The Home Wrecker (The Goode Brothers, #2)

by Sara Cate

My panties are practically soaked as I drop to the floor. I still can’t believe this is happening, but it feels like the three of us are getting carried away down a river none of us want to swim against. We all want this. Maybe we all have wanted this for longer than we’re ready to admit. It’s not even ten in the morning in my kitchen when I pull down my husband’s zipper and see his hard cock behind his boxer briefs while another man stands next to him and strokes my hair. “There you go, Briar,” Dean mumbles, urging me on with the softness in his praise and commands. “She needs to hear how good she’s doing,” he tells Caleb. “Attagirl,” Caleb replies. “You look so good on your knees for me.” The effect his words have on me is unnerving. As if I really would do anything at all. As Caleb’s cock springs free of his pants, I stroke it softly in my hand, gazing up at him as I wait for his next instruction. I’ve never seen him remotely like this before, but it fits him. My husband has held in so much over the years, but I never had the guts to urge him to let out everything he’s hiding. And I know there is so much. This feels like just the tip of the iceberg. “Tell her what you want,” Dean says, prodding him. “Worship my cock like it’s the only one for you.” I don’t hesitate. My lips wrap around Caleb’s hard length, and I coat his entire shaft with my saliva, humming with pleasure as I move my mouth from the base to the tip.