James

Drifting in comfortable coziness, something penetrates my awareness….

Charlotte’s voice…

No… Charlotte’s groans…

I lie, unmoving, just listening.

It’s not just a groan; almost a gurgle, it’s throaty, deep…. Utterly delicious….

Jeez, what a way to wake…

… Sheer fucking catnip.

Michael’s voice; “That good?”

“Oh, God, yes.”

And my erection rises like a rooster ready to crow the dawn…

Is that why they call them cocks?

Peeling my lids open, Charlotte’s face is close to mine, lips peeled back over her teeth, her eyes squeezed closed in a grimace might be taken for pain…

… but we all know better than that…

Michael is distracted, trying to find something in a side drawer…

Oil? Vibe?

Help things along…

Moving gradually so as not to alert her, slipping down and in, I target her bud. Hot juices spilling over my skin, I rub circles thumb and forefinger over her hooded clit. She yells, bucks and her eyes fly open.

His eyes creasing, Michael says, “You joining us?”

“In a while. Don't let me interrupt you.”

“As if I would.”

you

if you’re going

clit with a thumb, exposing the small hard spike. With a finger, I press into the

“G’ morning Mast... Aaahhh…”

tan. His gaze fixed on her face for a moment, then his eyes

How close is she?

Not far off…

in a little harder, rub a little harder and her head flings back

“Christ, James! Take it easy.

Is that right?

the same spot. She sings. He grunts. “Come on, slacken off a bit. I’m trying

I keep rubbing…

I watch, her wail morphs

Holy crap…

sweating. After a good minute, Michael’s

her neck. “I believe,” he says, “that your Master would

gaze opens on mine.

“Yes, Charlotte?”

you

Michael had it about

breathing with

have been one

Wonder what I missed…?

She sits upright…

to

“Um, Michael…”

Oh… sorry…” He unlocks his arm from his death-grip around her waist and she rises, licking and sucking at

Dry mouth?

he

a fuckin’ alarm next

the bedside, pass it to her. She sips at

his legs from the bed. “I’ll go

I have tea, please,” says

tugging on a bathrobe, winks at her, nodding

respectable tent. Eyes dancing, she hooks a finger over the edge of the sheet, pulling it back to where my shaft is making an

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