‘Yeah.’ She smiles and takes a sip of her wine, her blue eyes wide above the rim of the glass as she waits for me to expound.
‘Where did that come from?’
She puts her glass down and shrugs. ‘Answer the question and then I’ll tell you.’
Okay then. ‘Why not? I’m sure you’re well aware I’m more than fine with group activities. The more the merrier, I say.’
‘That’s what I thought.’
‘What about you?’
‘I’ve never had one.’ She twirls her wineglass by the stem, avoiding my eyes. ‘And it’s really been bothering me. It was one of the main things on my bucket list for when I got back here, but my cockblocking sister won’t let me loose in Alchemy.’
‘Hmm.’ I take a sip of my wine as I survey her thoughtfully. ‘Well, as you know, I’m happy to fill up that greedy little bucket of yours whenever you like.’
We grin at each other.
‘Any particular… catalyst for this admission?’ I ask casually. ‘Are you thinking a man or a woman? Because God knows I’m fine with both.’
Her mouth twists. I didn’t think Darcy had a self-conscious bone in her body, but she looks almost bashful as she meets my eyes. ‘A man.’
Isn’t that interesting? ‘So you want even more cock than I gave you last night, you greedy little slut? Would this “man” be someone you met tonight, by any chance?’
‘Yeah,’ she confesses. ‘And I know this is—you and I are casual, but I also don’t know how the hell something like this would come about unless we’re in Alchemy and it’s, like, a spontaneous free-for-all.’
‘It’s definitely easier at Alchemy,’ I muse. ‘So, who was this guy? Do you think he’d be game?’
She laughs then. ‘No. Honestly, I think he’d be absolutely horrified. He’d run for the hills.’
I frown. ‘So how come you’ve brought it up?’
‘Because I know he wants me, even if he doesn’t want to.’ She covers my hand with hers on her thigh. ‘And I’m definitely attracted to him. But then I thought, why not have both of you?’
A smile spreads slowly across my face. ‘You little fucking beauty,’ I drawl. ‘Why not indeed? You want both our cocks at the same time, do you?’ God, the mere thought of it has me hardening in my shorts.
‘Well, I thought about it in the cab over here,’ she confesses. ‘And then I couldn’t stop thinking about it. And I like to think I’m pretty liberated, but clearly I haven’t messed around as much as I should have, and, honestly, the thought of both of you naked with me is so insanely hot that I can’t even handle it.’
‘You wouldn’t be able to handle it, you little wench,’ I mutter. ‘You’d fucking combust with pleasure when we made you take our dicks.’
‘Oh, God,’ she groans, shifting on her chair, her hand clamped on mine so it stays securely on her thigh. Like I have any plans to move it away.
‘You didn’t tell me who he is,’ I press. ‘I might know him from Alchemy.’
She snorts. ‘You definitely won’t. He’s an Alchemy virgin—tonight was his first night stepping foot in there, and he didn’t even go into The Playroom. It’s Belle’s brother, Dex. He just moved back from New York.’
‘Belle’s brother, Dex,’ I repeat. ‘Don’t know him. What’s their surname?’
‘I dunno,’ she says, visibly wilting. ‘Bugger.’
I reach for my phone. Let’s take a look at this guy who has my little minx frothing between her legs. ‘Was he at your sister’s wedding?’
‘No, but he would have been at Belle and Rafe’s, obviously. Were you there?’
I shake my head. ‘I don’t know them well enough. But I do follow Belle on Instagram—she’s been sourcing some art for me to liven this place up.’
Her feed is a mixture of professional and personal. Paintings from Liebermann’s, the high-end gallery she works for, and beach shots. She and Rafe spend far too much time on holiday, from the looks of it. I hand my phone to Darcy. ‘Here. Have a look through—see if you spot him.’
She bites down on her lip as she scrolls, and I take her in with pleasure. She’s seriously fucking adorable: fun, and uninhibited, and sexy as fuck. Asking me to raise the kink factor is the icing on the cake.