The Cuckolding Chronicles(2)
Zed didn’t wait long. He reached out and cupped Kristen’s bréasts in both hands. Lifted them like he was weighing something precious. “They’re perfect in the sun,” he added with a grin, his eyes never leaving her body.
I stood there. My body went rigid. My jaw clenched. But I didn’t stop him. I didn’t say a word. Kristen didn’t either. She smiled. Her chest rose, and she leaned in a little closer to him. Her nípples hardened right in his palms.
“I wonder how they’ll tan?” she said like it was the most casual thing in the world.
She didn’t pull away from him. If anything, it felt like she was pushing forward. Offering more.
Then Zed lowered his mouth, kissed her nípple, sucked softly. My hands balled into fists, but I didn’t move. His lips teased her, tongu
