Page 28 of Room One Hundred and Nineteen: Watching Her

“Okay,” I breathed out softly.

“Some rules.”

“Rules?”Oh god, what have I gotten myself into? Three men? Rules? Sex clubs? Panicstarted to bite at my feet, but Josh chose that moment to kiss me. It was soft and sweet, a lot like the one in my living room, but this one held a hell of a lot more promise of what was to come.

“It’s simple and nothing to freak out about,” he murmured against my lips

“I wasn’t freaking out,” I lied. He burst out laughing, and even though it was at my expense, I liked being this close to watch him laugh like that.

“You keep lying like that, we’re gonna have to punish you,” he murmured. I couldn’t tell if he was being serious or joking around. But he moved on, and I wasn’t going to ask a question I wasn’t ready to hear the answer to.Yeah right,the bad girl inside me scoffed,not like we don’t waiting to get spanked by him or the other two!

“We’re going to have safe words, and we’re going to make it really easy, okay?” he snapped me out of my dirty thoughts.

“Okay, easy safe words.” I could manage that. I was pretty sure I could, at least.

“Just like a stoplight. We’re going to have moments when we check in with you, to see where you are. Green means go. Yellow, you need a moment. Red means complete stop. We do something, say something, look some kind of way you’re notfeeling, all you have to say is red,and it all stops.” Holy crap, this wasreal, real.

“Red?” I repeated with a question, and he nodded.

“Red,” he confirmed and stepped back. “And you can say that at any time, not just when we are checking in to see what you like and don’t like. Is that clear?”

“Crystal,” I answered, having found some of my sass over the anxious excitement.

“Good girl. Now…” His lips pursed, and his hand took mine. “Miles, Rick, and I have… things we’re into.”

“Into? Like kinks?”

“You could say that.” He shrugged. “Tonight, we would like to indulge.”

“Indulge?” My voice sounded husky. His light blue eyes dropped to my lips before he nodded.

“We like to watch,” he shared. “Kinda like you did with me in the shower.” His brow rose, and if there were a big hole that could teleport me somewhere, I might have jumped right in.

“We never talked about that,” I whispered.

His brow rose like he was ready to argue with me. “You liked it.”

“I did.” I wasn’t going to deny it. It was seriously hot, easily one of the most erotic things I’d ever experienced in my life.

“We want to watch you tonight.”

“Wa-watch me?” I stuttered, giving away the nerves that had started to mount from the moment he started talking about rules and safe words.

“What color do you say if you need this to stop?”

“Red,” I whispered.

“If you need a moment or to slow down?”

“Yellow.”

“That’s my girl. What color are you at?”My girl.There was no denying the possessive tone in his smooth voice. Could this really work? Long term? Could I really be his girl? Their girl?

“Green,” I answered without thinking. I was in an elevator at a sex club, of all places, about to walk into a room where my other two doctors were waiting for me.

I was doing this. I couldn’t predict the future. I didn’t know what tomorrow had in store. If all I had was tonight, I was going to devour every moment because the memory would have to last me a lifetime.

“Very green,” I repeated, and he nodded.

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