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Sometimes, when she was at the right kind of party and one of Ken's friends (never Roman's friends) passed out some molly, Shiv thought about if Tom had her favorite dick or just the best dick.
When she was riding him and then slapped him and his eyes rolled back in his head and he came, it felt like just her favorite dick.
Same for when they were both too tired to fuck and he just sort of laid on top of her, pushed her panties aside and lazily humped that stupid cock into her and they were both asleep before they knew if they'd come.
Then again, there was the night she'd gotten pregnant for the third time. The one and only night they'd fucked that quarter because of how busy he was with the antitrust litigation. She'd scheduled it with his cute little secretary who clearly hated her and everything. But then, he hadn't wanted to fuck her because he was "too tired, my darling".
And, Shiv had felt what she was owed in her gut and for the first time in a long time, she'd fought back against those sweet little words because fuck that, she wasn't one of the kids. Maybe he couldn't get it up anymore, she'd said. Maybe he'd rather she fuck him like she used to when they were fun. And because she hadn't even had to think about which buttons to push, he'd stood over her and as he carefully removed all her clothes, told her all of the fun things he was still doing because he was still a man who could do what he wanted while she was just the prize he kept at home. And then he'd pushed her to her knees and made her beg for his cock like the good little wife he knew she was.
He'd had to force her to beg. She wasn't going to give up that need, even for a game. But he knew without having to think just how to push those buttons, too. He'd called himself Daddy, and she'd responded just how she always did, needing him to give her what she asked for so nicely, because that was the only way to get it, despite what a stupid cunt she was.
When he fucked hard into her neglected pussy that night, bare to his touch and bare to his power, Tom's cock was the best in the whole world because it was the one she could have.
Those nights that the girls were with the nanny and she was on molly and she just wanted Tom's touch and she found herself in the circular logic of "best or favorite", she wished there was a clearer answer than "both".