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 looking

matter now if you’re

thumb, exposing the small hard spike. With a finger, I press into the root at that spot

“G’ morning Mast... Aaahhh…”

on her face

How close is she?

Not far off…

little harder and

“Christ, James! Take it

Is that right?

sings. He grunts. “Come on, slacken

I keep rubbing…

against hers. My shaft quivering as I watch, her wail morphs

Holy crap…

After a good minute, Michael’s eyes open,

he says, “that your Master would like your mouth around his

hazy green gaze opens

“Yes, Charlotte?”

you

it about right, but take your

still breathing with her

have been one

Wonder what I missed…?

She sits upright…

to

“Um, Michael…”

from his death-grip around her waist and she rises, licking and sucking

Dry mouth?

long did he keep her

fuckin’

pass it to her. She sips at it, swishing it around her mouth then passes the glass back to

swinging his legs from the bed. “I’ll go make

says Charlotte. “I’m

on a bathrobe, winks

sheets are raised in a respectable tent. Eyes dancing, she hooks a finger over the edge

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