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“Just say how you feel,” he said encouragingly.

“I considered taking you up on your offer of…sex,” I admitted, my face burning. “But I don’t know if I can have sex with…” My voice wavered. I couldn’t bring myself to say with Elliott too with him right there staring at me. Fortunately, Dane understood.

“You’re attracted to Elliott,” he said.

“Yes, but I was hoping maybe the two of us could talk more, maybe go slower than how things went at the mixer.”

“I don’t do that. If there is no attraction, no passion, I don’t waste my time with dinner and conversation,” he replied bluntly. “My idea of going slow starts with sex, and I’m turned on by what is happening with you and Elliot right now.”

“Is that how things worked with you and your partner?” I said, broaching the subject again. “I don’t want to hurt her.”

He went quiet for a few moments and then answered. “She’s not with me, but that’s about as much as I wish to discuss on the matter.”

I frowned and took a few steps away then leaned against one of the built-in shelves, ever aware that Elliott was near and watching me. I didn’t exactly understand what he meant. She wasn’t with him, but were they still together? Why wasn’t I willing to walk away knowing he had someone else, even if she was okay with sharing him? Everything about the situation was compromising the person I thought I was. Never would I have ever imagined myself being involved with a man who belonged to another woman. Then again, he had said she wasn’t with him anymore.

I felt so exposed in that moment. Elliott’s kiss had left me wanting more, and I was slick between my thighs at the prospect. Why should it matter so much if it was only going to be one night with him, or with them both?

My whole body burned with anticipation. I eyed Elliott, who stood quietly staring over at me while Dane and I spoke. Starting with someone other than the person I was most interested in seemed wrong. “Maybe Elliott and I can try another kiss?”

“If you can come from that kiss, you can try,” he replied dryly. “I know you can from his touch, and we both know that’s not what you really want. Elliott touching you isn’t a deal-breaker for me. I want Elliott to make you come, and I want to listen to it happen. You want it too. Now, hand back the phone to Elliott.” His tone held an authority; something about it freed me of my reservations and heated my body with liquid fire. In the end, it was all me, and he was right—I not only wanted Elliott to touch me, it turned me on to think Dane would be listening in while he did it.

Elliott took his phone from my trembling hand and placed it on a shelf facing upward, letting me know they must have discussed this possibility and were already in agreement. His blue eyes were dark and hot as his gaze swept over me

Waves of heat surged through me and I squeezed my thighs together to soothe the ache, my hand moving along the button of my pants. “Elliott,” I moaned. I didn’t know what to do or how to start.

He was quick to grab my hips. “Touching yourself will earn you a spanking when we’re having sex together, unless I command you to do it, but you didn’t know that yet. Now, kiss me.”

He took my head in his hands. His fingers twisted in my hair, tilting my head up toward his own, and then his open lips came down on mine with a ferocity that took my breath away. I felt the powerful press of his lips as he stroked his mouth against my own. If I’d had doubts about what Elliott wanted or thought of me, they were gone. My need and desire awakened as I let loose some of my own control. I gave in to his kisses, which had a faint taste of cinnamon, his tongue warm and soft. It felt so good I could have continued to kiss him all night, but then he broke the kiss, pulled my jeans down to my knees, and cupped me between my legs.

A rush of excitement went through me at his command. My body came to life and my shyness ebbed as I worked my jeans and underwear down to my ankles. I was tapping into that sexual part of me again, that throbbing need Elliott seemed to recognize as a part of me.

My eyes flicked to Elliott, who was still staring hard at me, though his gaze was now lower. He ran his tongue over his lips suggestively and my body tightened. The air thickened between us, and for a few seconds all we could hear was the sound of our breaths as I worked up the nerve to place his hand where he wanted me to, where I wanted him to be. It was just so brash.

“Elliott,” I whispered. “I don’t know…”

“All you need to think about is how much I want to feel you come again,” he said.

Why not do what I wanted? This was for me.

He took my hand, placed it between his legs, and moved it against the erection filling his jeans. Feeling Elliott so turned on sent heat surging to my already aching, throbbing clit and was the catalyst that moved me to take Elliott’s large hand between my thighs. My skin tingled and I gasped at the first contact of his fingers as he touched the smooth surface of my mound. A delicious shiver of want went through me as he placed two fingers around my clit, stroking down through my slick folds. I moaned and moved against his touch.

“She’s killing me.” He said it loud enough that I was sure Dane could hear.

Dane’s voice came through the phone. “Bring the phone close so I can hear the sound of you stroking her wet pussy.”

Elliott picked up the phone with his free hand then brought it down close to my body, and we both moaned as I gapped my legs wider and he strummed his fingers through my wetness. I was too far gone to think. All I wanted to do was come. “You’ve got a pretty little pussy. You’re going to squeeze the fuck out of our cocks.” Elliott’s voice was harsh in my ear as he put down the phone. He pushed two fingers inside me. “Let Dane hear you.”

My moans were loud between my shallow breaths as Elliott continued to fuck me with his fingers.

Elliott worked in a third finger. “Show me how you’ll move when I fuck you.” Grasping tight to his shoulders, I let out a cry.

“Damn, put her on live so I can watch her do it,” Dane commanded.

Elliott pressed the app on his phone and held the screen down as I moved my hips against his fingers. Knowing Dane was watching now made my walls tighten. Elliott let go of the phone, and I was too gone to stop. I went with it, losing myself in the exquisite sensation. Elliott’s fingers moved in and out of me faster, his thumb pressing down on my clit until I stiffened in his arms as I came. This time I didn’t fall under the weight of self-condemnation; I quietly relaxed my face into his shoulder. I felt light as the climactic bliss coursed through my body.

He held me close and kept stroking inside of me as I rode out the sensations. “You’re sexy when you come, Gia. Fuck, take out my cock and squeeze it.”

I feverishly obeyed his request, fumbling with the button of his pants and reaching into his boxers to fulfill his demand. I took his engorged hot shaft in my hand, wrapping around his thick girth and squeezing.

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