I glance at Callum, and he’s watching Jon David again. Something unreadable passes between them—an expression, a flicker of meaning I can’t quite place.
Then his gaze slides to me, all warmth and Southern ease. “Everything okay, sweetheart?”
Jon David moves closer and rubs my back. “She’s fine. Once we’re in the bedroom, she’ll relax. Right, baby?”
My smile is thin and forced. “Sure.”
Something inside me goes cold. Callum keeps looking at Jon David like they share a secret. Every laugh from Jon David lands in Callum’s direction, not mine.
Callum leans forward, elbows on his knees, swirling the amber in his glass. His eyes flick between the two of us. “All right, sweetheart. We should talk about the rules and boundaries, what’s on the table and what’s not.”
Jon David grins, eyes lit with anticipation. His hand moves to the nape of my neck, fingers slipping into my hair, stroking slowly. “Yeah, yeah. Totally. We’re all about communication, right, baby?”
My heart thuds. “Sure.”
Callum’s gaze drags over me. “Are you comfortable with oral? Giving and receiving?”
It’s been four years since I’ve fucked anyone other than Jon David. I’m not a prude, but letting someone else touch me—someoneI don’t know—hits harder than I expected. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to feel.
Heat climbs my cheeks. “Yeah. I’m into oral. Both ways.”
Jon David leans in, pressing a kiss to my cheek. He drags his thumb along my neck as he pulls back. “Perfect, right? Told you she would be.”
Callum’s eyes flick to Jon David, then settle back on me. “What are your thoughts about watching us?”
“Uswho?” The room tilts under me. “You two?”
Jon David’s hand caresses my back. “We agreed to be open, remember? To explore together.”
The night is changing right in front of me.
This was supposed to be for me… while he watched.
But I see it now—I’m not the reason we’re here.
“No… you said this was for me. You told me it was aboutmypleasure. That you wanted to watch me come undone under another man, and then I’d have both of you. Two men worshipping and devouring me.”
Jon David’s smile is unbothered. “Itisabout your pleasure, baby. You’ve just gotta loosen your grip a little. Let it happen. Trust me.”
Callum leans in. “You okay with double penetration, sweetheart?”
My brain short-circuits. I blink, breath caught halfway to my lungs.
No, I hadn’t thought about that.
Two men… at once. The image of it slams into my brain.
My throat tightens, fear coiling in my gut.
“I… I don’t know,” I whisper, the words barely forming. “That’s… a lot.” Especially for someone who didn’t go looking for this.
Jon David rubs my back again, slower now, more carefully. “It’s all right, baby. No pressure.”
But Callum doesn’t back off. His eyes catch mine, dark and gleaming.
“Anal?” he asks, as if it’s the most natural next step in the world.
I open my mouth, but nothing comes out.
