Bath Bomb by Clara Leigh

Author:Clara Leigh [Leigh, Clara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Incantatrix Press
Published: 2017-02-17T00:00:00+00:00

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Jasper Frost

Open your eyes, Jas,” Lorne insists. I hardly dare comply. If I keep them closed then I can convince myself I’m dreaming. This only makes sense if I’m dreaming. Mikayla isn’t interested in me, and there’s no way she’s agreed to a threesome with Lorne and me.

Someone strokes my cheek, and I crack one eyelid to find Lorne bent over me, his head level with mine, and his broad shoulders blotting out the view of the darkened room. That means the hand around my cock, and the hot mouth driving me demented genuinely does belong to Mikayla.

Holy crap. My mouth falls open in disbelief.

“Is this for real?”

The heat in my loins, the slow drag of her hand and the wet warmth of her mouth around my cock suggests so. As too does the rough scratch of Lorne’s stubble as he claims my mouth in a wet kiss.

He’s a sloppy kisser.

He slips me some tongue, and I get caught up in the bitter-smoky taste of him, so much so, that I don’t even notice when Mikayla starts touching him too. Maybe she always was. I do notice when he rears up so that he can peel the T-shirt off my back, in order to palm my chest and my flat penny-coloured nipples.

“Strip his pants from him,” Lorne orders.

Oh hell, yes!

Lorne leans himself over to one side so that Mikayla can do the honours. She only has them pulled down to just beneath the base of my cock at the moment, but she hooks her fingers around the upper band on both sides and drags them right down my legs and off over my feet. Then she makes a show of flinging them into the darkness.

I can’t see enough of either of them. We need some light. Nothing to break the mood, but I need to be seeing this in colour.

I stretch out and grab the battery-operated candle we used as a torch when we trekked back from the bathroom. It provides exactly the right amount of light, illuminating the bedside cabinet and the top end of the bed in a soft orange glow.

“What’s this I spy?” Mikayla’s discovered the ink I have at the top of one thigh. “A cross? An hourglass?” she guesses, tracing the outline.

“It’s a message in a bottle,” I tell her. “There’s something else on my butt.”

“I’d tell you to roll over, but I’m enjoying this view too much right now.”

Her hand slides up my thigh and returns to my cock, which is rock solid for her.

“Please tell me you have condoms—” she says to Lorne, “—because much as I like the taste of him, I want to go for a ride.”

He rolls over to snag his backpack, which is still sitting at the foot of the bed. He’s back in a matter of seconds, a whole strip of foils in his hand. I don’t think about why he brought along so many.

Lorne tears one off along the perforated strip and holds it out. Mikayla and I bump hands as we both reach out to claim it.

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