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Lea remained where she was on the bed, staring at the scene before her. At first, she had been worried about how her mother would take the reveal and then she had just been dumbfounded at how quickly Caius had her pressed up against the door.
Somehow, Lea and her mother had never had a real conversation about the fact that they both had a relationship with the same man. As unabashed as Lea could be and as open as she and her mother were in discussing matters of sex and attractions—especially her mother's penchant for sexual write-ups—Caius was a topic they never broached.
So Lea wasn't sure how to take what she was seeing. The fact that she knew it had happened was nothing compared to actually witnessing it.
Still, maybe due to the vestiges of climax still coursing through her, Lea suddenly had a hand on her chest, trailing across the valley between her large breasts before circling the areola of one and then moving to the other in tantalizingly slow sensual moves.
