Yes

Chris didn’t let her stay like that for long.

His hands tightened on her hips and he pulled her down another inch, slow and steady, until more of him stretched her open. Hailey’s breath left her in a shaky rush. Her fingers twisted in the fabric of his shirt. For a second her eyes fluttered shut—then they snapped back open and found yours again, wide and glassy, like she needed you to see exactly what was happening to her.

The rest of the circle had gone completely quiet. No one was pretending to play the game anymore. They were just watching.

Chris rolled his hips upward once, pushing deeper, and a soft, involuntary sound slipped out of Hailey’s mouth. She bit her lip hard to stop the next one, but it didn’t matter. Everyone had already heard it.

“Look at that,” Chris said, voice low and almost affectionate. “She’s taking it so well. Better than any of the girls I used to steal from you, Jacob.” He kept her moving in short, shallow thrusts, never letting her rise more than an inch or two before pulling her back down onto him. “Feel how tight she is? She’s been waiting for something like this.”

Hailey shook her head once, a weak denial, but her body betrayed her. Her hips were starting to meet his movements on their own. Every time he filled her a little more, her thighs trembled and her breath hitched. A thin sheen of sweat had formed along her collarbone. The black lace of her bra was visible now where the top of her dress had slipped, and Chris’s free hand casually tugged the fabric lower until one soft breast spilled free. He cupped it openly, thumb brushing over the stiffened nipple while he continued to fuck her in slow, deliberate strokes right there in the middle of the reunion.

“Chris… please…” she whispered, but it wasn’t clear what she was asking for.

He answered by sinking her all the way down.

Hailey’s mouth fell open in a silent cry as he buried himself to the hilt. Her whole body shuddered. For a moment she just sat there, fully impaled, chest rising and falling hard, staring at you like she couldn’t look away even if she wanted to.

Chris leaned in and kissed the side of her neck, then the corner of her mouth, then her lips again—deeper this time, the same claiming kiss as before. When he pulled back he spoke against her ear, just loud enough for you to catch every word.

“You’re going to ride me until I come inside you. Right here. In front of him. And when you’re full of me, you’re going to go back to your husband and kiss him goodnight with my cum still dripping out of you.”

Hailey’s eyes stayed locked on yours.

Then, slowly, she started to move.