Chapter 23

Ivy pov.

I take a long look in the full-length mirror in Claire’s master bedroom. I look fucking hot. Red crotchless lingerie hugs my every curve and looks good against my white skin, accompanied by red stockings and red garters that line my legs. The chocolate-toned strap-on I bought at playtime fastened snugly to my body. It's a medium-sized dick, much smaller than Scott's, but the perfect size for what I have planned.

I can't wait to feel Claire coming apart under me. Since Scott and I started exploring other women years ago, Dp has been something I want to try, but on the receiving end. But I've been thinking about DP Claire from the moment I got my hands on her. I wanted her to be coming apart sandwiched between my husband and I. Nothing could be sexier than us claiming her this way. I wet my lips, impressed with myself. Scott and Claire are going to love this, I think, making my way out of the bathroom. I'm excited for us all to be together again.

The light in the room are dim