Was Elliott kinkier than I thought? I could definitely feel a dominant vibe from him earlier. More of that could besomuch fun.
Grinning to myself, I tiptoed back down the hall, letting them have the privacy they clearly wanted.
When I opened the bedroom door, Jack was propped up on his elbows, his hair sticking out in every direction, and his morning wood tenting his boxer briefs.
He raised his eyebrows at me, his dimples deepening.
“Good timing, sweetheart.”
9
Jackie
By noon, the sky was gray again, and snow was plummeting to the ground over the previous day’s snow pile.
We all moved around casually as if the night before hadn’t happened, but not in a weird way–more like, it was casual and felt easy, so there wasn’t really any need to talk about it.
But I felt the shift in all of us. I noticed the way Hana easily rested her leg over my lap as we watched a couple episodes of our show. I noticed the way Jack’s hand lingered on my arm as he moved passed me in the kitchen. I noticed Elliott’s arm resting on the back of the couch behind me, his fingers lightly brushing Hana’s shoulders.
“So, now that we’ve fucked, why don’t we talk about what’s on the table?” Jack said suddenly as the credits rolled, the next episode queued up.
Hana’s head whipped over to him, as did mine. He wasn’t exactly shy, but I certainly didn’t expect that to come out of his mouth…at least right at that moment.
Elliott chuckled beside me.
“What?” Jack asked with amusement as he looked between me and Hana.
“I mean…I guess that’s a fair question,” Hana said quietly, slowly glancing over at me, then Elliott.
I turned my head and glanced at Elliott. His eyes were soft, and he didn’t seem bothered by the question.
“I say it’s a free-for-all weekend. Or however long we’re stuck here for,” Jack said, waving his hand around, as Elliott and I both looked back at him.
Hana looked ahead, not making eye contact with us, as if bracing for our answer.
I turned to Elliott, and he eyed me curiously. “I think that’s something we should talk about before we answer,” I said slowly, gauging his reaction.
He nodded slowly. “Agreed.”
We both glanced back at Hana and Jack.
“Alright then. Fair enough. Hana, darling…care to join me in the other room for a chat?”
She took his hand and stood up. She eyed me almost apologetically. “No pressure, guys. Really,” she said, giving us her crooked smile before whisking Jack down the hallway.
I turned my body toward Elliott, waiting for him to start, but I took the plunge instead.
“What do you think?” I asked, taking his hand.
He sighed a little. “We do need to discuss boundaries. I think that will be the healthiest option,” he said with a nod.
“So…” I started. “What areyourboundaries?”
In a way, I was hoping he’d have none, that we’d have a “free-for-all” as Jack put it. Just an uninhibited weekend to let go, and then carry on with our lives, or at least until we all saw each other again.
Elliott licked his lips. “Tell me your boundaries first, Jacqueline,” he said quietly. “You know that your pleasure is what turns me on the most. I want to know what will give you the most pleasure.”
My heart swelled. Fuck, I loved him.
