The Domville 5 (The Domville #5) by C. J. Fallowfield

Author:C. J. Fallowfield [Fallowfield, C. J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0129IKBC2
Publisher: C.J. Fallowfield
Published: 2015-10-15T23:00:00+00:00

Fantasy Time

Anthony

The three of us entered the lift together and I wished I had a jacket to cover the tent in my trousers. I’d been stiff from the moment we walked into that ballroom. Seeing men, and women, lusting after Tracy had my blood pumping through my veins with force. I wasn’t sure she’d actually agree to let anyone come back with us, so to all be standing here together had already exceeded my expectations. I positioned her in front of me, my arms around her waist, in part to shield my obvious arousal. A small part of me, however, wanted to make it clear to Paul that while I was willing to allow this, she was still mine. I could hear her breathing erratically and checked no one was watching before I slid one hand up to her breast and ran my fingers over her nipple. It was as hard as my cock, she was aroused too. I heard a breathy moan leave her lips as I pinched her peaked nub, grinding my erection into her curvaceous backside, longing for some relief.

Paul stood at our side. He’d removed his jacket to cover his hard-on. I’d known he was Tracy’s type the minute I laid eyes on him. In my job, I’d grown accustomed to weighing up people fast, detecting the liars and the guilty from the honest innocents. I was confident he was a good guy. The excitement I felt at finally getting to watch and live out my deep rooted fantasy was unbearable. The sexual tension filling this small space was palpable. I wondered if the other occupants of the lift were as aware of it? A couple got out and we started our ascent again. I’d chosen to go back to our room, so Tracy wouldn’t feel awkward if she needed to freshen up, or if any articles of clothing were ripped or went astray. Given the amount of pleasure I wanted her to get from this, she’d probably be grateful to collapse in her own bed without having to traverse the hotel, very possibly in a dishevelled state.

‘This is us,’ I confirmed, as we reached the seventh floor. Thankfully no one else got out, my erection would go unseen by anyone but Tracy, Paul and quite possibly the security guard monitoring the corridor feeds. I’m sure they’d seen it all, and worse. I made short work of opening our suite and gestured them both into our lounge. Tracy looked on edge, nervous and horny wrapped up into one delicious package. Paul couldn’t take his eyes off her. I decided to prolong the agony slightly for us all and headed over to the mini bar. ‘Would anyone like a drink?’

‘I’m good,’ Paul croaked, his voice heavy with lust.

‘Me too,’ came Tracy’s breathy tone.

‘For this to work, I want you to imagine I’m a director on a film set. An X-rated film. I’ll give directions and orders and I want you to carry them out, no hesitation. Any objections?’

‘None from me,’ Paul confirmed, tossing his jacket over the back of the sofa.

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