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Iheld still, listening to his footsteps closing in on the bed.Ifelt him peruse me like a display item at a storefront.
“No,” he finally replied.Mybrow arched.BeforeIcould take offense, he whispered almost inaudibly, “Sheis much, much better.”
Myears perked.Ilistened to the man’s words closely this time.Itdidn’t spark recognition.
Therewas pride inSophie’svoice when she spoke next, “Ofcourse, she is.Whydon’t you try her out?I’msure she’d enjoy a test drive.”
Striketwo.
ThewaySophiekept offering me up on a silver platter was getting on my last nerve.Ifanyone else were to make such assumptions,Iwould’ve ruined their financial future by now.AllowingSophiethree strikes was my generosity in exchange for her upcoming confession.
“Ithink that’s her call, not yours.”Hisretort was husky.
Itwas as if he had a straight line into my brain.Thesubtle clarification was hot, and he articulated precisely what was on my mind.Hewas more interesting thanIexpected.
“MindifIsample the merchandise?”Hispitch indicated the question was directed at me.
Theroom grew silent as he awaited my answer.Forthe first time,Iwas tongue-tied by someone’s forwardness.Ialso didn’t miss how he’d called memerchandiseagain.
“Justone taste,” he added softly as if speaking solely to me.
Mydecision was speedy, andIspread my legs farther.
“Fuck.”Hisearthy groan mixed with the body heat enveloping me, implying he stood before me.
Withmy feet flat against the carpeted floor,Isat on the edge of the bed.Duringthe shuffle, my arm bumped againstSophie, who was behind me.Sheleaned over and whispered, “You’rewelcome.Enjoy.”
“Youcan leave.”Hisvoice turned sharp, dripping with annoyance.
Hewas speaking toSophie.
“No, she can’t,”Ireplied on her behalf.Perhapshe was gun-shy about “performing” with an audience, though it made no sense since he agreed to a threesome, butIwasn’t willing to be left alone blindfolded with a stranger.
Luckily, he didn’t dwell on it.Warmfingers touched the waistband of my bikini bottoms, andIjumped.Myreaction gave him pause.Slowly, he knelt between my thighs and slipped the bottoms down my legs.
Hesmelled unbelievably good.Andhe must be a big guy because his hot lips grazed the top of my forehead even while kneeling.Emanatingbody heat cloaked me in a warm hug, stopping any cool air from reaching me.Inthis position, he might as well be a furnace.
Theworld came to a screeching halt as soon as he undid my bikini top and let it fall away.Pin-drop silence dominated the room.Iknew his eyes were on the most intimate parts of me, observing me fully naked.Itwasn't easy to assess how much time had passed, andIwondered if he was memorizing me to bank it away for future fantasies.
Hisfingers trailed my bare thighs, and an involuntary sharp inhale tumbled out of my lips.Ihadn’t expected the immediate reaction of being lit on fire.Largehands roamed my thighs, dipping into my curves.Likeliquid fire, a scorching heat shot through my veins everywhere he touched.Therewas no way to determine his next move with compromised vision.So,Ididn’t expect it when a thick, blunt finger dove inside me without priming.Agush of liquid secreted onto his finger instinctively.
“Shit,”Imumbled between bated breaths.Thisinstantaneous response was a first for me, though he seemed familiar with rousing such reactions.Glidingmy arousal around shamelessly, he made a mess between my thighs.Itwas followed by his hot breath blowing on my pussy, andIknew his mouth hovered over my core.
“You'rewet as hell," he murmured.
Anticipationspiraled higher and higher asIwaited.Hewas driving me mad through the simple art of withholding.Justas the torture escalated, his tongue slid over me.
Mythighs shook unwillingly as an explosion threatened to break out like a supernova. “Fuck.”
“Getout,Sophie.”Iheard him speak, though it sounded like he was lightyears away. “We’llbe a little while,” he said casually while his face was buried deep between my thighs.
Icouldn’t focus on his determination to getSophieout of the room.Ididn’t know the man, but he already worked me too well, burning me from the inside out.
“Merchandisehere disapproves of being left alone with strangers.It'sher decision if she wants an audience,”Sophieargued. “Or, in this case, a witness,” she added, sounding amused.
Witness?
Ishould be questioning the nonsensical things they were spouting, but he had me in a trance, ready to die unlessIcould release the storm he stirred inside me.Thebudding pressure had me wound up, andIwas grappling to reach the finish line.Myskin felt hot everywhere he licked, like the prickling sensation of being zapped by fire ants.Iwanted him to do it again and again and again, but he stopped.Heretracted his fingers and mouth, leaving me suspended at the edge.
