Mastering the Virgin Box Set Five: A BDSM Ménage Erotic Romance

Chapter 38

I take a last olive stone from my mouth, placing it carefully on the plate before I put that to one side. A final swig of the wine to freshen my mouth, then I take Charlotte’s plate from her. She doesn’t resist but sits staring at me with that rabbit-in-the-headlights, jade-eyed gaze that drew me to her from the first.

I hold out my hand, and as she accepts it, I stand, she rising with me. Michael follows, taking his place to stand behind her as I steer her by the shoulders to face me.

She knows he’s there, her eyes keep flicking sidelong, as though to turn, but not quite doing so.

I slide a hand from her shoulder, my palm pressing the back of her head as I stoop to kiss her. Her mouth opens under mine as I tease her lips apart with my tongue, and I feel rather than hear the moan that runs through her body.

Standing back, I take the hem of her top between thumb and forefinger, lifting it up and over her head. The rise and fall of her chest is more visible now. Not touching her, I say, “Face Michael. Finish undressing.”

She swallows but turns. She’s trying to look him in the eye, but her eyes fall before he lifts her face to his. But not as I did, holding her by the chin, forcing her to look at me. Instead, with the gentlest of pressure and a single finger, he guides her to meet him. And for the first time in too many days, I see him smile; that soft-eyed ‘I’m here for you’ smile that is his gift to her.

She’s trembling a little, but he bends to kiss her, very softly, very gently. And as he reaches around her, his movements are hesitant, giving her the opportunity to back away if she wants to.

She doesn’t, and from behind, I watch as he unclips her bra, then glides back around her to palm her breasts.

And….

Hallelujah….

…. I scent her arousal…

Leave them to it for a minute….

…. better that way….

…. let them remake old ground….

…. and I’ll enjoy watching….

I stand back, positioning myself to see them, feeling better as I see the warmth between them growing, that connection they have reasserting….

hell and back

They both want this

something to take them over

Away from the

breast, almost weighing it as it sits in his palm, he scrapes at the tip with a thumb. The nipple and its partner tighten, rose-pink buds nubbing

so. With a hand on her shoulder, another at

we can hurt the ones we love

is how it’s supposed to

sensual, both smiling as their lips brush. The sight is

Empathic….

me once more. There’s a light

Joy….

…. Arousal….

…. Love….

behind her, leaving him free to nip with his teeth at the soft curve of her

ponder how joy and love overlap and flow

…. Sensuality….

…. Sexual love….

body and mind, heart and spirit

The Three of

glassy as the gems they resemble, her arousal palpable. Her musky perfume swirls up as she moves,

her out of it along with her panties, then folding both neatly, lying them to one side before returning to

even if it is what first attracted me to her, but somehow, it’s hard to hold in the head just how lovely she is naked; that image of smooth alabaster curves, her heavy breasts, flat belly and long limbs, her flowing fiery hair,

eyes hold

now I meet with Michael’s cyan

that perhaps she sees his eyes as I

does a woman see

This is exclusive content from Dramanovels.com. Please visit Dramanovels.com to support the author and the translation team!

Comments ()

0/255