And.
Stopped.“May I?”Nick asked, just as the bra was about to slip right over my breasts.He asked me politely.But I could see the heat behind his eyes.
I quickly caught Stephan's gaze.He was looking right at us.Right at me.“Go ahead, Nick,” Stefan said, but his eyes stared directly at me.
Stefan wanted this.
He really wanted this.
My husband wanted me to do this.
With his best friend.
And so—
I nodded at Nick.
“Thank you, Francesca.I've wanted to see you for so long.”His eyes gazed into mine so sincerely.“I can't tell you how many times I've imagined doing this.”And then his arms circled me—just enough so they could reach the back of my bra.He swiftly unhooked it—and pulled it away.
Nick let out a quiet sigh.“Christ, Francesca.You are beautiful.Stunningly beautiful.”His eyes were glued to my breasts.
“Touch her, Nick.She wants you to touch her breasts.Right Francesca?”Stefan asked me.
I looked over at my husband.
Yeah.
He definitely wanted this.
“Yes,” I answered, and then spoke to Nick.“Yes, Nick.I want you to touch me.Please.”And then I grasped his hands and set them on my breasts.
I gasped slightly at the burning, hot feel of his palms on my bare breasts.Nick's hands touched me carefully.Gently.
“They're so soft.Aren't they?”Stefan asked his best friend.
Nick nodded.“So soft.So beautiful,” he answered.
“Now, I want you to kiss her breasts.”
Nick's eyes shot to mine in question.It was clear exactly what he was doing.
And the fact that he was asking for permission—made me like this man even more.
I leaned back on my hands, arching my back to give him easier access.“Kiss me, Nick,” I practically purred, giving him the permission he so obviously wanted.
It didn't take him long to lean forward and begin.His hands lifted my breasts, cupping them in his grasp.His tongue circled one nipple, and I moaned, “Yes, that feels good.”Then he sucked me into his mouth, flicking my hard, hard nipple with his burning hot tongue.
All on its own, my hand reached out to the back of his head, holding him to me.My head fell back as I enjoyed the heck out of what Nick was doing to me.And when he did the same thing to my other breast, I knew how dripping wet I was.He felt so good.
“Do you like it when my best friend plays with your breasts, Francesca?”
I opened my eyes to look down at Nick sucking and licking on me.And yes, I was very much enjoying what Nick was doing to me.
I looked at my husband and nodded.“Yes, Stefan.I love what your best friend is doing to my breasts.”
He smiled at me and nodded.“Good.That makes me happy.Now, I think Nick deserves a little something in return.Don't you?”
I wasn't sure if it was anxiety or anticipation that caused my belly to flip and my heart to race.But whatever it was—I knew I wanted to hear what my husband was going to say next.
