“You really missed me last night, huh? You’re bringing your A-game.”
“I always bring my A-game.”
I laughed. “Right, sorry. Didn’t mean to imply…”
“Better.” Kissing my neck, he slid out of me, then headed to the bathroom.
I rolled to face the bathroom and sighed when he walked out, his dick still a little hard, and bit my lip.
“Like what you see?”
“So, so much,” I breathed out.
He climbed back onto the bed and pulled me over his chest. “You’ve forgiven me, then?”
“Ask me in another three orgasms.”
He kissed my temple. “Okay, baby, I’ll work on that.”
“Tell me about this threesome,” I said.
“What do you want to know?”
“How many times have you…um…participated in one?”
“Twice.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. The first time, I was pretty drunk and a little high, it was all about getting sucked off by two women and watching them go to town on each other. I was single, so were they, and it was hot as hell. The second time, though, I was practically sober and I made the mistake of letting my then girlfriend talk me into it.”
“Shesuggested it?”
“Yeah.” He cocked his head. “Baby, biker women can be freaky.”
“I know, but I’ve never known one willing to share.”
“Yeah, I found that out mid-fuck,” he admitted.
I gasped. “No way.”
He grimaced. “Yeah. Needless to say, she and I broke up and I decided that it wasn’t worth it. Nothing like that has happened for close to five years.”
I raised an eyebrow. “Do you want it?”
“No.” He stroked my back. “Honestly, it’s all fun and games when you’re single and high, but I’ve kind of always been a one woman man, so it was never my jam.”
“Okay, good, because I willneversuggest a threesome.”
He chuckled. “I couldn’t handle more than you anyway, so I appreciate that.”
I rolled my eyes. “Did you talk to Wrath?”
“About what?”
I leaned up so I could meet his eyes. “Are you serious?”
“Razzle, I’m not gettin’ in the middle of whatever he’s got goin’ with Sierra.”
