Page 10 of The Best Number

“Sure thing, doll.”

So it’s set. We are doing this. We agree Cassidy will come over at 6 pm on Friday and we’ll have something to eat first.

“I better get some work done, then.” Cassidy rises from the chair. “What do I need to bring on the night? What should I wear?” she asks us both.

“Something comfortable is fine.”

“Or the hottest thing in your wardrobe,” Jack chimes in. “Whichever makes you feel sexier.”

Jack and I stand side by side and watch Cassidy leave. There’s a fire in my belly—excitement about what Friday will bring. I turn to look at Jack, who smoulders as he looks back at me.

“Shall we pregame? Take the edge off?”

I can’t help but laugh at his suggestion. “Even if we took the edge off now, we’ll both still be ready to go by the time Cass gets here Friday.”

“Well then, may as well start the day with some fun.” Jack drops to his knees.Just where I like him.He unbuttons my jeans before pushing them down. My hardening cock springs free and continues to stiffen as Jack wraps his palm around it. He squeezes me firmly, in the way he knows I like, and his warm breath caresses my skin as he takes me in his mouth.

“Fuck, look at you, swallowing my cock,” I praise as I grab the back of his head. He alternates between swirling his tongue over the tip, collecting every drop of pre-cum and taking me deep in his warm, wet mouth.

He fumbles with his sweatpants, releasing his own thick, hard cock. He fists it as he continues to swallow my length. As he takes me deep to the back of his throat, my hand tightens in his hair, making his deep groan vibrate through me.

“What are you most looking forward to about being with her?” I pant out, trying to hold down the orgasm that threatens to explode from me any second. It seems a shame to give him something else to do with his mouth other than giving me thebest head I’ve had in my life, but I want to get a feel for what Jack wants out of the night so I can fulfil everyone’s sexual desires.

Jack lets my cock slip from his lips but works my shaft with one hand and his own with the other. His eyes close briefly as he gulps in air. His lips are swollen and his eyes flash with need as he stares up at me from his position at my feet.I adore him like this.

“I want to have my face buried between her legs while you fuck me from behind. I want her on her knees in front of both of us—sucking us off. And I want her in between us—one of us fucking her mouth while the other pounds her pussy.”

Fuck, I do enjoy Jack’s filthy mouth.

“Sounds good to me,” I pant, as Jack takes me back into his mouth and sucks me dry.

Chapter four

Cassidy

Istand in front of the full-length mirror, my teeth gnawing at my bottom lip as I look myself up and down. I’m wearing a bodycon style dress in electric blue. It’s snug, gliding over my curves. I turn one way and then the other, trying to decide if I feel brave enough to strut across the hall and into Jack’s flat wearing it. I bought it for clubbing with friends after my marriage break-up. I’d been feeling the need to be wild, wanting to push outside of my comfort zone. It’d done the trick, resulting in a fun night of dancing followed by kissing a guy I met. It was a one-off. We parted ways without exchanging numbers, but I had a spring in my step and this dress was my lucky charm. I’d been at a crossroads then—feeling the weight of failure from my marriage breaking down and realising what a class-A arsehole my husband had been. But that night helped me realise that I’m my own woman and pleasure is nothing to be ashamed of. I hope this dress will help push my boundaries tonight as well. And hopefully, Tom and Jack will enjoy taking it off me after dinner.

I run my fingers through my long, wavy hair, wondering if I should put it up so it doesn't get in the way. Shaking my head, I let it fall naturally, liking the way it flows past my shoulders and down my back. A small, nervous smile creeps onto my face as I grab a hairband and brush from the shelf and add it to the small bag I’ve packed to take with me in case I need it later. I add an extra layer of my deep burgundy lipstick and admire the evenness of my winged eyeliner. I don’t think I’ve ever got both eyes so identical before. Another positive sign for the evening ahead, I hope. I take a deep breath, grab my phone charger to add to my bag, and look around the flat to see if I’ve forgotten anything else.

I check my phone quickly before I leave and spot a text from my ex, Grant. He called earlier, but I didn’t answer. The message suggests he needs to speak to me urgently about the divorce and I can’t help but roll my eyes. He’s hard work, and always thinks his needs come before anyone else. He can wait.

I fire off a text to Mel:

Me: I’m going in, wish me luck.

It immediately shows as read and that she’s typing a reply, so I wait a moment.

Mel: I’m so excited on your behalf. Remember - you promised to tell me all about it! I’m living vicariously through you tonight! Good luck babe x

That bolsters my courage somewhat. We got together a few days ago so I could fill her in on my plans with the guys. Her excitement for me was through the roof. She even recommended a couple of books by other authors that had threesome scenes with two guys and a woman. Her ability to find an appropriatesmutty book for every situation is just one of the reasons why I love her so much.

I put my phone on silent and do not disturb for extra measure and make a mental note to call Grant tomorrow. With a bit of luck, I’ll be so zenned out from all the orgasms that I‘ll be able to deal with him without any bother. And as a reward, I’ll call Mel afterwards and give her every dirty detail.

Right, I’m ready.

I blow out a nervous breath as I sling my bag onto my forearm so I can lock the door. Before I can do any more second-guessing, I take the few steps across the hallway to knock on Jack’s door.

“Deep breaths,” I tell myself under my breath while I wait for one of them to answer. “You got this. It’s time to have some fun.”

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