“I’ve been thinking about him again.” I crawl into his lap and nestle into the crook of his neck.
Linus raises a brow. “Liam?”
“Fireball’s playing a bunch of shows with LTZ this summer.” I kiss his cheek. “Do you think he’d be open to reconnecting with you?”
“I don’t know.” He pulls off my shirt and cups my breasts, thrumming my nipples into little bullets. “Let me guess. You’re in the mood to play three-way. Wanna tell me again how you fucked two men at the same time?”
I look into his eyes. There’s never any jealousy in our role-playing. Only heat. Curiosity. Hunger coiled behind restraint. My fingertip traces the inside of his thigh. Up, across his stomach. His abs twitch beneath the touch.
“It was like being lit from the inside,” I whisper into his ear. “Their hands never left me. One kissed my throat while the other sucked my clit. They took their time. I felt everything.”
I feel his cock rise against my hip.
“They opened me together. One slid his fingers in first, then the other followed. They made me ready. I was so wet I could hear it. I took both of their cocks. One of them in my pussy, the other in my ass. I was full to the point of breaking. My body didn’t know what to hold on to.”
I pulldown his sweatpants. Stroke him as I speak. “Every thrust made me shatter and reform. They fucked me like I was precious.”
He curses softly, shaft twitching in my hand.
“I came all over them. I felteverything. My pussy, my ass, my whole body. I didn’t feel shame. I felt wanted. Worshipped.”
He groans, low in his chest and bucks into my hand.
“You want to be fucked by me and him, don’t you?”
“Aye. I think about it all the time.” He looks down at my fist. “Fuckin’ you while he fucks me. The other way around. Both of us inside your pussy. Or, one of us in your ass the other in your cunt. I want it all.”
His cock twitches in my hand.
I smile as I stroke him. “I want all of it too. I’d love to watch Liam fuck you, I can’t imagine how wet I’d be.”
“Tell me, baby, how did you know?”
I blink. “Know what?”
“You wanted two men? At the same time. Considering your upbringing, I’m curious how it even came up in therapy?”
It’s the first time he’s asked. Even though his cock is in my fist, I can tell the question isn’t about getting off. Well, not directly. He always wants to know me.Allof me. I love him for it.
“You’ve never asked me about this.”
He slips his hand between us and circles my clit. “I’ve always wondered.”
“It started as a feeling,” I recall. “A memory I couldn’t stop circling. When I first escaped, I played a college party to earn money. I remember seeing two men in the kitchen. One had his hand on the other’s back and I couldn’t stop staring. I’d been taught two men loving each other was wrong.”
Linus’s chest quivers when I rub precum over his crown. He slips his fingers inside my pussy.
“From the living room where I was playing, I watched them in the kitchen across the hall. I remember it vividly. Bigfarmhouse basin. Old green tile. Fairy lights taped around the window.”
His fingers pause inside me.
“They were kissing. Not softly. Like they needed it.”
He stares at me now.
“I couldn’t look away. One had his hand in the other’s hair, holding his face like it meanteverything.”
He closes his eyes. Swallows.
