Page 74 of Kiss and Tell

“Thank you,” she whispered, obviously touched by his thoughtfulness.

“There’s something else we should discuss, too.” Miles stroked Lucy’s hair, pushing it back behind her shoulder. “How far are you willing to go? Because while I’m all in on blow jobs, gorgeous girl…is that all you want?”

Lucy shook her head. “I want it all. I’ve taken the time, thought about it, and there’s nothing I want more than to be with you. With both of you.”

Joey didn’t even bother to hide his smile.

Especially when Miles added, “That’s what we want too.”

Life. Made.

With his question answered, Miles seemed to morph into a different man. Joey recognized this guy as the same one who’d issued all those commands yesterday from the couch, dressed in nothing more than a towel.

Joey wasn’t surprised to discover his friend had a dominant personality in the bedroom. It was just one more way they were alike, and another reason why Lucy was perfect for them. Joey had seen the way she blushed when Miles called her a good girl, and the way she’d enthusiastically reacted to the mere mention of punishment this morning. She was a natural submissive, ready and willing to do whatever they said.

“Unzip Joey’s pants,” Miles said, looking down at her.

Lucy’s quick movements told Joey she hadn’t lied about wanting this. Once his pants were open, she started to reach inside his boxer briefs to grasp his dick, but paused. Her eyes lifted to Miles, as if seeking permission.

Perfect. She was fucking perfect.

“Touch me,” Joey said, his voice husky with need.

Yesterday, he’d let Miles call the shots, but he wouldn’t do that again. He wanted Lucy to look tohimfor the permission she sought.

Her eyes flicked over to his, a soft smile crossing her face. Then she did what he said, dipping her fingers inside his boxers, her eyes widening slightly as she gripped his cock in her small hand.

“Shit,” she murmured. “That’s…uh…”

Joey chuckled. “You’re good for the ego, honey.”

Lucy licked her lips, and that was when he realized it wasn’t nerves he saw in her expression. Instead, it was a blend of hunger mixed with a desire to please him. Her teeth nipped at her lower lip as she drew her hand up and down his cock, her grip too loose.

“Tighter.” Joey shoved his pants and boxers down to his ankles, giving her unhindered access. If she wanted a lesson in blow jobs, in how to please him, he was going to give it to her. He covered her hand with his larger one, showing her exactly what he liked.

While his gaze was focused on Lucy, he was hyperaware of Miles’s presence.

“Move faster.” Miles stepped closer to them. There was a part of Joey that had expected him to keep his distance, despite what he’d said about wanting this. After all, his main concerns regarding the threesome seemed to involve being in close contact with another naked, aroused man.

Joey hadn’t lied to Miles about his dates with other men, hadn’t downplayed them. He’d tried it because he was curious. He’d always felt an attraction, so it seemed right to act on it, to see where that pull would lead.

What he’d learned was exactly what he’d told Miles.

While he could look at a man and feel aroused, he much preferred kissing and touching and fucking women.

Joey picked up the pace, moving their hands faster, sparing a quick glance at Miles, whose gaze was locked on their hands wrapped around his dick. A bead of precum slid from the tip, Joey too fucking turned on by Lucy’s touch and his friend’s hungry look.

Miles gripped Lucy’s hair in his fist, closing it tightly enough that her eyelids lowered with desire. They’d done a lot of exploring and testing the waters the past few nights. Lucy had expressed surprise when she learned how much she liked it when Miles pulled her hair, or when Joey wrapped his hand around the base of her throat. She’d been sleeping with lambs, men who hadn’t deserved her, hadn’t known how to draw out the sensual woman lurking beneath the surface.

As far as Joey was concerned, those two discoveries had opened the door to more intense sexual play and added yet another item to the column titled, “Why Lucy is perfect for us.”

“Lick his cock,” Miles demanded. “Take a taste.”

Lucy must have been listening for the command because her tongue darted out instantly, the tip of it lightly circling his slit. Once again, her touch was too light, too much of a tease.

“God,” Joey said through gritted teeth. “Suck it, honey. Take the head in your mouth. I need to feel those pretty lips of yours wrapped around me.”

Lucy opened her mouth, giving him exactly what he wanted and then some. While he continued to drive the pace and force of their combined stroking, she took some control for herself. With her free hand, she reached between his legs, cupping his balls lightly.

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