Free Surrounded [Running to Love 5] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) by Allyson Young Page A

spot on the back of her skirt and, while humiliated by the thought, found it titillating as well. Maybe a little exhibitionism wasn’t such a bad thing after all, especially when Ash and Alistair would take care of her. Showing others how powerful their connection was kind of appealed. She hadn’t missed the straining bulge in his pants and wondered how one got pre-cum out of leather. Well, that was his problem because he wasn’t wearing those things at home. Today was the exception. Home. It had such a nice ring to it. Jackie’s thoughts turned to rings. They would all wear one, and she’d design them and have them made, probably in platinum. Alistair didn’t wear any jewellery that she was aware of, but she knew he’d wear a ring for her. Her pussy pulsed, but she tried to ignore it. She hardly noticed the plug now unless she moved too quickly and accepted that she was probably stretched enough for a fat cock, even if she still had her doubts about anal sex. Everyone she knew raved about it, but those were mostly men, and it wasn’t their rectums being stretched and filled, their innards poked. Or at least she didn’t think so. Alistair would have experienced something similar because he wouldn’t expect her to do anything he hadn’t done or mastered. Master. Nope, he was her Sir, and Ashley could be her Ma’am in the bedroom maybe, but no one mastered her. She was submissive when it suited her.
    The place finally emptied out, and her Sir was coming toward her with the inherent elegant stride of a big cat or a wolf. She couldn’t decide which picture fit her fantasy better. He offered her his hand and she placed hers on the palm. She came up off the love seat like a feather and plastered herself against his chest, loving the smell of him. She worked her fingers through his short hair, gently tugging the short lengths, and went on tiptoe to kiss him. He kissed her back, took control of the contact, and she lost her breath. She might have to rethink this mastered thing sometimes.
    “C’mon, Jackie. Ash will be waiting, and I’ve waited long enough.”
    She allowed him to lead her through the room and out the front door, pausing while he locked up, and then proceeded to hustle down the steps and out to his big black truck. It thrilled her to know that he ached for her as much as she ached for him. He handed her up onto the passenger seat and made sure she was buckled in and the door shut firmly before rounding the hood and getting into the driver’s side. He cranked the big engine over and pulled out of the lot. Jackie opened her mouth to fill the silence and then shut it, content to watch ’Stair’s profile and enjoy the competent manner in which he wove the large vehicle through traffic.
    The black velvet of the night was pierced by the twin beams of the truck’s headlights as they traveled the poorly lit streets of the neighborhood where she and Ash shared a small house they had very recently purchased. It wasn’t really that far from the Club, and she wondered if she would have run into Alistair in time.
    “Heavy thoughts?”
    “No. Just thinking we live reasonably close by big city standards.”
    “Do you care where we are going to live? The part of the city?”
    It was actually happening. They were talking about the future again. It was even more real now that they were away from the Club and heading over to meet up with Ashley. “I’d prefer not to be too far from work, actually. I like to walk.”
    “You walk to work?”
    Jackie wondered at his abrupt tone. “Sometimes, although not unless Ashley does.”
    “Okay.”
    “What’s that about?”
    “I don’t want you walking alone in this part of the city, Jackie. We’ll find a place that’s safe and figure out how you get back and forth to work then.”
    Good grief. She hadn’t given it a thought. Of course she was careful wherever she went, and she walked with Ash because of safety. He was overreacting. But then this was all kind of new