CreativeDominant
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I am sorry to hear that, bear...My New Year's was quiet but it was enjoyable. Part 3 of Chapter II Kel scraped his teeth down Leigh's neck as Wes kissed her. He had been both excited and apprehensive concerning what her reaction to his 'surprise' this evening might be. All evening, as this time had approached, his mind had spun with questions: HOW WOULD SHE REACT? WOULD SHE BE ANGRY? EXCITED? READY TO EXPLORE THIS NEW AREA OF SEXUAL AND D/s EXPRESSION IN THEIR RELATIONSHIP OR READY TO WALK OUT? WHAT IF SHE WANTED THIS FANTASY OF THEIRS TO REMAIN JUST THAT...A FANTASY? His stomach had churned with all the 'worst-case' answers that ran through his mind. He was old enough, wise enough, and experienced enough to know that no man ever knows a woman completely...dominant man or not, submissive woman or not. Not even the one he calls his own. Her cry of "...yes" had filled him with relief and now, as he felt her between him and Wes, grinding slowly forward against his crotch and then back into Wes's hand, he felt his passion renewed. It had slowed as he had waited breathlessly for her consent but now as he first gently, and then roughly, pushed her sleeves down her arms....as he heard her soft moans and whimpers, it began to pick up speed again. Suddenly, Kel pulled away from her. Thrown off-balance by the disappearance of his physical presence, Leigh instinctively leaned back against Wes for support. She felt his arms come around her from behind. She took pleasure on a primal level at the strength that was displayed in the casual ease with which he dealt with the shift in balance. It did not even interrupt his exploration of her mouth, she marveled, as his tongue moved from her teeth and gums and again slid sensually over her tongue. She drew a deep breath in through her nose as she sank deeper into enjoying his kiss. With Wes's arms around her, naturally his hands were no longer on her buttocks. She pressed back against him and thrilled to the feel of the cool leather of his slacks against the ivory mounds of her ass. She felt the bulge under that cool leather and teasingly rubbed over it. She felt him push forward in response, growling softly into her mouth as he did so. Puzzled over Kel's absence and dimly aware of rummaging sounds from elsewhere in the room, she broke off her kiss and sought her Sir out with her eyes. He had moved to the big leather bag on the table. As she thought of the toys inside, she smiled and wondered what he was going to bring back over with him....
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