“I want to know what it’s like,” Cam insisted. “Otherwise my imagination will keep going crazy and making me feel inadequate.”
I crossed the room and went to him, taking his hands in mine. “Oh, Cam. There’s nothing inadequate about you.”
He flashed me a boyish grin. “I know. But I need to see that for myself.”
“As long as you’re sure that you’re ready,” I said.
Jace stood up and stretched his arms over his head. “He’s ready.”
He moved slowly, cupping the back of my neck and coming in for a tender kiss. I was dimly aware of Cam standing up, but instead of joining us, he moved from the couch to the armchair off to the side.
“I want to watch for a bit,” he announced when I glanced at him. “Pretend I’m not here.”
“But I’m glad you’re here,” I said, running my fingers through Jace’s thick hair. “Your presence makes all of this so much better.”
Cam blushed, but continued watching us hungrily.
Jace pulled me down to the couch and made out with me for a while, like we had all the time in the world. I knew he was doing it for Cam’s benefit, easing him into the whole situation, but I was loving the slow, careful attention. Lately, Jace had been insatiable with his desire for me, taking me quick and fast and hard. Which I definitely loved, but it was nice to get a change of pace sometimes.
I spread my legs slightly as Jace began rubbing me through my jeans. When I glanced over at Cam, I was relieved to see that theyounger man felt comfortable enough to stroke himself through his pants.
Jace slid off the couch, going to his knees before me. He peeled off my jeans with agonizing slowness, his breath lingering above my sex as his fingers curled under the elastic waistband of my panties.
“Enjoying the show?” he asked.
“Yes,” Cam said curtly. “This is a lot better than I expected.”
“Better?” I asked.
“Hotter,” Cam replied, eyes alive with fire. “It’s so hot.”
“Keep watching,” I commanded. “But let us know when you’re ready to participate—ohh.”
The last word turned into a moan as Jace buried his face in my pussy, tongue sliding side to side and up and down. Cam bit his lip and finally removed his pants so he could properly enjoy the sight.
“That’s better,” I purred at him before turning my full attention back to the way Jace was devouring me. We’d been together long enough that he knew exactly what I liked, and tonight he had an audience. I squirmed, moaned, and writhed on the couch as he ate me out, eventually gripping my thighs to hold me in place as I came apart under his expert tongue.
“Jesus,” Cam said over on the couch. “I thought I’d feel jealous, but this is amazing.”
“Right?” Jace said, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. “It’s even better when you participate instead of just watching. If you’re ready for that.”
Cam’s eyes lit up. “Yes. Yes, I’m ready.”
I grabbed a handful of Jace’s hair and pulled him to my lips. “Go get the toys from my bedroom.”
“Which ones?” he asked.
“Whichever ones you want.”
He stood up, towering over me for a moment, the hard-on in his jeans impossible to miss. “I know exactly what to get.”
While he went to retrieve those, I strolled over to Cam and straddled him in the chair. “You’ve been a good student so far, but now it’s time for a hands-on exercise.”
He sighed as I ground my pussy against his exposed cock. “Tell me what to do, Professor Carrington.”
“Take my shirt off. Then my bra.”
Cam’s hands slid up my waist and tugged my shirt over my head, then unclasped my bra. My breasts fell free, the cool air instantly making the nipples harder than they already were.
