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Francesca
“Yes, Francesca.More.More than just kissing.I think you noticed tonight how everyone here kisses each other?”
My heart sped up as my brain spun.What was he getting at?
“Yes.”I laughed softly.“That was hard to miss.”
Nick chuckled and nodded.“It was, indeed.”He smiled and watched as his finger got closer and closer to my neckline.This blouse had a V-neck, and it displayed my cleavage nicely.Thanks in part to the fabulous demi bra I was wearing.
“We all kiss each other like that, Francesca.The way you and I were kissing tonight?That's something that the rest of us have been doing for a long time.We like to share our love with each other.And not limit it.Do you understand what I mean?”
I really didn't.
They kissed.
They made out.
And nobody seemed to care.
Right at that moment, Eve walked in.
With Carlo.
Hand in hand.
Eve gave me a smile and a little wave.Carlo looked at me—and the two men on either side of me.He followed Eve to the couch.He sat down.
And quickly pulled her to straddle him.
His hands went directly to her behind.
And they started kissing.
But, like—kissing, kissing.
And Nick was—right here.
What the heck were they doing?
“Don't mind those two,” Nick said with a sigh.“Pay attention to what we're doing over here, please?”Nick's index finger moved my face toward him.“There.Now, as I was saying before, in our little circle, we like to kiss—” his eyes looked down at my cleavage, “and do more.And I would love to do more with you, Francesca.So would your husband.”
“More—what?”I asked, and then I heard Eve—giggle?I turned my head and saw—
Holy.
Crap.
Her blouse was open, displaying her black bra.Incidentally, her cleavage looked—great.And Carlo appeared to agree with me because his other hand cupped her breast and then suddenly pulled the bra cup down.Eve's breast toppled out.She gasped as Carlo seductively licked her already hard nipple.And then he wrapped his lips around it.
Eve moaned, sounding like she was in complete ecstasy.
“Francesca,” Stefan asked, his fingers cupping my chin, “do you like Nick's hand on your thigh?”
Nick leaned over and whispered in my ear, “It's not bad.Is it, Francesca?I think it feels nice.And I can think of a lot of other things that would feel even nicer.Would you like to try something more?Perhaps—” the tip of his nose dragged along the outside of my jaw, “we start with a kiss.And then some touching?”
I sucked in a breath and felt my nipples grow hard.“What?Touching—where?”
