Chapter 3: Building Tension
Marius stared at Octavia, dumbfounded by her suggestion. "What did you just say?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Octavia, lounging on her bed, smirked and replied, "You heard me. I want you to fuck me while Crassus watches. Or better yet, while he's involved. I want to feel both of your cocks inside me, filling me up, stretching me out."
Marius's heart raced as he thought about Octavia's suggestion.
He had never shared a partner before, nor had he ever involved a third person in his and Octavia's escapades. He was both intrigued and hesitant. But the look in Octavia's eyes, the intensity of her request, was something he couldn't resist.
"Are you sure about this, my love?" Marius asked, as he climbed onto the bed, his cock pressing against her damp folds. "Crassus is your best friend's husband, and he is a powerful man."
Octavia nodded, her eyes burning with desire. "I want this, Marius. I want to feel him inside me, and I want you to watch.
I want to feel both of your cocks, Marius. Please, let's do this." She reached for him, her hand wrapping around his shaft, her thumb rubbing the pre-cum at the tip.
Marius groaned, his cock throbbing in her hand. He looked down at her, her chest heaving, her eyes filled with lust. If this is what you want, then who am I to refuse?"
He felt a thrill of anticipation, the danger of their situation only serving to heighten his desire. He knew this was a line they shouldn't cross, but he was already too far gone to care.
Marius nodded, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "Alright, my love. Let's make your fantasy a reality."
Marius began to move, his cock sliding against Octavia's pussy, coating it with his pre-cum. He looked up at her, his eyes locked onto hers as he said, "This is going to be a night you'll never forget, Octavia. I promise you that."
He reached out, his hand gripping her chin, his thumb brushing against her lower lip.