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Bubblebutt.The word sat heavy on Alle’s tongue.One terrified part of her wanted to bark that word out right away, flee into the cabin, and put on every piece of clothing she could find.Hell, maybe she’d wear the duvet too.
She couldn’t believe this was happening.He wanted to watch!For real, he wanted to watch her fuck his friend.
She’d known he was kinky beneath the angelic disguise, but this… And for him to hand her a safe-word—.
They’d had conversations about such things, but Spook had previously seemed to shy away from the concept.She supposed that was because she’d been offering to give him one at the time.She’d thought handing him a means of controlling what they were doing would free him from some of the restraints he imposed upon himself.Conceptually, she’d always thought that’s what a safe-word was.A way of allowing you to cast aside your inhibitions in a controlled manner.No need to worry about getting too uncomfortable, because you could tap out and no one would question you over it or give you a hard time.
However, that had been before she’d been provided with such an out.Now it was fizzling away inside her mind like a grenade.What if she said it by accident?Why the fuck hadn’t she yelled it already?She was naked and horny.Spook had come not five minutes ago, pumping away between her thighs.If not for want of a sheath, he might actually have slid inside of her.
At least, that’s what she was telling herself, refusing to believe anything else.Refusing to believe that he was never going to give in.If Rock Giant’s intrusion hadn’t been so ill-timed…
What sense was there in lying to herself?Spook wasn’t lying to her.He’d said it plain and clear.He wasn’t going to fuck her, but he was fine about her shagging his friend.In fact, he was happy to watch.
No, happy wasn’t precisely the word.Excited.Electrified.That was more like it.Like he was full of static charge.
“Spook, it’s you I want.”
“I know.I do know that.”His lips brushed softly against her neck.“It’s your decision, Alle.If this isn’t something you’re interested in, that’s okay.Just say so.”
Alle jerked her chin up to look at him.Spook didn’t flinch from the scrutiny.His eyes were mesmeric, blue like the night sky, blue like the ocean, blue as her wildest dreams.“I still don’t understand why you’d want to watch me with someone else.”
A smile tweaked his Cupid’s bow lips.“Because I’m a kinky bastard, that’s why.I thought you had that bit figured.”On the surface, the reply seemed glib, but that was simply the gilding, a means of hiding the deep truth of the statement.“I trust him, Alle.He won’t overstep.He can make you feel good in a way I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to.”
“You’re sure it’s not an attempt to push me away?Get me hooked on someone else.”
“I’m not that masochistic.”
She wasn’t so sure about that.He seemed to delight in tormenting himself as much as anyone else.What were all the restraints and rules he imposed upon himself, if not a form of torture?
“Have you not seen how he’s looking at you?”
Matter of fact, she was trying very hard not to pay Rock Giant any regard at all.A task of some difficulty, given that he was; firstly, a giant, and stood next to her; secondly, shirtless and composed of solid muscle; and thirdly, now that Spook had drawn her attention to it, regarding her in a particularly appreciative way, like her curves – hips, thighs, tits, tummy, the lot of them – were worthy of serious worship.No one, not even Spook, had ever looked at the contours of her body with quite such an appreciative grin plastered across their face.
In Spook’s defence, he did spend inordinately large quantities of energy trying to dampen down his response to her, so it was hard to get a true baseline picture of how attractive he found her.Whereas, Rock Giant apparently had zero hang-ups about letting the world know what he liked, or how much he liked it.Considering the wedge tenting his fly, abundant curves were definitely his thing.And she had plenty.
Having followed Spook’s instructions to come closer, Rock Giant’s impressive silhouette now blotted out most of Alle’s view over the deck.He was tall.Really quite astonishingly tall when he stood beside you.He’d have been heavyset if it wasn’t for all that height.Instead, his hard sinewy muscles were drawn over a longer frame, and covered in ink.The swirling patterns were familiar from their day spent cruising the Mediterranean.The inked colours were darker by moonlight, which served to focus her attention on individual details.An ancient symbol of a woman holding open her vulva– she didn’t recall the name– covered the top of his left arm.Other voluptuous female figures were woven into the elaborate knot work patterns.The horned god was depicted in multiple forms too.How had she not picked up on the symbolism of his tattoos before now?
There’s never been any reason to look closely.That’s why.
Nor did she have to only content herself with looking.
“Would you like to see more before you decide?”Hair tickled the side of her neck as Spook put his lips to her ear.“You should know he’s hard for you, Alle.So very hard.”
Instantly, her gaze dropped to below Rock Giant’s belt.
“Why don’t you ask him to unzip?”
“I’m more interested in how hard you are.”
If she kept bringing things back to him, then maybe she could downplay how titillated she was by this.Spook was holding her, and offering her free reign over his band-mate’s hot, gorgeous body.She’d be lying if she claimed she’d never fantasised about being in such a position.But this was a little different.This was reality.
Of course, that hadn’t stopped her when the opportunity to actually be spanked by her favourite rock star crush had come along.
Spook chuckled, the sound playful.Teasing.“I promise you, I’ll get plenty hard watching you.Have you learned nothing about me from all my friends have said?”
Spook watched them all.He took photographs, and kept them in scrapbooks.She’d heard that rumour dozens of times.Had asked him about it.Knew it was the truth.
