She licked her lips, unable to deny how much the idea appealed to her. God how it appealed to her. “All right then.”
Todd nodded. “Go in the bedroom. Take off your clothes, get on that bed and wait for me. I need to talk with Ben a bit more.”
Todd turned to Ben once she’d left the room. “Did I make you uncomfortable?” Todd asked carefully as he opened another beer. “You seemed to be into it; it was pretty clear you knew what was going on.”
“Uncomfortable in that my dick is so hard I can’t walk. Dude, your woman is on-fire hot. I like how she confronted this head-on. Any good D/s relationship—hell, any relationship, period—won’t work without communication. I just wanted to be sure she was into it and not just saying yes because you topped her into it.”
Todd took a deep breath and nodded. “She and I had it before but I ran. I’m not running from what I am anymore. I’m lucky to have her, lucky she loves me.”
“You are. I’m into it; I’ve said so. I just want to be sure this isn’t something you’ve ordered her to do.”
Desire, like a fever, heated Todd’s skin. “I’d never do that. I like to dominate her. I don’t want to humiliate her or treat her like a thing. It’s something I’d like to give her. Something I’d like to share with you.”
“And you like to watch.”
He had to admit it, he supposed. Ben had been his friend for a very long time—if not to him, then to whom? “Yes. I like to watch. She likes to be watched. It works out, I guess. I don’t know what this will be like when all is said and done. But I want to say up front I don’t think you’re a tourist in my relationship. You’re my best friend.” He wanted Ben to understand that.
“Is there anything you don’t want? Ground rules?” Ben’s eyes glittered as they shifted toward the bedroom.
“You wear a condom when you f**k her. She can suck your cock, if she wants, but you can’t come in her mouth. That’s mine. You can’t . . . Nothing sexual if I’m not there. Maybe later, I don’t know, but for now I’m not okay with it.”
Ben shook his head. “Dude, I’d never do that to you. That’s why I’m asking up front. What’s more? That woman in there loves your ass; she’d never do that either. The rest of your rules are fine as long as I can eat that pu**y. I take it you have condoms? I have a few on me if you don’t.”
“Eat it to your heart’s content.” Todd grinned. “She loves it when I go down on her. And yeah, I know she’s mine. It’s why I trust you enough to share.”
“Can I top her too?”
Todd wanted to groan at the very idea. “Yeah. Yeah.” His hands shook as he stood and held one out to Ben. “Shall we?”
Ben took the hand and stood. “Hell yes.”
20
Erin had arranged herself three different ways while she waited for Todd and Ben to come in.
Nervous energy had led her to light some candles and turn off all but the lamp next to the bed. Holy crap, she was going to have sex with two men. Two beyond-hot men, and her boyfriend was the guy who had suggested it.
The day just got better and better. Or she hoped. Ben was hot and hard and totally in shape. Much more than she was. Lord. Okay, she needed to stop. She was Erin Brown, damn it!
Todd came through the door first and took her in as she knelt on the bed, her hands clasped behind her, resting at the small of her back. He stopped and took a deep breath.
“Christ.” He stood over her just moments later. “You’re so f**king beautiful this way. Every way really, but this . . .” He swallowed and ate her up with his gaze.
She looked at him, smiling. It had been a last-minute thing, deciding to do that, but she remembered the time in her condo when she’d knelt for him; it had done a similar thing to him then.
Ben shadowed the doorway and she moved her gaze to him. The two of them stood side by side, and butterflies settled low in her gut.
“Pierced ni**les . . . gorgeous.” Ben’s voice had gone thick and low.
They both seemed to wait for Todd’s lead, which was funny to Erin but still made sense in its own way.
“It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen,” Todd said, brushing a forefinger over each of her ni**les, which were beyond sensitive by that point. She moaned, arching into his touch. “Don’t just stand there, Ben, my girl needs some attention.” Todd spoke, but he never took his eyes from Erin.
Ben moved with a sure grace, pulling his T-shirt off as he did, and she blinked. She’d seen him on the Fourth when they all swam in the lake, and she’d seen him working around the house. She knew he was nicely built, but she’d held back from looking super closely, because he was her boyfriend’s best friend and a girl just didn’t do that. Free to look her fill, she did, gazing from the broad, wide chest to the flat belly and narrow hips.
Her cunt spasmed, still slick and swollen from an evening of erotic torture.
“I’m going to put my mouth and hands all over you, Erin. Is that all right with you?” Ben asked, the bed dipping as he got on. His jeans slung low on lean hips.
She nodded and Todd’s hand slid up to fit around her neck, collaring but not tight. It was enough to sweep pleasure through her like a brisk fire. She gasped and so did he. Each new thing they found together was hotter than the last.
Ben’s thumb traced over a hip bone and then over the tats on her belly.
Todd nodded. “Go in the bedroom. Take off your clothes, get on that bed and wait for me. I need to talk with Ben a bit more.”
Todd turned to Ben once she’d left the room. “Did I make you uncomfortable?” Todd asked carefully as he opened another beer. “You seemed to be into it; it was pretty clear you knew what was going on.”
“Uncomfortable in that my dick is so hard I can’t walk. Dude, your woman is on-fire hot. I like how she confronted this head-on. Any good D/s relationship—hell, any relationship, period—won’t work without communication. I just wanted to be sure she was into it and not just saying yes because you topped her into it.”
Todd took a deep breath and nodded. “She and I had it before but I ran. I’m not running from what I am anymore. I’m lucky to have her, lucky she loves me.”
“You are. I’m into it; I’ve said so. I just want to be sure this isn’t something you’ve ordered her to do.”
Desire, like a fever, heated Todd’s skin. “I’d never do that. I like to dominate her. I don’t want to humiliate her or treat her like a thing. It’s something I’d like to give her. Something I’d like to share with you.”
“And you like to watch.”
He had to admit it, he supposed. Ben had been his friend for a very long time—if not to him, then to whom? “Yes. I like to watch. She likes to be watched. It works out, I guess. I don’t know what this will be like when all is said and done. But I want to say up front I don’t think you’re a tourist in my relationship. You’re my best friend.” He wanted Ben to understand that.
“Is there anything you don’t want? Ground rules?” Ben’s eyes glittered as they shifted toward the bedroom.
“You wear a condom when you f**k her. She can suck your cock, if she wants, but you can’t come in her mouth. That’s mine. You can’t . . . Nothing sexual if I’m not there. Maybe later, I don’t know, but for now I’m not okay with it.”
Ben shook his head. “Dude, I’d never do that to you. That’s why I’m asking up front. What’s more? That woman in there loves your ass; she’d never do that either. The rest of your rules are fine as long as I can eat that pu**y. I take it you have condoms? I have a few on me if you don’t.”
“Eat it to your heart’s content.” Todd grinned. “She loves it when I go down on her. And yeah, I know she’s mine. It’s why I trust you enough to share.”
“Can I top her too?”
Todd wanted to groan at the very idea. “Yeah. Yeah.” His hands shook as he stood and held one out to Ben. “Shall we?”
Ben took the hand and stood. “Hell yes.”
20
Erin had arranged herself three different ways while she waited for Todd and Ben to come in.
Nervous energy had led her to light some candles and turn off all but the lamp next to the bed. Holy crap, she was going to have sex with two men. Two beyond-hot men, and her boyfriend was the guy who had suggested it.
The day just got better and better. Or she hoped. Ben was hot and hard and totally in shape. Much more than she was. Lord. Okay, she needed to stop. She was Erin Brown, damn it!
Todd came through the door first and took her in as she knelt on the bed, her hands clasped behind her, resting at the small of her back. He stopped and took a deep breath.
“Christ.” He stood over her just moments later. “You’re so f**king beautiful this way. Every way really, but this . . .” He swallowed and ate her up with his gaze.
She looked at him, smiling. It had been a last-minute thing, deciding to do that, but she remembered the time in her condo when she’d knelt for him; it had done a similar thing to him then.
Ben shadowed the doorway and she moved her gaze to him. The two of them stood side by side, and butterflies settled low in her gut.
“Pierced ni**les . . . gorgeous.” Ben’s voice had gone thick and low.
They both seemed to wait for Todd’s lead, which was funny to Erin but still made sense in its own way.
“It’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen,” Todd said, brushing a forefinger over each of her ni**les, which were beyond sensitive by that point. She moaned, arching into his touch. “Don’t just stand there, Ben, my girl needs some attention.” Todd spoke, but he never took his eyes from Erin.
Ben moved with a sure grace, pulling his T-shirt off as he did, and she blinked. She’d seen him on the Fourth when they all swam in the lake, and she’d seen him working around the house. She knew he was nicely built, but she’d held back from looking super closely, because he was her boyfriend’s best friend and a girl just didn’t do that. Free to look her fill, she did, gazing from the broad, wide chest to the flat belly and narrow hips.
Her cunt spasmed, still slick and swollen from an evening of erotic torture.
“I’m going to put my mouth and hands all over you, Erin. Is that all right with you?” Ben asked, the bed dipping as he got on. His jeans slung low on lean hips.
She nodded and Todd’s hand slid up to fit around her neck, collaring but not tight. It was enough to sweep pleasure through her like a brisk fire. She gasped and so did he. Each new thing they found together was hotter than the last.
Ben’s thumb traced over a hip bone and then over the tats on her belly.
