Free Third Chance by Ann Mayburn, Julie Naughton

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    Master Chris looked up at Emma, and Ryan swore he could feel the sexual vibes coming off the other man. “Everything is fine. Ryan and I were just sharing some…memories of our last time together. You really do have superb taste in submissives.”
    He looked over at Emma just in time to see her soft inhalation and the way her nipples puckered against the thing gold cloth of her dress. Yeah, that thought really turned her on, which only made Ryan want to give it to her all the more. He was going to totally ignore the fact that the thought of Master Chris working him over for Emma made a heated tingle race over his skin.
    Denial wasn’t only a river in Egypt, said the chorus girl to the bishop.
    The amused look in Master Chris’ eyes irritated Ryan and he pulled his hand away before settling back into his seat, trying to tell himself he wasn’t avoiding Master Chris’ gaze because he was afraid of how he would react.
    Emma sat down next to him, an impish smile curving her glossy pink lips. “You look a little flustered.”
    “Who wouldn’t be flustered in the face of such beauty?”
    She laughed, then slid her hand over his thigh to grip his dick in a way that had him choking on a groan. “Mmmm, nice. I wonder, is it for me or for Master Chris?”
    That statement irritated him and he gently grasped her wrist, lifting her hand from his lap so he could kiss her knuckles. “Everything I do is for you, Emma. Even if another person is touching me it is at your command. It is your will that controls me, not theirs. I do this for your pleasure.”
    “Me thinks he doth protest too much,” Master Chris said with a mocking laugh, but Emma ignored the other man.
    “You know what the best part of that pretty declaration of devotion was?”
    “No, what?”
    “The fact that you meant every word.”
    She gifted him with a soft, slow, and utterly destructive kiss that had his balls tightening. Their tongues briefly danced together, caressing each other in a smooth slide, before Emma once again leaned back into her seat, breaking their kiss. As Ryan took her in, the urge to thumb and pinch her erect nipples burned through him, but he kept his hands to himself, but it was hard.
    Thankfully, Justan chose that moment to appear, and all eyes in the room turned to face him as he gave Moira a brazen grin. “Hope you don’t mind if I join the VIP party.”
    Tonight Justan wore a pair of faded jeans and a black button-down shirt that was opened to show a slice of his chest. His two inch cookie monster blue Mohawk matched his eyes and he was almost as built as Ryan. Emma and Tanya suddenly giggled and he looked over at them as they obviously gossiped about Justan. When Ryan noticed that Master Chris was watching Justan with a great deal of interest, he really tried to tell himself that he wasn’t jealous Master Chris was openly checking out another guy.
    With a sneer that would have made a queen proud, Moira lifted her chin. “I’ll have to make sure I lock the door after me next time.”
    “Awww, come on, Red,” Justan chided in a way that brought a blush to Moira’s pale cheeks. “You know I’d just break in.”
    “Fucking rude,” she muttered, then turned to her submissives for the evening, two built guys with dark hair who looked enough alike that they could have been related, and smiled. “My guests and I are ready to eat.”
    What followed was a meal that would have done any five-star restaurant proud. Ryan had a good time talking and laughing with Emma’s friends, and he was happy to see his woman relax. The usual spark of fire had returned to her gaze, and as she mercilessly teased Justan about his hair with Moira, Ryan found himself watching her with a growing happiness in his heart. She was so vibrant and full of life. He was one lucky man to be here with her.
    When Emma glanced over at him, she smiled and a light entered her eyes that wasn’t there for anyone else. “What do you think, Ryan? Should