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“There is,” he says with a nod. “You’re attracted to my wife, and I can tell she really likes you. Aria lives in her head a lot, and the fact that you were able to help her with her block is incredible. Tonight is about embracing the here and now. So my question is: have you ever eaten pussy before, Isa?”

Holy fuck. My breath hitches, and I hold onto it a moment too long, because he stops and faces me. “I… no,” I whisper. “I’m really looking forward to her being my first, though.”

Gael’s eyes hood as he swallows hard. “I think you just passed that test with flying colors,” he rumbles.

“Were you going to spank me if I got it wrong?” I tease him, grinning as he drops his head back and barks out a laugh.

“What’s so funny, Gael?” Aria asks, a half smile on her lips as she walks up to us.

I blush as I see her, her husband’s words running through my head as I shiver, when my pussy clamps down on nothing.

A hint of a whimper passes over my lips, drawing her eyes to me. Whatever she sees makes her bite her lip and reach out to link her fingers in mine.

“I just realized I have two beautiful brats I’m going to be spending the next few hours with, is all,” Gael chuckles. “Isa may be thinking about eating your pussy right now. In case you were wondering, baby.”

“What room are we in?” Aria asks, her voice rising slightly. Her fingers clamp on mine as she gasps, and my eyes widen. Gael smirks, pressing something into my hand, as he steps away to walk in the direction of the room, I glance down to see I have a remote in my hand.

“What does this go to?” I ask, though I have a feeling I know.

“Please hit the button, Isa,” she gasps. I push the button quickly and Aria straightens, though her skin is covered in goosebumps. “He’s been edging me all night, and I really need a release, beautiful.”

“I guess it’s the brat’s lucky day,” I giggle as I tug her into motion with me. “He really is going to have his hands full tonight.”

This isn’t what I expected, but I’m going to hold onto it with both hands and run with it. Tonight I’m confident and willing to accept whatever experience comes my way. Carpe diem and all that shit.

Chapter Eight

ARIA

Ididn’t think I’d be holding hands with the beautiful mystery girl from my husband’s university, but I’m not mad about this. Isa looked worried and upset earlier, and I know it’s because Gael is obsessive and can be a brute when he has a goal in mind.

He wants to protect Isa from her uncle, and while I don’t know all of the ins and outs of things, he’s been busy ensuring he can. The only missing piece is Isa agreeing to it.

Stealing glances at her, I admire the open buttons on her silky white shirt that displays her cleavage, and the way her leather pants mold to her ass.

She appears a little thinner to me, not that she needed to lose any weight. Maybe she’s been stressed out lately?

Gael leads us through the club to our room, and my clit throbs as the vibrator in my panties continues to pulse softly against it.

Isabela turned it down, not off when she hit the button. It’s giving me a little space from the constant barrage my husband was hitting me with, while I pretended to be unbothered.

I’m not allowed to have it turned off yet, but if he gave her the remote, she’s in charge of my pleasure and pain for the moment.

I don’t think she fully understands this yet, but she will after tonight. Inhaling deeply, my eyes flutter as I whimper softly.

“Are you okay?” Isa asks softly. “Do you want me to hit the button again?”

“No, the next setting will make me come,” I tell her, shivering. The plug is firing off every nerve ending inside of me, so I’m a walking talking orgasm waiting to happen. “I’m just so close, it hurts.”

Gael looks over his shoulder as he steps to the door, his brows furrowing. “Poor baby,” he murmurs. “Isa and I will fix what’s hurting, won’t we?”

Isabela shivers at his deep voice, making me smile. Yeah, baby, welcome to my life.

“Yeah, I guess we will,” she rasps. She squeezes her thighs together, and Gael’s lips twitch as he opens the door.

“I want to look over your list, Isa before we start, okay? Meanwhile, I want you to think of a safe word for me,” he says as we walk in.

The room is spacious and gorgeous, and there’s an armoire where I have a feeling I’ll find lots of fun toys.

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