Men of Fortune 1: Derek by Sienna Matthews Page A

brilliance. “You have your flaws, Carly, but
you’re one magnificent woman.”
    He hauled her down and kissed her, possessed
her, ravaged her mouth. His hips surged, pressing deep, then rolled
and pumped until he had her moaning and her own hips gyrating in
rhythm to his. Her cream flowed, allowed him to move easily in her.
She loved the thick, creamy sensation of her juices. Sensual,
desirable, sexy—that was her.
    Confidence welled up in her like a
benediction, a confidence that was born of her knowledge of herself
as an attractive, capable woman—good in her job, sought after by
men and loved by her husband.
    Derek. What a wonderful gift her husband had
given her.
    No, she was wrong. These men, even her
newfound confidence, were a bonus, but Derek was the real gift. She
remembered the way he’d praise her for even the smallest thing, the
way he never allowed anyone in his hearing to say anything negative
to her, the way he’d overturned every denigrating thing she had to
say about herself. She recalled his silent support and quiet
physical presence as he accompanied her to the therapist’s office,
no matter how busy he was.
    For the first time, as Matthias thrust deep
into her, she realized something, something very important: She was
enough. For Derek, she was enough. Just as she was.
    He wanted her to be better, not for his sake
but for hers.
    She wanted to tell him then, how much she
loved and appreciated him, but a hand came down on her back,
holding her down and the cold tip of something inserted into her
anus. Cool liquid squirted within, coating her insides. She moaned
into Matthias’s mouth, knowing what was coming, corroborated by the
blunt head pushing at the entrance of her ass. She just didn’t know
“who”, a question that was answered when Adam’s voice came from
above her, “Relax, Carly. Let me in.”
    Just a little while longer then.
Opportunities for ménages like this didn’t come often. She would
savor this while it lasted, and when the men had gone home, she’d
share her insights with Derek while he was seated deep in her—
    Adam’s massive cock pushed in, and she
screamed.

Chapter Six

    Derek watched in awe as his wife took each
of his cousins’ cocks in her pussy and her ass. As far as he could
see, both Matthias’s and Adam’s cocks sat buried fully in her.
Adam’s minute movement had her clenching, her body going tight. He
knew she’d looked beautiful being fucked by his cousins, but he
hadn’t known how much or how deep he was going to be affected by
it.
    The sight fed something deep within, fed and
satisfied it. Peace and contentment as he’d never before
experienced filled him, and surprisingly, made him horny. Or
perhaps that was because of the fetching picture his wife made as
one after the other of his cousins fucked her.
    His hands itched to wrap themselves around a
camera. She deserved to be on paper, her beautifully arching body
showcased by the men’s heavier builds, the image preserved for
eternity. He wanted to capture her womanly essence and show her
just how lovely she was this moment—a woman being loved by her
men.
    As he continued to watch the gripping
sensual tableau in front of him, he decided, maybe later. This
first time, he just wanted to enjoy and absorb the scene and
imprint it in his mind and soul.
    He gave his erect, aching cock a loving
stroke, then another. He couldn’t wait to have his turn. He was so
hard he was tempted to ease himself, but the thought of being in
Carly, of being inside her sweet, hot pussy made him stay his hand.
For the moment, he was content to watch and admire her slim, fair
form sandwiched between his cousins’ bigger, darker bodies, and
observe the sublime rapture on her face with satisfaction.
    He’d been furious when he caught her with a
very naked Adam in the kitchen. The sky seemed to fall around him
then. All that reverberated in his mind was a denial that it was
happening again, that for the nth time, his woman