You fucking idiot. He’s not looking at you that way, he’s anticipating what he’s going to do to Mav.
Mav jumped off his stool, sliding his bottle of water closer to me. “I’ll be right back.”
I felt like a perv watching Mav talk to John. The two of them couldn’t keep their hands off each other, and my eyes were glued to the hem of Mav’s skirt when John slipped a hand under the pleated fabric. Mav’s head fell back, and he bit his lip. My gaze drifted to Blake, who seemed to be having the same problem I was. His eyes met mine as he reached down to adjust himself.
Realization slammed into me, knocking me off-balance. I was so damned worried about being dependent on anyone that I was depriving myself of something that made me happy. There were plenty of guys who found a way to scene and fuck around without falling head-over-heels in love, and it was time I took a cue from them.
Did I want Blake? Uh, stupid question, because what he lacked in appearance, hemorethan made up for in personality. But that didn’t mean I was in love with him.
I spread my legs wider, giving Blake a glimpse of what he was missing out on by pussyfooting around me. I didn’t know what had gotten into me, but I was done being a passive character in my own life.Thiswas what it meant to take care of myself. I needed to make sure he knew I wasn’t fragile and that I was his for the taking.
He dipped his head, as if giving me permission to touch myself. Right as I pressed a hand to my zipper to do just that, the spell was broken by Mav bounding up to me.
“I want to ask you something, but you have to promise me that even if you think it’s weird and a bad idea, it won’t make things awkward between us. You’re one of my only friends here, and I want to keep it that way. If you think I’m being stupid, you need to find one of those Men in Black memory zapper things.” His fingernails dug into my skin and he didn’t let go.
I snorted, trying to hide my amusement. Five minutes ago, I would have been scared of whatever he had up his sleeve, but now I was intrigued. “That doesn’t sound ominous at all.”
“Promise me, Danny,” he insisted. “I’m being serious here right now. If you can’t swear to me you’ll forget I mentioned what I’m starting to think might be one of the worst of all the bad ideas I’ve ever had, I’ll walk away now.”
“Fine, I promise. After that build-up, how could I refuse?”
Mav hopped back onto his stool, the front of his skirt flipping up to show off his erection barely contained by the satin panties he wore. I groaned, wishing I wasn’t so horny I was perving on one of my friends. And then, Mav blew my mind. He scooted closer to me. I held my breath before leaning in.
I might not be into group play for my ownrelationships, but maybe this was exactly what I needed. John and Mav were safe. I could play with them and they wouldn’t think less of me. I respected their relationship, so I wouldn’t find myself longing for more with them. And I could get off, which would maybe clear some of the sexually charged cobwebs from my mind.
Mav placed a hand on my knee, slowly sliding it up my thigh. “I think you’re really hot. That’s why I needed to talk to my Daddy. We want to play with you tonight. I don’t want you sitting out here sad and alone.”
Well, wasn’t that just a five-gallon bucket of ice water dumped over my lust. “I don’t need a pity fuck, Mav.”
Mav’s hand slid even higher on my thigh. “It’s not like that at all. Believe me, I know how bad it feels to be the last one waiting for someone to pick him but, I swear, I’m asking you because I want you to play with me tonight.” If his hand drifted much further, he’d be cupping my dick and I was okay with that. I held my breath as his hand kept moving, gasping when his fingertips brushed the outline of my erection. “I’ve wanted you since the first time I saw you. But things were so new with Daddy and me, I didn’t know how to ask if it was okay for me to touch you.”
“And… He… Damn, why is this so hard?” I couldn’t believe I was really going to do this. I swallowed hard, trying to figure out what I wanted to ask. Mav leaned in and licked a bead of sweat from my temple, and I nearly came in my jeans. Fuck, that shouldn’t be so hot.
He placed a hand on my chest. My breath caught again, and I thought my heart might beat right past my ribs. “I think it’s scary for you. I don’t know what happened to you, but I can tell you’re hurting. Let us take that away, at least for tonight.”
“Is that all this is?” I shook my head. Just sitting here listening to Mav being his sweet self was fucking with my head. I was beginning to doubt my ability to walk away after the come dried. “You don’t want to be with me, Mav. I’m a mess. I don’t want a relationship, but I don’t think I can do casual, either.”
“And that’s okay,” he reassured me. He glanced at John and gave him a thumbs up. John did the same, then started walking our way with Blake in tow. “Have you ever played in a group?”
I shook my head. It wasn’t just to answer his question, but also because my thoughts were starting to spiral out of control.
“Have you wanted to?”
I shook my head again, still speechless.
“I haven’t, either, but the idea of it has always been hot. I mean, Daddy called Dr. B that one night, but that wasn’t the same. I want to do something crazy tonight. And who knows, we might all have fun and leave our worries at the door. Are you in?”
Was I? Could I do this with them? Did Mav know what he was asking of me? I was going to be crushed if we got in there and Blake was cold and impersonal. I didn’t want him to stop asking me how I was doing every night or reminding me he’d be there when I was ready to talk.
Fuck it. I was never going to get what I needed if I didn’t take a chance. I nodded slowly; my gaze still fixed on the imposing men approaching us.
“Then why don’t we talk about what happens after tonight later. Right now, there are two hot Daddies heading our way, and they look ready to eat us up.” He was wrong about that. No way in hell was Blake a Daddy. Sure, he was a caretaker, but he didn’t give off Daddy vibes at all. Mav justwantedhim to be a Daddy because he was convinced they were the best type of Dom.
I stood, cringing when Mav took my hand. My palms were sweaty, and I was sure he could feel me shaking. “Don’t worry, we’re going to help you feel better.”
Right. This was a scene. And Blake’s favorite room in the club was the medical room. From the chatter I overheard at the bar, he fit in there like the room was designed as his own personal play space.
As we got closer to John and Blake, everything about Mav’s demeanor shifted. He was already slipping into his role as John’s little princess. He batted his long, thick eyelashes at Blake.
