McKenzie, Cooper - A Club Esoteria Christmas [Club Esoteria 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) Read Online Free PDF Page A

be reminded how to wait patiently with eyes down and not looking all around.”
    “Gentry, are you misbe…” Jenna said, her voice laced with disappointment. “Antony! You’re here! Oh thank you, God.”
    Before he could respond, she dropped to her knees and threw herself at him.
    He caught her easily and pulled her in for a long hug, burying his face into her loose hair and breathing in the sexy-as-sin perfume she wore. His cock throbbed painfully as she pressed tighter and tighter against him.
    “Mistress,” he groaned softly as he leaned forward to keep his hips away from hers. “I’m close. Too close.”
    “As well you should be, pet. It’s been three impossibly long damn weeks after an eternal eight months,” Jenna said, holding on tight and pressing her hips even further into her slave’s body.
    When her palm brushed against the side of his face, Antony lifted his head and looked into the most gorgeous green eyes he had ever seen. They glistened with her tears, but he knew from past separations they were tears of happiness. He nuzzled the tip of his nose along her cheek in a move that always made her giggle. This time was no different.
    He froze when she reached down and slid her hand along the ribbon around his waist to where it tied into the mesh panel. With a single pull, she untied the ribbon and dropped it then slid back until she knelt in front of him. The men she had been talking to drifted away, and everyone else’s attention was on the first act of the talent show.
    Antony had never minded be naked in the middle of the club. Mistress often used him for demonstrations for which he was usually nude. But for this first encounter after such a long separation, he wished once again that they were alone either in their apartment on the fourth floor or in one of the private theme rooms just upstairs.
    “You brought a cup? You won’t need that.” She picked up the plastic cup and tossed it over her shoulder. A moment later, she gently peeled the mesh from around his cock. “Oh, poor baby. Does it hurt?”
    Antony sucked in a breath and clenched his jaw, hoping the head of his cock would not explode. With the intense pressure demanding release from his balls, he wasn’t sure what would happen if she told him he had to hold off his release for more than a few seconds.
    “Mistress,” he gasped as she wrapped her hand around the bottom half of his long, hard length.
    She gave him the look that meant “shut up and relax.” Shifting back slightly, she then bent forward until her lips were less than an inch from his slit.
    “Come for me, pet,” she ordered softly. In the next moment, she parted her lips and closed the last bit of space between them. The hot lips that closed just under the head of his cock sent the pressure in his balls even higher.
    Her hand stroked up and down twice before he cried out. Semen surged out of his balls and up through his cock so hard and fast the first jetting pulsation hurt. The pain lessened with each subsequent jet of fluid. His hips jerked spasmodically, thrusting his length even deeper into her mouth. He grabbed her shoulders in order to keep his balance as every muscle in his body went lax.
    He panted as if he had just run a marathon as she swallowed every drop of life-fluid from him then gently cleaned him up. Even after she pulled off and sat up with a happy smile, his cock remained hard. At least the pain was much less.
    “Welcome home, pet. You have been sorely missed around here.” Mistress leaned in and gave him a long, deep kiss. Antony tasted himself on her lips and tongue for a moment and then it faded and all he tasted was her sweetness.
    “Thank you, Mistress. I’ve missed you and this place, too.”
    “And me?” Gentry asked, leaning in and wrapping one arm around his back and the other around Jenna.
    “Yes, you, too.” Antony turned and kissed Gentry’s cheek before turning back to meet Jenna’s gray-green eyes. “Thank you, Mistress,” he