“Yeah, who knew either one of them would share.”
“You had sex with Eli and Mace?”
“Shout it louder for the people walking by to hear.”
“There is no one here. Cassie, you cannot ask me not to freak the fuck out when you tell me you fucked not one but two bikers. And one of them was Handlebar,” she quietens and her face grows contemplative. “I never thought he would do that.”
“You and me both. It wasn’t as simple as him giving in and letting Mace get what he came there for. He took control, of everything,including Mace.”
“You’re doing it again.”
“Sorry, Eli is the kind of man who likes to dominate. Just shut up and let me finish before I realize this isn’t what I do and walk out of here leaving you guessing,” I cut off whatever she was going to say about learning that side of Handlebar.
“You don’t want to know what I’d be guessing.”
“He was into it, part of it. It was only afterwards when they left I realized what Eli did.”
And that was what made me mad and confused and even more stunned it even happened. I explain what I mean, without too much detail, how Eli allowed Mace to be there, but he didn’t let him fuck me. He manipulated the situation, so he got what he wanted, and Mace only felt like he had.
Although I’m pretty sure Mace figured that out too, eventually. Not that he didn’t get anything out of it, or it all unlocked some kink of my own I didn’t know I wanted, or would ever actually do.
At the time, Eli’s dirty words, and how hehelpedme suck Mace’s dick before fucking me senseless, was too much for me to think of anything else. Then Mace coming up behind me, all that hard muscle, his lips and his fingers in my ass, while I was riding Eli.
It caused my brain to malfunction, and the orgasm was like nothing I’d ever experienced before.
“You’re blushing.”
“I’m fucking burning up,” I say, fanning my face. Wave smiles, then we both laugh. “Okay, it’s not funny. I don’t know what to do.”
“Seems like fun was had all around. It can’t happen again?”
“Eli probably lost his shit when he left and Mace figuring out how he actually did technically get cock blocked means he’ll be pissed too.”
“Who knew Handlebar was so underhand, yet generous.”
“That’s one way to look at it. I’m starting to doubt myself, Wave. I mean, here I am wanting to see how much more I can handle and they’re likely to beat the shit out of each other if they’re in the same room.”
“That could be kind of hot.”
“Would it hurt you to be serious?”
“I am,” she sighs and sits forward. “You need to talk to them.”
“No thanks.”
Although I don’t have much choice. Not given I need them to do this thing for King. There is no choice, I need to see them.
“Well, you have two options. You either get over it and move on, do what you have to do for dad. Or you talk it out, feel them out, or up,” she grins. “And see if they want to do it again. Do you want to do it again?”
“No,” I shout. “I don’t know. Maybe… Itwashot,” I admit.
“How do you know what to do?” she asks. “Like, who goes where?”
“It just flows, and there was no dual…” I wave a hand. “But I imagine so long as everyone is in sync it can work,” I frown thinking about it. I mean, if Handlebar laid back, and I moved over him, Mace could have taken out his finger and at the right angle…Fuck.
“Damn,” Wave interrupts my dirty thoughts. “I can’t even imagine what it would be like. I can just about handle Hudson,” she gets a faraway look for a second. “Would you let them do that?” her head snaps back to me, her eyes wide with unconcealed amusement. “Both of them, at the same time? The sexy meat in a hot biker sandwich.”
“Stop it.” I nudge her knee with my foot.
