Lena’s gaze snaps to him.
“I was there having a drink. I peeped he was escalating,” Calil continues calmly. “I stepped in and beat his ass.”
I squeeze Lena’s hands. “If he hadn’t been there… this conversation would be completely different. You’d be getting a completely different version of me right now. Everything that could’ve gone wrong would’ve.”
Silence settles in the room. Lena looks between us, absorbing the weight of it.
“You waited?” she asks Calil.
He nods once. “I knew the guy wasn’t done. I made sure I waited in my car until last call. Just in case.”
Her expression softens, gratitude and something deeper flickering across her face.
“And then?” she presses gently.
“I drove her home,” he says.
I feel heat creep up my neck. The thoughts of how we connected replaying.
“And he came inside,” I add, glancing at him.
Lena’s brows lift. “Oh?”
Calil smirks slightly. “We talked.”
“Talked about what,” she asks as amusement dances across her face.
“About the feelings and intrigue we have for each other,” I answer honestly.
Lena leans back slowly, pleasantly surprised. “Go on.”
We both laugh at her tone.
“And,” I continue, trying not to blush like I’m sixteen, “I sat in his lap completely naked and stroked my dick against his until I made a mess all over him. Then swallowed his.”
Lena goes quiet for a moment. Just long enough for my stomach to flip.
Then she bursts out playful and dramatic. “I’m jealous as hell.”
We all laugh.
“I know that was a sexy filthy good time,” she adds with a grin, eyes sparkling. “And I cannot wait for the next round of pleasure between the three of us.”
The heat in the room shifts from tension to anticipation.
Then her expression turns serious again, but not heavy.
“I would love for the three of us to explore a relationship together,” she says gently. “There’s no pressure to answer now. I just want it on the table.”
I look at Calil.
He looks at me.
“I’d love that,” he says first.
I nod, heart steady. “So would I.”
The relief that washes over Lena is visible. She pulls us both in, and the three of us collide in a kiss that’s warm, grateful, full of promise rather than chaos.
