Page 77 of More Than Words

Adrian smirked, and I tried to hold back a laugh. “Yeah, he definitely likes her Fanny.”

“Shut up for a minute and be serious. I’m talking about their connection, not her vagina.”

“Should we mention Fanny means something a bit naughty in the UK?”

Laughing again, I leaned my head on his shoulder. “If you think that wasn’t one hundred percent intentional on Chase’s part, then you’re an idiot.”

“You keep trying to convince me your writers aren’t sex obsessed, but so far, the evidence is proving the contrary.” His deep voice was teasing, but I could see his point. The further we dove into this manuscript, the more ravenous I was for him. I wasn’t sure if it was just my libido or the fact we were now going to try for a baby, or that he was too damn attractive for me to keep my hands off him. But he seemed to feel the same way.

“Just keep reading,” I told him, and he cleared his throat before he spoke again.

“Now take off my robe,” she instructed, pulling Callum’s rough hand to the silk tie at her waist.

“That’s the last command you’ll give me,” he responded, releasing the tie and pulling open her robe. His warm hands grasped her hips, and he pulled her roughly into his chest as he kissed the side of her neck. “This body is mine now.”

“I want you to see how you affect him,” he whispered while he spun her, grasping both breasts in his palms as he turned her to face the man in the chair. “He wishes his hands were on you. Look at how tightly his knuckles grip the chair.”

She nodded, gasping as one of his hands traced down her stomach and Cal plunged two fingers into her already wet pussy. Dominic may have asked for this, but she couldn’t deny she wanted it too.

“So beautiful,” Dom murmured as he watched Callum manipulate Fanny, the roughness of his hand making her head fall back against his shoulder. A flush spread up her chest as a moan escaped her lips, her eyes closing.

“Look at me,” Dom whispered, and her eyes opened, drowsy with pleasure as Callum drove her closer to release.

She panted as she watched Dom, his posture relaxed, but she could tell he was holding back. He wouldn’t touch himself until she told him to, and as his cock bobbed when a moan escaped her lips, she found herself wanting to see how desperate she could make him.

“Get on the bed,” Callum hummed, pulling his fingers from where she was throbbing. “Hands and knees. Let him see your face while I fuck you.”

Frances didn’t take her eyes off Dominic as she sat down on the edge of the mattress. Callum’s large arms encircled her waist and pulled her back, manipulating her body until she was on her hands and knees in front of him.

“Hold on, darlin’,” he growled as he grasped her hips, roughly pulling her back, his cock throbbing against her hip.

She gasped as he entered her, watching as Dominic sat forward, watching her every move as the man behind her thrust roughly.

Dominic’s eyes were riveted to where Callum thrust into Fanny frantically, his large hands manipulating her into a tight hold.

“Fuck,” she panted as she felt her body right on the cusp of spiraling out of control. Callum’s thrusts were brutal, but the force of them had her desperate for release.

“You wish she let you do this,” Cal taunted from behind her, Dominic’s eyebrow arching as he tried to remain calm. Even being actively provoked she admired her sub’s restraint.

“She’s going to come on my cock harder than she ever has on yours.”

Dominic’s jaw twitched, but still, he held back, taking his cues from Frances.

“Like there,” I murmured, trying not to get distracted by the feel of Adrian’s fingers caressing the bare skin on the inside of my thigh. “You can tell Dominic is upset while he watches Callum manhandle her.”

“He’s not upset,” Adrian whispered, leaning in to place a kiss behind my ear. “He’s fucking turned on.”

“How can you tell?” My voice was breathy as his lips lingered, his warm breath fanning across my neck.

“Because he gets off on watching her receive pleasure.”

“But why?”

Adrian cleared his throat, leaning back and turning my face in his direction. “He doesn’t see her as a thing to possess. He’s not jealous because Dom sees her as something he knows is his because she cares for him. He’s not insecure, but there is also a primal part of him that wants others to covet what he has. Notice how Fanny watches Dominic the entire time. He knows he has her attention. Callum is just a means to an end. His body may be the one fucking her, but Dominic is the one pulling the strings. He’s the one providing her pleasure.”

“But he’s her submissive. Isn’t he supposed to be the less dominant one?”

“You know more about this stuff than I do, but part of his devotion to her is bringing her pleasure. He’s watching her receive it and letting her act out a fantasy for him, which brings her another level of satisfaction.”

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