Page 50 of Wicked Fantasies

“Monday, life returns to normal,” Heath explained, but Colt wasn’t entirely satisfied with that answer.

“Except,” Colt added, “you have to agree to stop putting yourself in dangerous situations. No more sex clubs or assholes. We expect that promise from you, Kylie. It’s the one point of this deal that is non-negotiable.”

“And if I promise to let you bully all my future dates, you’ll agree to do anything and everything I want this weekend?”

Colt fought back a smug grin at her question. He’d had more than a few tense moments in the hours since Heath made his proposal. Colt was terrified she would not only refuse their offer, but get so upset by it she’d move out.

The woman had funny notions about how the world should work and his main fear was pushing her out of their lives altogether with this suggestion. Her question was accompanied by the “Hallelujah Chorus” in his head as he felt certain she was about to agree to their terms.

Heath grinned up at him. “Oh, I think ‘anything and everything’ is definitely negotiable. Don’t you, Colt?”

“Hell yeah.”

Kylie reiterated the terms once again and Colt knew she needed the reassurance. “So let me get this straight. You two are offering me one weekend of sexual fantasies with the promise that it won’t change or ruin our friendship.”

Heath leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms. “I think that about sums it up.”

Colt watched as she pondered their proposal before smiling. “Fine then. I accept your offer.”

“Well,” Heath said. “I think we’re going to need a quick game of Tequila Truth.”

“Why?”Kylie seemed surprised by his request. “It’s nobody’s birthday.”

“I have a burning question I need answered and only absolute honesty will do.” Heath rose quickly to grab the bottle of tequila out of a cabinet.

Colt seemed nonplussed by the impulsive game and grabbed the salt and shot glasses before opening the refrigerator. “No limes.”

“We’ll have to do without.” Heath sat down and started pouring the liquor.

“I’m guessing this question, like all of your others, will follow suit and deal with sex?” She was teasing him.

Heath smiled.

He and Colt were definitely about to drag her out of her comfort zone and yet she still managed to retain her sense of humor and fun.

Thankfully years of friendship had built a solid foundation of trust between three of them because he was certain that without it this suggestion would never succeed.

“Wouldn’t want to break the streak. Okay, what fantasy do you want to have fulfilled this weekend?”

Colt nodded approvingly and Heath mentally patted himself on the back. By discussing what they wanted to do in the game, they made sure there would be no misunderstandings.

He was determined to meet her needs, but at the same time, he and Colt both had their own personal agendas in regards to Miss Halston’s lovely body. By talking it out first, they could gauge her reactions and minimize the risk of scaring or even possibly hurting her.

Kylie reached down and picked up her glass, draining it. “If you’d made this offer a week ago, I think my answer would have been different.”

“Bondage,” Colt said. “You would have asked to be tied up.”

She nodded. “I’m afraid of that now.”

“We’ll do it. Look at me.” Heath took her hands in his and waited until she raised her gaze to his. “We will never hurt you, Kylie. The point of this whole weekend is to allow you to ask for whatever you want without fear. It’s us,” he added with a shrug. “You know we’ll take care of you. Besides, one of the mistakes you made with that idiot the other night was in not setting a safe word. Pick a word right now. Any word and if you say it during this weekend, we’ll stop what we’re doing right away.”

“Hitler,” she replied.

“What?”

“My safe word. It’s Hitler.”

“Well, that’s disturbing.” Colt was teasing, but she merely shrugged.

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