Chapter 86: Dominants, Part 8

Michael

Hot, panting, dripping, I have enough forethought not to simply drop my weight on her. Looking up, I see her eyes, green and bright with excitement. James, his dark eyes crinkled at the corners nods me off her in a clear message….

…. Out of the way….

I roll to one side, James moving in to take my place. She gasps as he plunges into her, fucking her hard. With every stroke, she yells. It’s a glorious, triumphal sound she makes as he rides her. Then, as he pauses, stills; she strains her head up to watch him as his face drops to her chest. James shuddering into her, she wraps her fingers into his hair and swings her legs up and around him, drawing him into her. She strokes him, murmuring soft words as he climaxes, and when he’s done, she holds him quietly, smiling.

*****

JAMES

Glancing around the apartment. “Where’s Michael?”

“He said he had some packing to do Master, and that he’d be back in a while.”

I grin. “Sounds good, doesn’t it? Packing…. for our holiday.”