Page 104 of Third Wheel

“Mine are getting used to us,” Zach pointed out. “Although Mom still asks some weird questions when you guys aren’t around.”

“Just make sure you never let it slip to her that we’re also part of a BDSM club,” Amy teased. “Can you imagine what kind of questions she’d come up with after that?”

Zach groaned. “I don’t even want to think about it. Not a hint of talk about kink near her.Ever.”

“Speaking of, are we still going to go to Stronghold tomorrow?” Amy asked, looking over at Kincaid. “Or will you need to work on finding the douchebag? No problem if you are. Cassidy’s safety comes first, but I’m just wondering.”

“It’ll probably depend on how things go,” he admitted. “I might not know until the last minute.”

“That’s okay. As long as I know that’s the plan,” she said with a smile. That was something else he’d noticed about her. Even though Amy preferred plans, she could be very flexible as long as she knew that’s what was needed.

“And if you do need to go, and I can’t, Zach can always take you.”

She and Zach exchanged a glance. “I don’t need it. If we go without you, it’ll be just to hang out.”

Damn, he was so fucking lucky.

“You can have sex without me, you know,” he teased.

“We know,” Zach said, coming up beside him, grinning. He reached out to slide his hand up Kincaid’s back. “It’s just more fun with you.”

“Oh, is that so?” he asked, very aware that he was being manipulated by the other two, much to his consenting amusement.

“A lot more fun,” Amy said, coming up on his other side. “I think we should show him.”

Well, who was he to argue with that?

Not that he let either of them be fully in charge, but he enjoyed them crawling all over him before he finally took back the reins and put Zach on his knees with his face in Amy’s pussy while Kincaid fucked his ass.

It was a damn good night.

37

Amy

Saturday night and Amy was headed to Stronghold with her boyfriends.

Corsets weren’t as uncomfortable as movies sometimes made them out to be, but they weren’t exactly comfortable while sitting in a car, either. Cars were not made to accommodate women in corsets. The butt plug they’d inserted in her ass before leaving for the club also did not lend itself to comfort, which was why it was such a relief to arrive at Stronghold and be able to get out of the car.

Her boobs looked great, though, and she was finally going to get fully sandwiched between them, which made it all worth it.

“You look fantastic,” Zach said with a grin, opening her door. It was his turn to drive, so Kincaid had been in the back with her, teasing her with gentle touches, though they hadn’t gone for a full-on makeout session like she and Zach had the last time it had been Kincaid’s turn to drive. She was kinda hoping to get to be the chauffeur during backseat blowjob when it was her turn to drive and the guys were both in the backseat.

“Thank you. You’re looking pretty good yourself,” she replied, running her hand over his abs, which were showing through the opening in the leather vest he was wearing.

It was warm enough out that they hadn’t bothered to put anything on over their club wear. Since they were at Stronghold instead of Marquis, they didn’t have any restaurant patrons or even anyone on the street walking by and seeing them. The parking lot was pretty much members-only since it wasn’t in an area with other shops or restaurants, unlike Marquis.

“Hey, now, save that for the club,” Kincaid teased as he got out on the other side of the car, shaking his head. “Or I’ll have to punish you both.”

“Oh, no,” Amy sassed, sliding her fingers through Zach’s as they moved around the car to meet Kincaid on his side of it so they could head into the club together. “A punishment. Whatever will I do.”

“Try to earn one, apparently,” Kincaid responded, amused. He took her other hand, and she grinned up at him. She loved being able to walk around with the two of them like this.

As they walked toward the front entrance, a door to another car opened, and Noelle stepped out. Amy jerked to a halt, which pulled the guys to a stop as well. She was so used to familiar-looking cars in the parking lot that she hadn’t even registered that one as Noelle’s.

Her ex-friend looked exactly the same. Blonde. Pretty. And her eyes filled with tears the second they met Amy’s.

“I’m so sorry!” She practically yelled the words. “I messed up, Amy. I’m sorry.”

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