Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 121054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 121054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 605(@200wpm)___ 484(@250wpm)___ 404(@300wpm)
I tilted my head, as if considering. “More.”
“Sophie is my sub,” Neil explained. When Gena made an interested noise, he said gently, “My only sub.”
“But you’re not a Dom, right now,” I reminded him. “So, be nice to poor Gena.”
“Nice to her, he made her come six times,” Ian said as I walked back to him with the condom.
“I know,” I said with a smirk. “I think he should be nice and do it six more times.”
“Now, that’s an imagination,” Ian said with a loud laugh. He helped me position myself over him, so that I was straddling his lap again, still facing the bed.
“Go at your own pace,” he said, holding my hips as I lowered myself onto him. The tip touched me, and I took a breath, drawing up a little.
His hands smoothed down my hips and thighs then back up. “You don’t have to do it, if you don’t want to.”
I wanted to. Everything about Ian was catnip for my libido; his age, his accent, his—oh god—his hands. I imagined him holding a pen and almost had another orgasm right there. But this wasn’t like with Emir, who’d become our friend after we’d already had a sexual relationship. This was one of Neil’s friends, and I didn’t want to ruin that.
Neil had an eerie sixth sense when it came to knowing what I was thinking or feeling at any particular moment. He nodded at me, just once, reassuring me without words. I looked over my shoulder and gave Ian an arched brow then met Neil’s gaze head-on as I sank back, impaling myself on Ian’s long, hard cock. Even though he wasn’t as big as Neil, Ian filled me up. The potential space of the vagina makes for a one-size-fits-most situation. I clutched at him with my muscles until my ass rested against his stomach. I couldn’t do much in this position, but I could whip my hips in a lazy arc.
He groaned loudly. “You could do that all day, and I wouldn’t complain.”
Neil settled between Gena’s parted legs, and she reached for him. I held my breath. This was it. I was really going to watch Neil have sex with another woman.
I knew it shouldn’t be different. I’d watched him fuck Emir when he’d stayed with us in the fall. But, somehow, to my erroneously partitioned off mind, I saw a huge difference. I saw Gena as a threat.
I wondered if Neil had felt the same way when he’d watched Emir fuck me that first time in London. It was strange, seeing someone else being intimate with Neil. I had this irrational fear that, despite everything we’d all done together tonight, this would be the part where I couldn’t handle it. But watching Neil’s eyes squint up in excruciating pleasure, seeing the way his body shuddered as he sank into Gena’s cunt, didn’t give me an emotional freak-out. If anything, it fulfilled some perverted curiosity in me.
Ian rocked his hips beneath me. His cock bumping my cervix was a delicious pressure. His arms snuck around my body to cup my breasts, and he flexed deep within me as he circled and tapped my nipples with his fingers. With a shift of his hips, the slight curve of his shaft pushed against my g-spot. My eyes would have rolled back in my head, if it wouldn’t have prevented me from watching what was happening on the bed.
Neil’s forearms flexed as he braced them beside Gena’s shoulders.
“Tell me how much,” he instructed her, the muscles in his butt tensing as he eased forward. Her eyes flared wide, and she moaned, long and throaty. Her eyes fluttered closed again as she tipped her head back. When he went too deep, she gasped, and he stilled, withdrawing a bit.
“There.” Her voice trembled. “Go slow?”
He smiled down at her. “I’ll follow your lead.”
Conflicting feelings warred in my brain and my heart. Seeing the way he was with Gena made me fully appreciate the depth of his consideration and compassion for his partners. I’d never thought about it before that moment, but it made it seem more romantic, and not less, to see that he cared so much about the people he had sex with, even when those people weren’t me.
With that realization came a twinge of sadness; he treated his lovers that way because he knew what it was like to not feel that trust and respect.
“Do you want me to stop?” Ian asked softly, his hands stilling.
“I’m sorry, I…wow, I just got kind of caught up in the moment,” I stuttered in embarrassment.
Gena turned her head, a frown of concern tilting her perfect eyebrows. “Sophie, are you all right? Do you want us to stop?”
Neil’s gaze met mine, and I burst out laughing.
Now all three of them were looking at me like I was seriously disturbed. “It’s really awkward to make eye contact with someone when your boyfriend’s dick is in them,” I explained. “And when somebody else’s dick is in you.”