“Yep. That’s at the top of my list.”
“Have you had other ménage experiences besides the camping one?”
“Three times, total.” Eve looks thoughtful. “Always with guys, though. I’ve been curious about being with a woman. I mean, aside from a two-second kiss with my fifth-grade best friend. That was innocent.”
“Was your ex-fiancé not into threesomes?” I’m taking a risk by bringing him up, and I hate how the light in her eyes starts to dim. “I’m sorry—we don’t have to talk about him.”
“No, it’s fine. Brock wasn’t one of those guys who fantasized about three-ways.”
“Not even two women?” It’s rare to meet a straight man who hasn’t thought aboutthat.
“Definitely not.” Her laugh comes out forced. “He didn’t like the idea of two women together. Said it wasn’tnatural.”
“Bet he’s fun at parties.”
“Not particularly.” Eve twirls the spear of fruit in her glass. “Anyway, I’d like to be with a woman. Probably in a threesome with a guy so at least someone’s bringing a dick to the party.”
“Always a popular hostess gift.” I take a sip of my drink. “I saw several threesome configurations on your wish list.”
“Oh, that.” A faint hint of color fills her cheeks. “Yeah, I couldn’t make up my mind, so I ticked a bunch of different boxes.”
“We don’t have to talk about it if you’d rather keep that private.” I feel a little bad for reading her profile. “I wouldn’t have looked at your wish list if I’d known it was you.”
“It’s okay, I’m not embarrassed.” She bites her lip. “Well, maybe a little. But I’m trying not to be. To be more uninhibited.”
“Let me know if I can help.”
She gives me a curious look. “I definitely will.” She looks out at the ocean like she can’t meet my eye while she says this next part. “Okay, so I’d really like to try DVP. Um, that’s?—”
“Double Vaginal Penetration.” I’m familiar. “Two men at once in the same space.”
“Exactly.” Her cheeks turn pink as she turns back to face me. “But I know most straight guys aren’t into that, and I don’t want things to be awkward if the guy I choose feels weird about?—”
“I’ll stop you right there. Don’t worry about the consorts.”
Her brow furrows. “But Idocare about the feelings of people I’m having sex with.”
“And I love that about you, but that’s not what I meant.” God, she’s a good human. “Consorts only choose enchantments they’re willing to perform.”
“Oh.” She studies my face for a moment and when her cheeks flush pinker, I know what she’s thinking. “I saw your name listed as an option for that enchantment. The DVP?”
God, she’s adorable. “Are you asking if I have tried or would try a threesome that involved rubbing my cock against another man’s cock inside a woman’s body?”
“Yes.” She somehow keeps getting redder. “I guess that’s what I’m asking.”
“Yes on both counts. Does that shock you?”
She stares at my face for a moment. “Actually, no. Did you enjoy it?”
“Yep.” No shame here. “I consider myself straight, but I don’t mind the occasional sword cross.”
“Huh.” She sets down her drink on the bar. “I liked the other threesomes, but the guys didn’t want to touch each other. We stuck with the ol’ blowjob combo with one guy railing me.”
“Nothing wrong with that.” The mental picture is seriously turning me on.
“I liked it,” she says. “But I’ve always been curious about other combinations.”
Her eyes shift away to the sea, allowing me a moment to study her face as she picks up her drink, plush lips surrounding the straw. I’m more jealous of the straw than those other men, which sounds funny.