Shared in Spring: A Hotwife MFM Ménage Story (The Shared Seasons Series Book 1) by Harper Warde

Shared in Spring: A Hotwife MFM Ménage Story (The Shared Seasons Series Book 1) by Harper Warde

Author:Harper Warde
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2022-05-19T04:00:00+00:00


“You can’t blame her. You have the body for it.”

My eyebrows lifted in the dark—it wasn’t a response I would’ve expected from him. But somehow it made the situation I’d found myself in still more intriguing.

“Hear that, baby? Even ten years later you still have career… career options… oh.” My words had trailed off as John’s fingers moved over me, encouraging the wet seeping between my thighs, his thumb finding my clit and moving in slow circles around it. I tried to cover my gasp with another shift, but I knew I wasn’t fooling anyone. Not least of all Liam, who I could hear shifting in his own chair.

He didn’t acknowledge my slip though—not yet. Instead, he kept the focus on John, whose hard-on I could feel pressed against my hip as he shifted slightly to his side.

“There are definitely plenty of career options you could consider. Take a place like this, for example. Lots of women stopping overnight on their way to the hot springs a little further out. I’m sure you’d be a big hit. We could even find a bell-boy outfit as part of your act.”

John’s thumb was circling closer now, giving me more of the pressure I craved, but his voice was as level as ever.

“It’s not a bad business model, but we live too far away for spontaneous requests. But what about you? I’d think plenty of women would be happy to order you up for room service.” His hand shifted, slicking across me as his fingers slipped into my cunt. Even after all that had happened, I was still shocked at his boldness. And somehow more shocked when I heard a familiar, tell-tale sign from the chair by the bed. I might not be able to see Liam in the near pitch-black darkness, but I was sure that if the lights flickered on right now, they would reveal him sitting there, cock in hand.

“Don’t you think, Jules? Surely Liam here would make a fine addition to the list of amenities offered by the Inn.”

I gave John a thorough pinch for drawing me into their verbal teasing, when all I wanted to focus on was the way his fingers were fucking me, on the heat that suffused my frame, on the way every inch of my body seemed to come alive under his touch.

I managed a soft, “I… …I don’t know. That might make him feel a bit… mm… objectified,” before trailing off, my legs spreading a little wider for my husband.

“Oh, we wouldn’t want that. Is that how you’re feeling, Liam? Objectified…?”

There was a slight strain in Liam’s own voice now, even as he joked.

“Maybe. But I wouldn’t… object.”

And just as I wondered how long we could continue like this—oh god, I was so wet that Liam could surely hear every time John’s fingers moved in and out of me—John upped the stakes.

“Liam, I think there’s still a little left in the bottle. Would you mind passing it over here?”

I wondered what Liam’s face looked like then, as he let go of his cock in favor of reaching for the whiskey.



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