Allies (eBook)

A Tale of Friendship and BDSM, Ménage, Erotic Romance

Simone Leigh (Autor)

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2017 | 1. Auflage
41 Seiten
Coffee Break Erotica (Verlag)
978-0-00-003408-3 (ISBN)

Infos

She's Not Just a Boys' Toy

James and Michael begin to realise that James' planned week of fun and adventure with his 'purchase' may have more effect on them both than they anticipated....

A Tale of BDSM Erotic Romance

Explicit Adult content. for Mature Readers Only

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Author: Simone Leigh

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Dedication

This Series,’ Mastering the Virgin’, is Dedicated to

Robin, Alice, Lorie and Debra

who named it

And to Rob

who knew that Charlotte’s ‘Secret Name is

‘Jade-Eyes’ or ‘Jade’

Allies

Michael

‘Take me down the rabbit hole.’

Her words ricochet through my head.

Eventually, head drooping and eyes closing, she falls asleep between us.

Hardly surprising. She must be exhausted....

James leans around from behind to see her face, then when it is clear that she is sleeping, meets my eyes to head-point me out to the lounge.

As I make myself comfortable, he holds up a bottle of malt and a glass to me, the question in his eyes.

“Yes, I will, thanks.”

Pouring two glasses, he places the bottle on the table between us. “So, what do you think?” he asks.

I swish the excellent whiskey around my mouth, trying to assemble a sensible answer. “I barely know what to think....” Swallowing, liquid fire warms embers in my throat and stomach. “She’s.... amazing.” Then, feeling contrite. “Um.... my apologies for some of the things I said to you before. I was out of order; wrong. I can see how well you’ve treated her and....”

He leans forward, elbows on his knees, looking at me from hooded eyes. “No, you were right; one hundred percent right. And the fact is, I had your words ringing in my ears as I.... took her...”

I digest this. “I can entirely understand your obsession with her,” I say.

James rubs an ear, examining the carpet. “Don’t know that I’d call it an obsession....”

“No? You going to tell me how much you paid?”

He sucks in his cheeks, then standing, goes to his jacket, hanging neatly from a hook, and extracting a piece of paper from his wallet, silently passes it to me.

I open it. It’s the Contract, issued by the Auction House for ‘services’ provided by ‘the Party known to the Buyer as ‘Charlotte’, and countersigned by both her and James. I also notice with interest that her signature is indeed in the name of ‘Charlotte’.

To protect the identity of the girls, of course....

Wonder what she’s really called....?

Then I see the price.

Fuck me...

“James.... what was in your mind to bid to this level?”

“If I’m honest, I don’t know. She was so beautiful and so scared, but she kept her nerve. I found myself admiring her. And then, when I saw that Finchby was bidding for her.... the idea of the likes of him having control of her; it turned my stomach.”

“Even so....”

He stands up suddenly, his attitude brisk. “.... Even so, I did what I did and we are where we are. She’s not afraid now, of me, of you or of this situation. And given what I’ve paid, I don’t think I need to search my conscience too far to ask anything even vaguely reasonable of her. Do you?”

Shaking my head, “No, I don’t. She’s fine, and she’s in it for the adventure.”

“I agree, and that being the case, I have a few plans for her.... But what about you?”

Startled, “What? Me? What about me?”

“What would you like to do with her this week?”

I’m taken aback. Given what he’s paid for his week of fantasy, I’d have expected James to dictate events.

“Er, I’m not sure what to say....”

“Well, I didn’t notice you saying ‘No’ last night....”

“Um, no....”

“.... because I’ve paid a great deal of money for her, and, whether she realises it or not, I certainly rescued her from a much more unpleasant alternative. So, she’s going to dance to my tune. Having said that, she is not unwilling and I think you’ll agree that she’s enjoying it.” His head tilts. “So, what do you want? Tell me, because you can be sure that I’ll be either watching or taking part, and I’ll be enjoying it too....”

What do I want...?

I sip my whiskey.

“I'd like her other virginity”

His brows arch and he sucks in his cheeks. “Alright, agreed. That’s yours. I’ll let you break that news to her then when you think the time’s right.”

_________________

Michael

In the flickering candlelight of James’ mirrored room, he sits in an armchair, glass in hand, watching us, several sets of cuffs displayed on the small table next to him. Charlotte’s eyes pass over the cuffs, hover over my face and then she looks at them again properly, biting her lower lip.

Alright, Charlotte?” I ask, my hands on her shoulders.

She looks uncertain, nervous, but then looks into my eyes. I do my best to project confidence and soothing vibes. After a few seconds, the tension eases from her body and she smiles and relaxes. The smile is a little wan, but it’s there.

She nods. “You’ve um... done this before?” she asks.

“Many times,” I say, kissing her on the forehead. “You’ll be fine. Really. I think you’ll surprise yourself.”

James says nothing, wearing a robe, chin resting on his fist, his eyes travelling between the two of us as we speak.

I wait a few seconds more, then start to undress her. She’s wearing a simple wrap, soft and silky in a plain black satin. Her flaming hair spills over the fabric, loose to her waist and her pale face contrasts against its dark gleam. She is naked underneath, her heavy breasts swinging slightly as she moves.

Taking it slowly, so that she understands what I am doing, I untie the belt at her waist, allowing the garment to fall open, then pushing it back from her shoulders, let it drop to puddle at her feet.

A little colour rises on her cheeks and she swallows hard. For all the ride she has taken with James and me over the last few days, she’s still not used to being naked with a man.

Ah, Sweetheart....

It’ll be fine....

And it’s a novelty for me to have a woman behaving like this.... quite touching, more so because it’s obviously genuine; there’s no artifice there....

Marcie could take a few lessons....

I tilt her chin up to meet my eyes. “Don’t be embarrassed. You’re beautiful. I want to see you like this. We both do.”

She gulps again, nodding against the pressure of my hand.

“Good.” A hand around her waist, I pull her in close, brush my lips against hers. I’d like to strip off myself, but my cock is already straining inside my pants and I just want to take it easy with her.

Don’t be too eager....

“Michael, would you like to...?” James holds out the cuffs, eye-pointing me at the end of the bed.

I know what he wants. It’s not as though we haven’t done this together scores of times over the years, but this time it feels.... different.

Take me down the rabbit hole....

Taking the first set of cuffs, I tighten it around her left wrist. “Not too tight?” I ask. “It’s not hurting you?”

Silent, she shakes her head.

I attach another cuff to her right wrist.

“Lean forward over the end of the bed.” She nods, still a little anxious, but obeys. Leaning over her, close by her face, I whisper, “Watch yourself in the mirrors. And watch us.”

As I fetter her to the bed, arms spread wide, I say, “I think you'll enjoy this, Charlotte. A lot of women find that being restrained is very arousing. You give up control but you get back a kind of freedom to simply accept and enjoy what happens next.”

Still she remains silent, her breathing shallow and rapid, a thin sheen of perspiration across her face. She’s looking in the mirrors, first locking eyes with me, but then, as I follow her gaze, she’s looking at James. He’s watching her face too. Wordlessly, he passes me the next set of cuffs and, gently easing her legs apart, I cuff first her left, then her right ankle to the feet of the bed.

James, undressing, positions himself on the bed, to kneel by her face. His cock is twitching to life, and I’ve got to admit, so is mine. For all her nerves and worry, Charlotte looks simply amazing.

Once more, I lean into her, kiss her on the cheek, her face pressed to the bedcovers, “Relax.” I kiss her again. “I promise you are going to enjoy this.”

She smiles again, her eyes meeting mine, and I drop to my knees behind her.

Get her warmed over.... she’ll soon relax....

Aaahhhhing warm breath over her pussy, I stroke her lips with a finger.

James is playing with her lovely hair, copper red in the candlelight. “Are you alright, Charlotte?”

She’s beginning to gasp and almost by the...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 19.10.2017
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur
• ISBN-10: 0-00-003408-8 / 0000034088
• ISBN-13: 978-0-00-003408-3 / 9780000034083