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Henry gives his submissive lovers a day out filled with the best kind of tension.
Together for a little more than a year, Henry, Alice, and Jay have reached a comfortable equilibrium in their household of three. As they prepare for a dinner party, Henry takes their dominance games beyond the bedroom.
Warning : Explicit sex in a committed mmf ménage relationship.
7,500 words
To see how the relationship began, read the full-length novels in the Neighborly Affection series:
Playing the Game
Crossing the Lines
Healing the Wounds
Becoming His Master (forthcoming)
http://www.amazon.com/author/mqbarber
Three-Way Tie
By M.Q. Barber
A Neighborly Affection series short
Strong knots hold love fast.
Cover Copy
Three-Way Tie
Chapter 1: Alice
Chapter 2: Jay
Chapter 3: Henry
About M.Q. Barber
Books by M.Q. Barber
Playing the Game: Neighborly Affection, #1
Playing the Game (excerpt)
Crossing the Lines: Neighborly Affection, #2
Healing the Wounds: Neighborly Affection, #3
Copyright
Chapter 1: Alice
Alice’s tingling shivers started as Henry twisted her hair up and clipped it to keep stray hairs from catching in his knotwork. Her body belonged to him. A fact. No longer something to fear but a truth she breathed in and a peace she breathed out. Whatever stress she carried in the outside world dissolved in the tender strength of his possession.
“Hold still, please, Alice.” Henry grasped her shoulders and kissed her neck. Citrus and leather notes of his cologne floated around her in a heady mix. “If you wish to wear a harness today, you’ll stop squirming. Your excitement is driving me to distraction.”
She stilled despite her urge to tease her skin with the winding jute and Henry’s body heat. Every pass of the rope bound her lust tighter. Brought the still-new illicit thrill closer. Out in public with no one knowing what lay under her clothes. “I do want to wear it.”
Henry had practiced the basic ties for weeks as his fall project. Safety first, hers and Jay’s. Knots, arm cuffs and box ties probably filled Henry’s dreams. His intent focus never wavered as he claimed her with a simple upper-body harness design in rope he’d custom-dyed the deep green of his eyes.
“It’s just you’re touching me, and the rope is soft and shurr ing.” The sound, the slow humming caress, snaked through her skull. Urged her to lean into Henry. Fuck, she needed a distraction, or she’d squirm again and disappoint him. “And Jay’s staring makes me eager to offer him something to slake his thirst.”
Sprawled naked on the living room rug, Jay smacked his lips with a deep pop . His cock twitched, well on its way to half-hard. Impressive, given how often he’d emptied his balls in the last twelve hours. Hooray for Friday nights at home.
“Jay drank his fill last night.” Satisfaction crept into Henry’s tone, warm and thick as his cock. The crisp cotton of his shirt rasped like steel striking flint, kindling fire in her ribs as he settled the rope beneath her bare breasts. “He’ll be fine without a breakfast treat.”
Jay pouted. His sad, brown-eyed puppy face contradicted Henry’s assessment to perfection. Even his hair cooperated, cascading black strands slumping across his forehead.
She curled forward in a giggle fit.
Henry growled and tugged the rope, pulling her upright. His casual strength, his easy command, prickled her skin with anticipation. Jay’s bare chest rising and falling faster as he breathed deeper didn’t hurt, either. Smooth. Hard. A crunchy shell with Jay-sweetness underneath.
“He’s a puppy.” Her kissy noises drew Jay’s gaze from her breasts to her face. Poor boy, waiting in oh-so-difficult silence when her roping claimed Henry’s focus. Affectionate teasing would remind him he was loved. And maybe slow the pulse in her clit that jumped with every brush of Henry’s fingers. “He’s never full. He’d eat the house down if you let
Henry gives his submissive lovers a day out filled with the best kind of tension.
Together for a little more than a year, Henry, Alice, and Jay have reached a comfortable equilibrium in their household of three. As they prepare for a dinner party, Henry takes their dominance games beyond the bedroom.
Warning : Explicit sex in a committed mmf ménage relationship.
7,500 words
To see how the relationship began, read the full-length novels in the Neighborly Affection series:
Playing the Game
Crossing the Lines
Healing the Wounds
Becoming His Master (forthcoming)
http://www.amazon.com/author/mqbarber
Three-Way Tie
By M.Q. Barber
A Neighborly Affection series short
Strong knots hold love fast.
Cover Copy
Three-Way Tie
Chapter 1: Alice
Chapter 2: Jay
Chapter 3: Henry
About M.Q. Barber
Books by M.Q. Barber
Playing the Game: Neighborly Affection, #1
Playing the Game (excerpt)
Crossing the Lines: Neighborly Affection, #2
Healing the Wounds: Neighborly Affection, #3
Copyright
Chapter 1: Alice
Alice’s tingling shivers started as Henry twisted her hair up and clipped it to keep stray hairs from catching in his knotwork. Her body belonged to him. A fact. No longer something to fear but a truth she breathed in and a peace she breathed out. Whatever stress she carried in the outside world dissolved in the tender strength of his possession.
“Hold still, please, Alice.” Henry grasped her shoulders and kissed her neck. Citrus and leather notes of his cologne floated around her in a heady mix. “If you wish to wear a harness today, you’ll stop squirming. Your excitement is driving me to distraction.”
She stilled despite her urge to tease her skin with the winding jute and Henry’s body heat. Every pass of the rope bound her lust tighter. Brought the still-new illicit thrill closer. Out in public with no one knowing what lay under her clothes. “I do want to wear it.”
Henry had practiced the basic ties for weeks as his fall project. Safety first, hers and Jay’s. Knots, arm cuffs and box ties probably filled Henry’s dreams. His intent focus never wavered as he claimed her with a simple upper-body harness design in rope he’d custom-dyed the deep green of his eyes.
“It’s just you’re touching me, and the rope is soft and shurr ing.” The sound, the slow humming caress, snaked through her skull. Urged her to lean into Henry. Fuck, she needed a distraction, or she’d squirm again and disappoint him. “And Jay’s staring makes me eager to offer him something to slake his thirst.”
Sprawled naked on the living room rug, Jay smacked his lips with a deep pop . His cock twitched, well on its way to half-hard. Impressive, given how often he’d emptied his balls in the last twelve hours. Hooray for Friday nights at home.
“Jay drank his fill last night.” Satisfaction crept into Henry’s tone, warm and thick as his cock. The crisp cotton of his shirt rasped like steel striking flint, kindling fire in her ribs as he settled the rope beneath her bare breasts. “He’ll be fine without a breakfast treat.”
Jay pouted. His sad, brown-eyed puppy face contradicted Henry’s assessment to perfection. Even his hair cooperated, cascading black strands slumping across his forehead.
She curled forward in a giggle fit.
Henry growled and tugged the rope, pulling her upright. His casual strength, his easy command, prickled her skin with anticipation. Jay’s bare chest rising and falling faster as he breathed deeper didn’t hurt, either. Smooth. Hard. A crunchy shell with Jay-sweetness underneath.
“He’s a puppy.” Her kissy noises drew Jay’s gaze from her breasts to her face. Poor boy, waiting in oh-so-difficult silence when her roping claimed Henry’s focus. Affectionate teasing would remind him he was loved. And maybe slow the pulse in her clit that jumped with every brush of Henry’s fingers. “He’s never full. He’d eat the house down if you let
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