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Charcoal Pinstripes
Date: 10/10/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: Metilda, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories
through my body. I shuddered. “You said it was one of your favorite scenes, too.” “Now you remember.” His voice tensed, almost imperceptibly. Whatever I’d done pushed him to consider the little once discussed and never revisited conversation about us having a ménage. The fantasy was on my mind often during sex. Was that a thrill or a sin? I couldn’t decide. He did smile, then, which made me relax. Then that smile shifted into a sexy, devilish little grin that preceded all sorts of naughtiness in the bedroom. So when footsteps entered the room, I was surprised, but not shocked. Yet when I turned and saw a familiar man dressed in a dark blue suit, I was stunned. Cloverfield’s came with full service. Funny, I didn’t see that on the pricing sheet. And I didn’t know what to say. Or even think. I was reduced to a shaken mix of chaotic thoughts and feelings. The rattled, undone sensation wasn’t just on the inside, but on the outside, too. Quivering and unsteady, my breath rattled in my chest. Ruben stepped to me and pressed one finger to my lips. I stilled instantly. “You don’t have to, if you don’t want to.” After a moment, lost in a strange sort of trance, I whispered, “I do, I just don’t know how.” Reaching out, I clutched the hem of his suit jacket. When he ran the soft fabric of the scarf across my thigh, I relaxed, knowing he had everything under control. I wouldn’t have to worry about anything. Ruben was a demolition expert, meticulous and careful; nothing would be left to ...