tiny bright pink scrap of lace that barely covered her pussy. He knew the panties, especially since he bought them for her on their honeymoon. He knew it was a thong and knew the view Rome now had.
"Holy Lord," Rome uttered. He raised his gaze to Evan's. "I'd never let her out of the house if she was mine."
Evan chuckled. "Yeah, well, my little sub has other ideas."
She opened her mouth to respond, but he stopped her with a shake of his head. "I didn't give you permission, love. You do not respond unless Rome or I give you permission."
Her jaw tightened telling him that once again she didn't like that. The complexity of his wife never ceased to amaze him. She needed this, needed to surrender, but that damned Hawaiian pride had her fighting him to the end.
God, he loved her.
He approached her watching the way her gaze followed his movements. He would never take for granted the connection they had. He’d trained a lot of subs, but the sub’s behavior had never directly affected him this way.
“I am giving you this fantasy,” he said, sliding his fingers along her jaw marveling in the softness of her skin. “But, you can always call a stop to it. You can always use your safe word.”
She said nothing and he had to fight the smile. May was a good sub, but she really hated being quiet. It wasn’t in her nature to be silent, and he knew she fought a never ending battle to obey him.
“Do you understand?”
She nodded.
He glanced over her head at Rome who was watching the byplay with undisguised curiosity. Evan knew that many people in club took an active interest in their relationship. Their sexual relationship had started at the club in front of them, so it was understandable. They didn’t play at Rough n Ready so he knew that made the speculation worse.
“May’s word is Aloha.”
Rome acknowledged Evan’s comment with a quirk of his lips. Then, Evan stepped back and gave Rome a small nod. Rome understood without being told and stepped up, sliding his hands around May’s waist. Evan waited for the possessiveness to take hold. It was the one thing he had worried about when planning this night. May had always been up for it, but he’d been uncomfortable. He knew he could trust her, but Evan wasn’t so sure he could trust himself. He worried that at some point he would wrap his fingers around the neck of the other man and kill him.
Still, seeing Rome’s hands move over May’s flesh did more to Evan than he expected. A twinge of jealousy tickled the back of his throat, but in that moment, he was mesmerized by his wife. She leaned back, resting her head on Rome’s shoulder and moaned. The sheer pleasure of that sound rocked him to his soul. As he unbuttoned his shirt, he smiled. If one thing came out of the night, May was definitely going to enjoy herself.
Chapter Three
Pleasure and need wound through May as Rome's hand moved over her stomach. He was a lot like Evan in build and like her husband, had calluses on his fingers. The roughened skin added another level of thrill to his touch. She opened her eyes and saw Evan watching them. The fact that he had done this for her still had her heart bursting with love. Evan was such a possessive man, so she knew this was tough. Even if he hadn't gone through with the plan, the idea that he thought about it made her so happy.
Rome moved his hands up to her breasts, pinching her nipples. The little nip sent a sharp zing of hunger rolling through her blood. She closed her eyes as Rome continued to tease her nipples. She felt his mouth move over her neck. His teeth scraped out over her skin and she caught her breath. The feel of this, of the idea that Evan was watching her, was more erotic than she expected. She had fantasized about this for so long she had been worried it wouldn't live up to her expectations. At least for the moment it was.
Evan had pulled off his shirt and was now working on his pants. As usual, he didn't wear any underwear. Mr.