Page 47 of Indulgence
She started to dance, without stepping back. Our bodies were a mere inch apart as she placed her hands on my bare shoulders. Goose bumps pranced across my skin. Brooke’s close proximity did strange things to my body. Her fingers swept up from my shoulder to my neck as she caressed my skin.
Matteo’s heated stare burned from across the floor. My gaze locked with his as he watched intently. Something in the air shifted as Brooke closed what little space had been left between us. My focus never left Matteo as her soft lips pressed against mine.
My eyes closed as Brooke’s tongue swept along my bottom lip before she delved deeper, tasting my mouth. Her hands cradled my face. When I opened my eyes again, I saw Matteo adjusting his crotch.
He was hard watching me kiss another woman.
She sucked on my tongue, and I moaned into her mouth.
When Matteo returned with our drinks, his hard-on was visible, and that made me happy. Brooke pulled back, ending the kiss. Her smile was bright, and her eyes were hooded as she looked at me.
A surrealness washed over me as I accepted my drink from Matteo and took a long pull on the straw. I had just kissed another woman for the first time. I liked it. My nipples were at attention. Matteo was hard. Brooke looked turned on.
Brooke danced in front of me, and Matteo danced behind me. We moved together in a cohesive current until long after my drink was gone. I gave myself over to all the heady sensations of feeling Matteo and Brooke sandwiching me. I felt sexy and confident—like I owned the room.
Brooke grabbed my hand and placed it on her hip, inviting me to touch her. Matteo had his hands on my hips, but dropped one, allowing me to follow Brooke’s lead.
She inched her finger under the soft material of my top. Matteo’s erection pressed into my ass as he watched everything unfold.
Maybe it was time to take care of some of Matteo’s fantasies. He hadn’t flat out said he wanted a threesome with another woman, but he was a man, and what man didn’t want to see two women together?
Neither my body nor my mind seemed to have any qualms with Brooke’s touch.
The charge in the air seemed to grow more electrified with each passing song, and finally, I couldn’t take it any longer.
“Do you want to take this somewhere private?” I asked Brooke.
I looked back over my shoulder at Matteo and found no objection.
Brooke looked transfixed as she nodded and her eyes slide down my body, pausing on my cleavage before zeroing in on Matt’s hand on my hip. Then she was taking in my husband, her eyes glinting with interest.
Brooke and I held hands and laughed together about nothing really as we waited on the corner for our Uber to arrive.
Excitement brewed in my chest as I caught the heated stares Matteo kept tossing my way. He was loving the dynamic between Brooke and me.
There was a moment of panic over the thought of having sex with another woman. I’d never done it before. I’d never kissed a woman, let alone gone down on one. Recently, I’d done a lot of things I’d never done before and there were few, if any, that I didn’t embrace with enthusiasm. So, I wasn’t sure why this caused a spike of panic, but it did.
Matteo almost choked on air and Brooke giggled. “It isn’t as hard as you think,” she said matter-of-factly. “Just do to me what you like done to you.”
Matteo laughed again before leaning down and whispering, “You were thinking out loud, love.”
Oops.
Our car pulled up, and we all piled into the back seat. Touching and light kissing filled the twenty-minute ride to the house. None of us paid attention to the driver, who was a middle-aged man who clearly got more than he bargained for.
Brooke pressed her lips to mine. Then I dragged mine from hers to Matteo’s.
We arrived at the house, and as we exited, the driver called out, “Have a good night.”
The flutters wormed their way back into my tummy as we entered the house, but as soon as the door closed, they were gone because Matteo shoved me against the solid wood, kissing the shit out of me in a way that was definitely not suitable for public.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Matteo
Watching Natalie touch andkissBrooke had me teetering on the edge. My wife was fucking hot as hell. I tried not to get too excited because I wasn’t sure where things were going. Natalie was the one who wanted to let things play out on their own, so I followed her lead with this. It was her show. She invited this woman here for a reason.
But at the end of the day, I was still a guy. One who wanted to watch two women together.
