Embracing Two Women
He gently squeezed his palm, grasping a fistfull of Julie and kneading it.
Her hips unconsciously shifted as her breath deepened. Her hand closed about
his wrist and pried him from her for a moment. He thought he had overstepped
his bounds and was about to withdraw. His arm was being replaced, though this
time his hand slipped under the soft cotton and he felt her hot skin touch his.
Her breast fairly burned as he stroked it, running his thumb over her swollen
nipple.
Julie rolled back against him and then slid slightly away, lieing on her
back. The move slid her chest beneath him and he met the other coral hill as
the shirt fell away. Still he could see nothing, but in his mind he saw them
laying there, Sara deep in sleep, he embracing both women, and Julie with her
bosom open to the room, growing warm beneath the blankets. After what seemed
several hours, she raised her head and pulled his arm from beneath it, laying
it across her body. Julie shifted the blankets, pulling their top beneath his
arm until it dropped beneath them.