“I’m not answering that.” I snorted and sat up, drinking my wine and trying not to remember every touch of their skin on mine. Lila rolled her eyes and I giggled. “Don’t start.”
“I’m not starting anything.” She grabbed her phone and typed, then she showed me the screen. “But if you ever get the chance, you have to try this position with them. They’ve already rocked your world, but this will rock theirs too.”
I took her phone and turned it sideways. “I can’t even tell what’s happening.”
“Oh, girl. I really hope they change their mind. And I know you didn’t bring it up, but I’m going to, don’t be afraid to talk tothem. Tell them what you want. Men like that, who listen to you, are too good to pass up. They know how to please you, and it sounds like that’s what they want. So let them.”
They’d said something similar last night. “It just feels weird. I mean, saying fuck and cock around you is one thing, but with them?”
“With them, they know what to do with fuck and cock and cunt and ass.”
“Lila!”
“Oh, don’tLilame.” Lila scooted closer and put her arm around my shoulders. “You might not get another chance, but if you do, go for it. What can it hurt?”
She had a point.
My phone dinged, and Dante’s name appeared on the screen.
“Ohhh.” Lila wiggled her eyebrows and snatched my phone from the coffee table. “What’s it say?”
I unlocked the screen and scrolled to the message with Lila leaning to read over my shoulder. My mouth went dry as I read and then reread the text.
Dante:We all agreed this would be a one-time thing, but after further discussion, we would like to request another ‘private meeting’ with you. Perhaps after the company gala?
Lila covered her mouth with both hands and let out a short but excited scream. “They want to have sex with you again.”
“You don’t know that.” I ignored the undertones of the message and tried to take it at exact face value. My heart turned somersaults and my stomach clenched. I wanted it too much. Iknew that already, and it wouldn’t be fair of me to assume they wanted more.
Lila grabbed my arm and shook me hard. “Stop that. Read the damned message, Harper. They asked for a private meeting after the gala. That can only mean one thing. Are you going?”
I hesitated, my hands warming around the phone. “I hadn’t planned on going since I don’t have a date.”
“Fuck that. You have three men who want to see you afterward. You don’t need to take a date.” My best friend in the whole world shook me again. “Harper, I swear to god, if you ignore this I will never speak to you again.”
I snorted. “Yes, you will.”
She huffed a laugh. “You’re right. But I’ll still be pissed as hell. I get that it’s not ideal, but damn it, girl. You need this. I need this for you. Let me live vicariously through you.” She tapped the phone screen, making it light up. “It’s Dante, isn’t it?” She tapped the screen again with one long red nail. “Dante has the biggest dick. He gives big dick energy.”
“I’m not talking to you about that.” My cheeks heated as memories swept in. Dante wasn’t the biggest of the three, but that mattered about as much as what color I decided to paint my nails. They knew what they were doing. Did having a larger than average cock help? Sure.
But they’d gotten me off with their hands and mouths with such stunning pleasure that I couldn’t care less about their size. Well…maybe I cared a little. They sure did feel good when they stretched me to my limit, filling every possible inch of me.
Grinning, Lila flopped backward onto the couch and grabbed her wine. “Fine. But I want details afterward.”
“Ew.” I pretended to gag. “I don’t ask for details about your sex life.”
“Because you don’t have to. I tell you every single detail.In detail.”
“Not because I want to hear it. I’m agreeing to meet with them, so you don’t have to hound me about it.” I rolled my eyes as Lila squealed and bounced on the couch, but I couldn’t help grinning as I typed out a short message to Dante.
After the gala is fine with me.
I left it at that. My fingers twitched on the screen, a million questions racing through my thoughts. I wanted to know what exactly they meant. Was Lila right and they couldn’t let me go after our agreement? It seemed impossible. No man had ever chosen to sleep with me more than once. If I got them into bed at all, it was exactly as Dante pointed out. The guy in my bed found his release but never seemed to give a fuck about mine.
I’d been left empty and unfulfilled and desperate enough to drag out the toys tucked away in the drawer beside my bed. That was supposed to be the point of having a man over, to have connection and fulfillment. If I wanted to get off, it was easy enough with the use of a dildo.
A sigh worked its way up from my core. I locked it behind my teeth and tried to keep my face from giving away my frustration.
