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She nodded and urged my hand downward with a single roll of her hips. "Please."

"No, you don't." I brushed one finger over her slit before retreating. "Waiting is part of the scene."

"Caroline," she whimpered out my name.

Samirah returned with Marley, the latter bouncing on her tiptoes while tugging off her black trench coat. She wore a tiny black skirt with a fitted T-shirt over it. Sam urged the jacket from her fingers, her hand sliding down Marley's hip in a way that made her shiver almost as hard as Nora. Samirah ditched her own shirt, and now wore a black leather corset coupled with her leggings. Marley's fingers scratched down the woven bodice in an almost desperate grab.

"Did you wait like I told you?" Sam asked her. "Three whole days?"

"Yes." Marley's breath hitched and she glanced over to me and Nora. Her eyes fell on Nora, and she smiled. "Hi."

"Hi," Nora repeated, gulping with it.

"Nora, this is my sub, Marley." Samirah led her over to us, her arm firmly around Marley's waist. "Nora and Caroline are going to observe us today, my sweet." Sam's deep, sultry tones against Marley's ear set off rumblings of excitement in my gut. She always knew how to deepen the scene, driving it toward erotic heights in sharp, dangerous peaks.

"Is it your first time?" Marley asked Nora, despite the way she melted against Sam, her arms around her middle.

Nora nodded, hugging my arm while she spoke to them. "First scene." She glanced at me and I nodded.

"First formal scene," I added.

"What are the limits?" Marley asked while Sam's fingers tickled along the hem of her skirt. Goosebumps coated her bare thighs and she shivered.

"No touching Nora unless she and Caroline give you verbal permission." Sam's eyes fell on Nora. "What's your safe word, love?"

"Nightshade," Nora answered right away.

"Ours is anesthesia," Marley said, glancing up at Sam with a smile.

"Good girl." Sam grinned and tucked her hair behind her ear. "Ready to play, my sweet?"

"So ready." She nearly bounced on her toes and Sam stroked her sides. "I missed you, Mistress."

"I missed playing with you, too." Sam swatted her rear. "C'mon. Let's show Caroline's little kitten your favorite things."

Marley shivered, her rich brown eyes twinkling up at Sam who stood at least a few inches above her. Sam winked at her, then nipped the end of her nose before guiding her away from us and toward the mat. She closed the door to the playroom, sealing us in and any sounds our girls would make.

"Let's get comfortable, Kitten," I whispered in Nora's ear.

She nodded, turning to wrap her arms around my neck. I smiled and swept her off the bed, toting her as if we crossed the threshold to our marital home. She pressed her lips to my neck, and I carried her over to the space at the corner of the thick mat where Sam and I set up the positional pillows and beanbag chairs. I sat on the L-shaped cushion, my back against the stack of pillows, and perched Nora in my lap.

"Marley's kind of hot," she whispered against my ear when I hugged her around the middle.

I laughed, nodding my agreement. "She is. And she's one of Sam's favorites to play with."

"Are they in a relationship?" she asked, her brow furrowing as she listened to Sam discuss what Marley wanted to do.

"No. Sami doesn't do relationships really…"

"Neither do you." Nora narrowed her eyes at me, playfully despite the heavier connotation.

"Someone changed that." I ran my finger down her cheek, then poked it against her lips.

Lust immediately flashed across her eyes when she took my finger between her teeth. I flicked my brows at her, and nudged her robe open, exposing her to the elements and the eyes in the room. She shivered when I parted her legs, draping her knees over mine in a wide, exposed display.

"Sami was right about you," I crooned, flicking my finger against her tongue. "Showing off is one of your kinks. Or being seen at least."

Her face burned bright red in an instant as a swell of heat rushed her. "A little bit," she said, releasing my finger.