Semua Bab My Husband Shared Me:A New Year's Filthy Threesome : Bab 11 - Bab 20

I woke up to the sound of the shower running. My body ached in the most delicious way every muscle sore, my pussy and ass still tender and sticky with dried cum. I stretched like a satisfied cat, a small smile playing on my lips.Last night wasn’t just sex. It was liberation.Jimmy was already up, sitting on the edge of the bed in a white robe, staring at his phone. His face looked conflicted.“Morning, baby,” I said softly, reaching out to touch his arm.He looked at me, eyes filled with a mixture of love and something darker regret? Jealousy? “Morning,” he muttered. “You… you okay?”I sat up, not bothering to cover my naked body. “I’m more than okay. Last night was incredible.”Jimmy’s jaw tightened. “You came so many times. You screamed his name more than mine.” His voice cracked slightly. “I thought I’d enjoy watching, but… seeing you like that with him…”My heart twisted. I crawled closer and straddled his lap, cupping his face. “Hey. I love you. What happened last night doesn’t

The silence in our living room was deafening. Jimmy stood there staring at me, his eyes filled with hurt and growing anger. I could still feel Jax’s cum slowly leaking into my panties as I stood frozen in the doorway.“Lily-Rose,” Jimmy said, his voice dangerously low. “Did you see him again?”I swallowed hard, my heart hammering. “Jimmy… it’s not what you think”“Don’t lie to me!” he snapped, stepping closer. “You smell like smoke, leather, and sex. You said you were meeting Sarah. Was that a fucking lie too?”Tears welled up in my eyes. The guilt hit me like a truck, but underneath it, there was still that dark thrill the memory of Jax pounding my ass just hours ago.“Yes,” I whispered. “I went to see Jax.”Jimmy’s face crumpled. For a moment I thought he might cry. Then something shifted his pain twisted into dark arousal. I saw the bulge forming in his pants.“You couldn’t even wait one day?” he whispered hoarsely. “After everything we talked about this morning?”“I tried,” I said

Saturday night arrived like a storm we couldn’t outrun.I stood in front of the mirror wearing the sluttiest dress I owned a tight black mini dress that barely covered my ass, with a deep plunging neckline that showed off my breasts. No bra. No panties. Just like Jax had ordered.Jimmy watched me from the bed, his face pale. “You look like you’re going to a gangbang, not a party.”I turned around, feeling both guilty and incredibly turned on. “You said we’re doing this together. Are you backing out?”He swallowed hard, adjusting the obvious bulge in his jeans. “No. But if things get too crazy tonight… we leave. Promise me.”“I promise,” I lied softly.The drive to the biker clubhouse was tense. Jimmy’s hands gripped the steering wheel tightly while I sat beside him, thighs pressed together, already wet with anticipation.When we arrived, the place was loud and chaotic heavy metal music, roaring laughter, dozens of leather-clad bikers drinking and smoking. Several eyes turned to me imm

I told Jimmy I was going to the mall to buy new lingerie “for us,” I said with a sweet smile. He looked at me with tired hope in his eyes and kissed me goodbye.“I love you,” he whispered. “Let’s start fresh tonight.”My heart ached as I drove away, but the ache between my legs was stronger. Jax’s last message burned in my mind: Don’t make me wait.His apartment was on the edge of town a rough, masculine place that smelled of leather, smoke, and danger. The moment I stepped inside, Jax grabbed me by the throat and slammed the door shut.“You disobeyed me last night,” he growled, pushing me against the wall. “Made me look weak in front of my brothers.”“I’m sorry” My words were cut off as he kissed me brutally, biting my lower lip.He ripped my dress open, buttons flying everywhere. His hands were rough as he squeezed my breasts and shoved two thick fingers inside me without warning.“Still so fucking wet for me,” he snarled. “Your husband thinks he can keep you? Pathetic.”He dragged

The silence in the house after Jimmy left was deafening. I sat on the floor for what felt like hours, staring at the closed door, his words echoing in my head.“If you see him again… don’t bother coming back.”Tears kept falling, but my body was still buzzing from the night with Jax. My pussy and ass were sore, marked with his handprints and bite marks. The conflict was tearing me apart.I called Jimmy over and over. No answer. Only cold, short texts:Jimmy: Don’t call me. I need time. The kids are with my parents this weekend.I felt like the worst wife and mother in the world.And yet… when Jax texted me again, I couldn’t resist.Jax: Come to me. I’ll make you forget everything.At 6pm, I drove to his apartment like a woman possessed.The moment Jax opened the door, he saw my tear-streaked face and pulled me inside. Instead of fucking me immediately, he did something unexpected he held me.For the first time, he wasn’t rough. He sat me on the couch, wiped my tears, and listened as I