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gaze.
    “I couldn’t see this that clearly in the car.” He cupped his hand over her naked mound protectively. “Is this for me?”
    “You seemed to like it the one time I did it, so I thought—”
    He pressed a kiss against her lips, ending her thought. “I like it, all right. I like it a lot.”
    Taylor ended the conversation by turning her around in his arms so her back was to him. Confused for a second, she tried to pivot, but he stopped her by sitting on the couch again, pulling her down so she sat on his lap.
    His hard cock nudged the small of her back as he leaned forward to whisper in her ear. “You can see the TV better this way, and I can still take care of you. You need to be taken care of, don’t you?”
    She nodded.
    “And you want to watch?”
    Another nod.
    A hand wound in her hair again and she jumped. Her stomach clenched when he pulled lightly so her neck arched. “I can’t hear you,” he said silkily.
    A rush of moisture flooded her vagina. “Yes,” she whimpered.
    “You’re a good girl,” the officer on the screen told the woman who was currently being hammered by his cock as she knelt, doggy style, on the side of the road.
    “Good girl,” Taylor praised, parroting the movie, either deliberately or unconsciously, Ana wasn’t sure. Either way, it was hot as hell.
    He arranged her legs so they fell on either side of his and lifted her up as if she weighed no more than a doll. He fit his cock to her entrance and pulled her down, a little rougher than he normally did.
    There were definite benefits to this position, Ana realized as Taylor’s hands roamed over the front of her body. He fucked her harder, faster, and she leaned back, trying to use her legs to work his cock even deeper inside of her.
    One of his hands held her by the breast, squeezing and rubbing the nipple, but also using the grip to move her up and down. The other hand sank into her pussy, easily finding her clit.
    She closed her eyes, uncaring of what happened in the movie now as her husband fucked her to the climax that had been building since her last one. She tilted her head back, allowing him free access to her body as he hammered inside her.
    Yeah, she really liked this position.

    What had gotten into his wife?
    You, stupid.
    Har, har, har. Other than that.
    Taylor stroked his hands up the front of her body as he fucked her. She was so soft, her body tight and clasping wet around him. The first time he’d gotten inside her, he’d felt like her pussy had been made for his cock. Though she had to work to take him at first, once he was inside her, she fit him like a warm, wet glove.
    Her back was arched against him, her eyes shut as her head lolled on his shoulder. He could feel every inch of her sheath as it rippled around him. The sounds from the television were easy to disregard. What man could care about a fake porno when his arms were full of this reality? The overblown actress currently getting double fucked on the screen had nothing on the supple strength and delicate beauty of the woman in his arms.
    The sound of a scraping foot was not as easy to disregard, and his eyes shot open. He momentarily froze as he caught sight of the man standing just inside the door to the kitchen, dripping snow on the ground from his wet down coat, a designer duffel hanging on his shoulder. Eli’s bright blue eyes were wide as he stared at the two of them locked together in an epic lap dance.
    Taylor should have been outraged. He should have gotten up and yelled and freaked out on the man, regardless of the fact that they’d been friends forever. It didn’t matter that his hand covered Ana’s pussy, or that his other arm was locked across her breasts, giving her more protection than a bikini.
    Yeah, that’s what he should have done. Instead his cock swelled, harder and thicker than it ought to have been given that she’d sucked him off not even fifteen minutes ago.
    Eli took in the porno blaring across the big-screen TV and