Sam didn’t know what it was she was doing because he seemed to be doing all the work.
“You’re so fucking tight. Feels so good.”
~*~*~
Logan couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed the tube of lubrication from where he had stashed it earlier, strangling his cock with one hand to keep from coming just from the sight of Sam being fucked.
“Lean into him.” Logan told her as he squeezed the cool gel into his hand, coating his cock with it. When Tag moved so that Sam could lean over more, Logan slicked his fingers with the gel and eased them into Sam’s ass.
“Yes.” She moaned, once again beginning to lift and lower on Tag’s cock.
“Slow, Sam.” Tag told her, the strain in the man’s voice apparent. He was close, and Logan needed to be inside of her when he came.
Logan penetrated her with one finger, slowly fucking her ass as she pressed into him. Sam enjoyed anal sex, so she was used to the little bite of pain now. Not stalling for time, Logan entered two fingers into her ass, before stroking his cock a couple of times and then lining up behind her.
He had to put one foot on the couch in order to better the angle, but once he did, he was able to slide into Sam, feeling the ridge of Tag’s cock through the thin barrier inside of his wife. Damn it was tight.
“Lean forward more.” He told Sam, pushing down on her back until she was flush against Tag. A little maneuvering put them into a better position, allowing Logan to thrust slow and steady at first, Tag mirroring his movements from beneath Sam.
“Fuck me, Logan. Harder.” Sam groaned, trying to rock back into him.
Gripping her hips, Logan did as she requested, he began ramming into her ass while Tag thrust upward, over and over, the two of them alternating until Sam’s body tightened painfully around his cock, trying to milk him for all he was worth.
“Fuck. I’m gonna come.” Tag groaned, obviously trying to hold out.
“Come for me, Sam.” Logan urged, slamming into her once, twice... “Come for me, baby. That’s it. Fuck!” Logan roared his release when Tag did the same, both of them lodged to the hilt inside of her as she screamed Logan’s name over and over.
Chapter Nine
A solid month had passed since the last time Tag came to the house and Logan could feel Sam getting anxious once again. After Tag had come over for three weekends in a row, Logan figured she needed a break. Apparently not.
For a month, he’d been rocked by Sam’s enthusiastic attitude toward sex. Not that she hadn’t been a wildcat before Tag came into their lives, but since, the woman was damn near insatiable. Logan was just out of ideas at the moment.
As it would appear after they christened every room in their house, with the exception of the bedroom because Logan refused to allow another man into his bed, they were left with limited options.
But he had an idea, and he only hoped both Tag and Sam were onboard with it. Since Tag was a member of the club, and Sam was since she was married to Logan, he had opted to try that place on for size. What he wasn’t sure about was the location – he knew exactly where, but whether Sam would be onboard with it or not was another question entirely.
There was one night a month when the members congregated at the club, generally in the open playroom initially, and by the end of the night, there was an all-out free for all. It was about as risqué as they came and Logan was tempted to show his wife exactly what it felt like to be watched.
He had placed a call into Tag that morning and was on his way to the club for lunch so he could talk to Luke. It wasn’t that he needed his brother’s permission, but he was curious as to whether his brother was going to attend as well. That might just make Sam’s decision for her because he wasn’t so sure she’d be interested in watching her best friend have sex. But, she’d surprised the hell out of him on more than one occasion, so he figured he’d better get the details before he went in search of an answer.
Logan walked into the club through the back entrance and found Luke and Cole sitting at one of the tables in the near empty club. The only other people in the room were Kane and Lucie, who appeared to be having a heated discussion behind the bar. He didn’t even want to know.
Pulling out a chair, Logan took a seat at the table, not interrupting the conversation going on between the two men. They looked intent, and Logan only hoped nothing was wrong.
“Hey. Glad you got here. We wanted to talk to you about something.” Luke stated bluntly.
We?
“What’s up?” He asked, glancing back and forth between the two men.
“You know we have the monthly get together, right?” Luke asked.