Breaking Perfect (24 page)

“Good
girl,” he rasped, reaching for the bottle of oil.

Wet,
slick drizzles ran down her lower back and ass. It trickled down to the towel
beneath her and into her crevices. He removed his thumb and began to smear the
oil into her skin, directing it to her little hole. His fingers lubricated the
area, making firm massaging strokes followed by shallow dips.

Liberty
was squirming beneath him, growing impatient for his touch. “Before Mase, have
you ever had a cock up your ass, Liberty?” She stilled. “Answer me.”

“No.”

“A
finger? A dildo?”

“No.”

“I
didn’t think so. The trick is to relax into it. Feel my finger? It feels huge,
but it’s nothing compared to a cock. Mason’s cock is wide. If you ever intend
on taking your husband there you’ll need to build up a tolerance for anal play.
Would you like me to help you with that? Help you so that you can better please
Mason?”

“Yes,
please.”

“Relax.
I’m going to squirt some oil into your hole. It’ll feel wet, but it’ll make it
easier when I penetrate you the first time.”

Sean
picked up the small bottle of oil and flipped the cap. He spread her cheeks
wide and made a V with his fingers to hold them out of the way. Lining the
small nozzle up with her hole, he squeezed. Liberty made an uncomfortable
sound.

“Still
okay?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”
Sean lubed up his index finger. There were two ways to go about this. He was
more a rip the Band-Aid right off kind of guy though. He brought his knee to
the side of her hip and draped his other leg over the backs of her thighs. He
lined his oily finger up with her hole and touched down. “Ready?”

“Mm-hm.”

Sean
pressed forward and slid the digit all the way in to the top knuckle with one
fast press. Liberty cried out and her shoulders came off the bed. Sean was prepared
for her shock and pressed her back down gently. “Don’t fight it. Relax. Feel
the burn fade into pleasure.”

He
began to make tight swirls in her passage with the tip of his finger. Liberty took
hissing, hard breaths through her clenched teeth as her muscles fisted around
his finger. Adjusting his position, he moved more between her thighs and slowly
lifted his hand off of her back. Like a good little sub she didn’t try to move
again.

With
his free hand he reached down to her wet pussy and tickled her folds as he
began to extract the finger wedged in her ass. “Feel the pain subsiding? You
wanted it out, but now you want it back, don’t you?”

She
groaned.

“That’s
it. Let your frustration out.” He removed his finger until only the very tip
remained in her ass then he pressed it back in. Liberty’s shoulders pulled
together like two butterfly wings. Sean withdrew and thrust the finger in
again.

His
other hand began to swirl around the juices dripping from her cunt. Finding the
hard nub of her clit, he roughly flicked it. Liberty jolted at the contact. His
finger began to pump in and out of her ass and she panted and moaned with each
thrust. “Look at how beautifully you surrender. You would do anything to please
Mason, wouldn’t you, baby?”

“Mmmm,”
she moaned in agreement.

“I
wonder if you can take more, Liberty. What would it be like to someday have a
cock where my finger is and have another one here?”

He
rammed two fingers into her cunt and began to fuck her in tandem with both
hands. Liberty sobbed out her pleasure, forging onto her knees. Sean moved his
fingers faster, the one in her ass pumping in quick shallow thrusts. His
knuckles knocked against her supple ass while the fingers wedged in her pussy
reached for her G-spot and tickled that inner bundle of nerves.

Her
cries matched his quick rhythm and Sean leaned down and licked the lower slice
of her pink ass as it jiggled with each pump of his fist. “When I tell you to,
you’re going to come for me, Liberty. I want you to drench my hand when I give
you permission.”

Sean
reached deep inside of her sex, hooked his fingers, and pressed firmly into her
G-spot. Liberty began to practically howl. “Now, Liberty. Come now!” He bit
down into the juicy curve of her ass as her cream bathed his knuckles and
fingers as she contracted like a vise around him. Her sobs filled the room. She
was so beautiful in her surrender. Just watching her come was enough to make
him blow his load.

Sean
withdrew both his hands and slid lower, dropping to his chest to the mattress as
he did so. Yanking her trembling thighs apart, he fastened his mouth to her sex
and drank from it as if it were a chalice.

Needing
more, he rolled, flipping her over and quickly hoisted her hips. He slid
beneath her opening, holding her tight hips over his face as she cried out and
caught her weight on the headboard. He licked and sucked at the lips of her
pussy as she continued to come in his mouth. He couldn’t get enough of her
taste. Like an animal, he bathed her with his tongue, cleaning away every last
drop of her pleasure.
 
She was so frantic
in her release, without his support she likely would have collapsed.

He
flipped her to her back and climbed up her small body, all boundaries forgotten.
His mouth crashed down on hers as her hands knotted in his hair and scratched
at his shoulders, her thigh hooked over his hip. He grabbed her wrists and
pinned her arms over her head and continued to ravage her sweet mouth. “Taste
yourself on me. See how delicious you are?”

Her
little pink tongue darted out and licked across his lips as she moaned and
savored her own flavor. He looked at her and knew his eyes were as mad with the
lust reflected in her stormy blue ones. God, he wanted to tear off his clothes
and stick his cock into her so hard that when he filled her with his seed she
would taste his cum.

Liberty’s
legs wrapped around his hips and he ground himself into her.
Do not
fuck
her!
He kissed down her neck and bit at her jaw and shoulders. When
he reached her little tits he unapologetically sucked one tip hard into his
mouth. She cried out, but he was relentless. He licked the underside of her
breast and sucked there as well, needing to mark her pale flesh.

“Please,
Sean, please!”

His
tongue flicked over her hard nipple. “Tell me what you need.”

“You!
I need you!”

Down
her quivering belly he kissed. He reached under her thighs and wrenched her
legs open. Lining his thumbs up with her folds he held her open and fucked her
with his tongue again, making sharp stabbing motions. It wasn’t enough. He
wanted his cock in her.

“Please!
More, I need more,” she begged.

Sean
briefly thought about his promise to Mason and hoped he wasn’t breaking any
rules. Needing some form of relief, he sat up and quickly undid his pants and
shucked them off his legs. Climbing over Liberty he straddled her hips. Her
legs twitched and scissored beneath him. Fisting his cock in his hand, he jerked
himself off as he twisted backward with his other hand and reached for her
clit.

The
forbidden territory, the blurred lines of permission, it all added to the
erotic rush of the moment. His morals objected, but they were both too far
gone. This would have never gotten so out of hand if Mason hadn’t insisted he
play with his wife.

His
fingers worked fast and hard, driving her directly into one screaming orgasm
after another. He released her abused clit and moved higher on her body.

“Open.”

Liberty’s
eyes went wide. Sean knew he was a lot bigger than Mason when it came to
length. Liberty was obviously comparing notes in her head.

“Just
take as much as you can,” he said. She nodded. Sean leaned forward and grasped
the top of the headboard as he slowly fed his cock into Liberty’s hot mouth.
Those bee-stung lips wrapped tight around him and he groaned. “Fuck, you feel
good.”

He
thrust into the warm cavern, taking narrow dips, careful not to gag her by
going too far. She clawed at his thighs and soon was trying to hold him deep
inside of her. She was incredible. She moaned around his cock and his balls
drew up tight.

“I
want your tits.” He withdrew from her mouth. “Arms above your head.” He scooted
down her body until his ass rested just over her ribs. Taking both her breasts
in his hands he plumped them together and fit his dick in between. “God, you’re
beautiful.”

He
thrust his cock up and down in between the tight crease of her breasts, pre-cum
and the remnants of her saliva slicking the tight passage. She was small
breasted, but they were perfect. He held her in place with bruising force. His
thumb found her nipples and toyed with them. “I’m going to come all over these
pretty tits. Is that what you want, Liberty?”

“Yes!”

“I
want you to feel me all over you. I want you to taste me!” Faster and faster he
fucked her tits and finally he could take no more. He leaned back and grabbed
his cock in his hand. “Open your mouth.”

Liberty’s
body rocked as his fist pumped hard over his flesh and the first hot ribbon of
cum shot across her breast and neck. He needed, oh God had he ever needed so
badly? Another ribbon of cum tore from his cock and fell right on her tongue.

“Swallow
it.” She did. And the sight blew his ever lovin’ mind.

As
he squeezed out the last drop of cum he slid off of her and to her side.
Leaning down, he kissed her reverently, tasting his own salty flavor upon her
tongue and lips. “You are,” he breathed, “the most amazing woman I have ever
met in my entire life. Never have I seen a woman come so beautifully or
surrender so gracefully. You’re incredible.” She smiled and he couldn’t help
but kiss her again.

As
his heart rate slowed and they each caught their breath, Sean pulled the covers
up over them and held Liberty tight by his side. For as much as he fought
Mason’s opinion that it was okay to be with his wife, it was worse now that he
was lying with her. An intimate betrayal. There was something so personal about
holding her after they both shared incredible orgasms. It was wrong and he had
no business holding another man’s wife in such a way, but if anyone had tried
to take her away from him he would have snapped their arm off like a rabid dog.

Liberty
snuggled deeper into his side. “Sean?”

“Yeah.”

“Thank
you. That was amazing.”

He
kissed her temple and held her as they both fell asleep.

Chapter Ten

Mason
pulled into the garage and tucked his keys in his pocket as he collected the
paper from the seat beside him. He’d been anxious all day, worrying how Libby
and Sean made out. He turned the knob and breathed a sigh of relief as his eyes
set on her. Beautiful. Perfect. His heart thundered with a sweet melodic beat
that played only for his Liberty.

“Hey,
baby. How was your day?”

“Good.
How was yours?” Her smile faltered only a second before her blue eyes fully
focused on him.

“Long.
How about a kiss?”

She
walked to him and leaned up on her tiptoes. His mouth crested over hers and a
part of his brain sparked and touched on some nostalgic trigger. She smelled
like Sean.

“Were
you a good girl today?” he asked against her lush lips. Liberty tipped her head
down as a blush stole over her cheeks. He tipped up her chin. “Lib?”

“I…I
did what we talked about?” Mason pulled a deep breath into his lungs. His
nostrils flared as a smile formed on his face and his cock lengthened in his
pants.

“Really?
Well, you’ll have to tell me all about it. And did you enjoy yourself?” He
couldn’t explain the rush of excitement he got from imagining Liberty and Sean
touching and playing with each other.

Liberty
nodded. “Dinner’s ready.”

“Do
I have time to change?”

“Of
course.”

Seeing
as the past however many years were scripted the same every day, Mason’s senses
were sharpened today. He was on the lookout for any atypical behavior from
Liberty. The placement of the glass of juice that morning had shocked him and
amplified his belief that having Sean here was a good thing.

He
went upstairs to change. As he was leaving his room in a much more comfortable
pair of track pants he saw Sean exiting his own room. “Hey.”

Sean
froze and Mason laughed. He looked like a bandit caught in the circle of the
watch guard’s light. Put a black and white striped shirt on him and a mask and
he’d be looking at a cartoon.

“Hey,”
Sean answered tightly, eyes darting to the floor.

Mason
wondered if he was fighting a losing battle, trying to get Sean to accept his
wishes where Libby was concerned. “Relax. Lib already told me.”

“She
did?” Sean’s discomfort with the circumstances was obvious in the way he
foisted his hands in his pockets and averted his gaze.

“Well,
not in detail, but she said you two had a nice time together. I filled in the
blanks. Was the feeling not mutual?”

Sean
looked away and squeezed the back of his neck. “Oh no, it was mutual. I,
however, think you’re nuts.”

“Why?
You planning on stealing my wife?” he teased.

“Tempted,”
Sean joked, but Mason picked up on the serious undertone to his words.

He
tilted his head and thought for a moment. No matter Sean’s trepidation, Mason
knew him and believed wholeheartedly he could trust Sean not to betray him.
Finally he said, “You wouldn’t do that.”

Sean
laughed, but it wasn’t a nice sound. “I wouldn’t be so sure. Still want me as a
guest in your house?”

“It
doesn’t matter. I know you, Sean. I know who you are deep down under all that
cynicism you built up over the last decade. You would never be able to live
with yourself if you betrayed me. And that’s beside the point. Liberty and I
share something the two of us honor above all else. She’ll never leave me.”