Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83053 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 415(@200wpm)___ 332(@250wpm)___ 277(@300wpm)
The men exchanged a glance before nodding in unison.
“Of course, dear one,” Nigel said. “In the meantime, though, I should very much like to sink my cock into your too-willing cunny.”
Episode Fifteen
In Which Exploration Continues
Nigel’s provocative words sent a shockwave of anticipation rippling through Portia. Her cheeks warmed as she turned to face him, her heart pounding wildly. The time for contemplation was over, giving way to further exploration of the connection among the three of them.
Donovan chuckled and squeezed her hand gently before releasing it. His eyes were glinting with mirth, a stark contrast from Nigel’s intense gaze. “Or perhaps we should make her wait.”
“Don’t tease.” Portia tried her best to keep her voice steady but failed miserably.
Donovan merely smirked and leaned back, opening up the space between them. His gaze shifted to Nigel and he nodded.
Nigel’s lips curved into a subtle smile as he slowly leaned into Portia. He brushed his fingers against her cheek, tucking a stray curl behind her ear. With his other hand, he touched the dip of her collarbone, tracing a path down to her nest of curls. His touch was gentle and exploratory, sending tingles down her spine.
The seriousness of their discussion was quickly forgotten as Nigel focused on her pleasure, his fingers expertly working her flesh. She gasped at his touch, her body arching into him.
As Nigel took his time exploring Portia’s body, Donovan slowly trailed kisses down her shoulder to her breasts. He teased one nipple with his tongue while fondling the other, adding to the waves of pleasure coursing through Portia.
She teetered on the edge of bliss, her body desperately clinging to each delicious touch, each whispered endearment. Nigel and Donovan were so attuned to her, so responsive to her every sigh and whimper, that they seemed to all be moving in perfect synchrony.
“Nigel…” Portia clutched at the bedsheet beneath her.
His teasing touch at her core was driving her to distraction. He merely chuckled in response, his hot breath against her skin making her shiver.
“Patience, love,” he murmured. His voice was husky with desire, and it sent warm tingles down her spine.
Donovan brushed a kiss against the curve of her jaw, tracing a line up to whisper in her ear. “Just relax and enjoy,” he murmured. His deep voice vibrated through her, adding to the symphony of sensation overwhelming her senses.
And that’s precisely what she did as Nigel drove his hard cock into her only too-willing quim.
She let go, surrendering herself to the hands of these two men, both of whom she was having intense feelings for.
Which one did she like best?
Did it even matter?
Episode Sixteen
In Which Feelings Are Examined
The morning sunlight filtered in through the curtains, casting a warm glow over Portia’s naked form. Nigel had shifted to his side, one arm draped lazily over her waist while Donovan lay behind her, tracing idle circles down her back. The memory of last night sent a tingling warmth throughout her body.
“Good morning,” Donovan’s husky voice hummed into her ear. His fingers were gentle against her skin, the warmth of his breath fanning against her neck.
Nigel raised his head from where it was nestled in the crook of her neck and grinned at her. “Morning, love,” he murmured, pressing a chaste kiss to her shoulder.
Portia turned to look at them both, their gazes steady on her face. She felt loved in their presence, wanted and cherished more than she could have ever imagined.
Nigel and Donovan shared a glance before turning to her. Donovan was the first to speak, his voice gentle and understanding. “There is no right or wrong decision here, Portia,” he said, “only our happiness and wellbeing. If this arrangement brings you joy and contentment, then so be it.”
Nigel nodded as he caressed her bare arm. “Love doesn’t conform to societal norms or anyone’s expectations. It just exists, in whatever form it blossoms.”
Portia absorbed their words as a comforting silence enveloped them. Her heart still fluttered nervously, but she felt bolstered by their reassurances. She turned to face Nigel, trailing her fingers down his chest. “I’m happy with you both.”
Donovan moved closer to press a warm kiss against the nape of her neck. “Then let that be enough for now,” he murmured against her skin before nestling back onto the pillow, a content sigh escaping his lips. “We will face any challenges together, as long as it leads to our shared happiness.”
Nigel wrapped his arm tighter around her, pulling her closer against him. “The world is such a chaotic place. Often the only peace we find is within the arms of those we love. And we love you, Portia.”
Tears welled in Portia’s eyes. Warmth spread through her as if their words had ignited a flame in her heart.
“Thank you. Both of you,” she said softly, tucking herself even closer into their embrace.