucked him like he was the most delicious thing in the world.

I made sounds, wet sounds, my mouth full of his cock, my tongue working the underside, my lips tight around his shaft. I bobbed my head up and down, taking him deeper with every stroke, my hand working the base, squeezing and twisting. I could taste myself on him, could taste the salt of his pre-cum.

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