Page 16 of Satisfying the King

And sexy.

And most of all—confident.

And that warmed my heart so much. I was glad my friend had found that part of herself again.

Classical music played in the background. I guessed Nick had chosen it.

I noticed a dozen candles or so scattered on the bookshelves and end tables.

It really was a very—romantic setting.

Eve had shared her idea with me upstairs. And at first—I thought she was a little, hmm, off base. But then she told me about an encounter that she and Nick had early on in their relationship.

Technically, it was before their official relationship had even started. Anyway—after some convincing, I agreed to “try.”

I was a little nervous.

And a whole lot turned on.

And if Eve was right—the men here were about to lose their minds.

I kneeled in front of her on the ottoman, and her grin widened. Her hands touched my shoulders, then slid down my arms making me shiver at her touch. “You look so pretty in this lingerie.” Her eyes traveled down to my chest. I felt her gaze there and my breathing sped up.

Instinctively, I looked at her breasts, too. They were—right there, after all. It wasn’t like I could avoid looking at them. Eve’s breasts were almost as big as mine.

“I mean,” her eyes met mine, “you always look pretty. But you’re extra hot tonight.”

I lifted my hands and brushed the hair off her shoulders. “Thank you. And you look amazing in this. It shows off your cleavage so nicely.” I watched my fingers slide down her chest and graze over top of her breasts. She inhaled sharply when I lightly touched her nipples.

They were already hard—just like mine.

“Thank you. I’m so lucky to have a friend like you to make this for me.” Her hands slipped over the silky material on her breasts and then over her tummy.

“You really do look incredible. I’ve never seen a sexier woman, Evie.” I set my hands on her waist and moved forward a bit.

“No, you are way sexier than I am.” Her hands cupped my face and she leaned into me. Our breasts touched and my poor heartbeat doubled. Then—her soft, warm lips touched mine.

“Christ,” I heard Carlo mutter in a lust-filled voice.

“Fuck me,” Stefan added in, and that made me smile.

It looked like Eve’s plan was working faster than I thought. I opened my mouth as Eve’s tongue played on my lips.

As soon as our tongues touched—my pussy contracted in an unexpectedly erotic way. Kissing Eve was slow and gentle. I took my cues from her and didn’t rush anything.

Feeling her hot breath on my mouth actually excited me. No other woman had ever kissed me before. This was all new to me.

“I love you, Giselle. You know that, right?” She pushed away from me slightly. Her lips looked a bit puffy.

“I love you, too, honey. I’m so happy to be here with you.” My hands floated over her belly and right to her breasts.

A breathy sigh came out of her mouth, and she kissed me again. I let my hands play with her big breasts, feeling their heavy weight. My fingers stopped on her rock-hard nipples, and I pinched and rubbed them—doing exactly what I enjoyed.

And it seemed like Eve liked it, too.

Her hands found my breasts and I gasped into her mouth. “Do you like that?” she asked against my lips.

I nodded and said, “Yes, Evie. It feels so good.” I kissed her lips. “But I know what would feel even better.”

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