“I think it’s time the three of us showed our feelingstogether.Don’t you?”Damiano is looking at me when he speaks, but I have a feeling the words are just as much for Seth as they are for me.
Seth leans back in his chair.“Miss M.It’s time for you to take off your clothes.”
“And once you do,” Damiano adds, “I’ll get to watch you fuck Seth.”
16
SETH
Ican tell Madison is nervous, but it’s like that first night, at the auction.She wants this, but she won’t let a little thing like nerves get in her way.
When she stands to undress, Damiano stands, too.He cups her cheeks and tilts her face toward his so he can kiss her.“Let me help you remove your clothes, bella.It is like unwrapping a gorgeous gift.”
As his hands move down to her shirt, she lifts her arms so he can easily pull the garment up and over her head.I’ve been half-hard since Damiano started stroking her waist, when we were talking earlier.But now, looking at Madison in her peach-colored bra and jeans, I’m ready to go.
Damiano kisses her bare skin as he removes her bra.She closes her eyes and lets out a soft sigh of pleasure.
Her jeans come off next, and she stands before us in lacy, peach panties.
Beautiful.From the generous swell of her hips to the tiny freckle next to her belly button, to the shades of brown in her hair, to the delicate slope of her ankles.
I never thought I’d be with her like this.After the baseball game, when I stewed in desire and self-loathing, I didn’t think a night like this one would ever be possible.
Maybe it’s wrong, but I can’t fucking care anymore about what’s right or wrong.I loved my brother.I still do.Loving Madison doesn’t mean I loved Kyle any less.It doesn’t mean I’m betraying him.It just means that life changes.Nothing stays the same.
I stand and stride over to her, tilting her face toward mine.“Kiss me, Madison.”
“Yes,” she breathes, her lips meeting mine.
Nothing,nothingis better than kissing Madison Greene.She tastes faintly of whiskey, with a hint of mint.Her lips are soft, and she responds to my kiss with her entire body, clutching me against her like she’s afraid I’ll run away.
No.No running—never again.
I smooth a hand over her bare breast, catching the nipple between my fingers and squeezing gently to make her gasp against my mouth.
Damiano gets behind her, his hands running over her shoulders and arms, down to her wrists.He’s gentle with her—there are red marks from where Francesco’s zip ties rubbed against her skin.
I wish that man could die several more times for all he did to our Madison.
But I’m not here to think about him.I’m here for Madison, for love, for lust.For our new relationship.
“Condoms in the drawer?”I ask Damiano.
He nods toward the side table.
Reluctantly, I let go of Madison.I take off my shirt and move to the couch.“You really want to do this, sweetheart?All three of us together?”
“Yes.”She leans back against Damiano, who cups her tits while he nuzzles her neck.“Yes, I want all three of us together.”
I strip out of the rest of my clothes, grab a condom, and lie down on the couch.Madison’s green eyes glitter with desire as she watches me roll the condom over my length.
“Look how hard he is for you.”Damiano tugs at her nipples.“Look at how you drive him wild.”
“You’ll be on top.”I beckon her to me.“I want my hands free so I can touch you everywhere.”
Damiano leads her over, watching in approval as she straddles my waist.I reach for her face, bringing her down to mine for another kiss.So fresh, sweet.Her breasts rub against my chest.As our tongues tangle, we writhe together.
I grab the base of my cock and she slowly lowers down.
