Chapter 75: Masters, Part 9

James

Michael’s pupils are wide in those blue eyes of his, and he’s wearing the smile he has when he knows he’s got a good fuck coming up. Not that it surprises me. He’s got a great view of her in that position; cuffed and restrained; head low, the outline of her beautiful figure flaring up from waist to hip and her presented pussy. And he’s ready for her, his erection high up against his stomach…

…. but she’s not ready for him yet.

Michael cocks a brow at me and I nod him to her ass while I slip my hand in and underneath her. She’s moist, but not yet so wet I would like her….

…. Still catching up from nerves…?

…. so, while Michael massages her, over thigh and waist and shoulder, running his hands over her….

Perhaps I should learn some massage techniques….

…. Could I ask him to show me…?

…. or would that be weird…?

…. I stroke her pussy lips, anticipating the swell and opening.

Let her reactions control the pace….