Page 66 of Perfect Three

She inclined her head in agreement.

“The idea of giving a man head doesn’t turn you off?”

“No,” she managed to whisper.

“I imagine you like it when a man goes down on you.”

Knowing her face was beetroot red, she murmured, “Yes.”Jack’s hand on her leg was going straight upward toward her pussy, making it harder to concentrate on Sebastian’s words.

“What about if I wanted to play with your pretty arse?Would you let Jack or me fuck you there?”

She turned her head quickly to glance at him.“I ...it’s...”She peered at the ceiling.A sort of gasp escaped as she rolled her eyes, then looked down at her hands.But she finally managed to mumble a full sentence.“It’s been a long time and only once.”

“But did you like it?”

Oh god, it had felt good.She nodded yes.

“Wonderful!Lucy, look at me.”

She lifted her gaze to his.

“Neither of us would fuck your arse without first getting you used to it.We’d play with our fingers there, stretch you, make it easier, and make sure you were enjoying it.”

Oh my goodness, this is so intense!

Sebastian kissed her on the tip of the nose.“Would you allow me to hit you?Would you be prepared to at least try it, or is that what you would consider off the menu, a hard limit?”

Lucy looked at Jack.He had told her it was exciting when Sebastian hit him, that sometimes he used a thing.What was it?A froggie?No—a flogger.Jack had said it felt good.

Beginning to be a little braver, she whispered, “Okay, I guess I’d try.”

“Could I use nipple clamps on your sweet tits?”

Unable to stop her eyes from widening in surprise, she gasped, “Clamps?”

“They’re a little like pegs.When you have them clamped on a nipple, they can get you aroused.And before you ask—yes, I’ve had it done to me and so has Jack.”

“Doesn’t it hurt?”A frown creased her forehead.

“Yes, but it’s a good, sexy hurt.Hard to explain.It’s this pleasure-pain thing.Makes you excited if you enjoy it.”

Hesitantly, she answered.“Not sure, but I guess I’d be willing to try.”

“That’s great, Lucy.”

“Dildoes?”

Certain her face was now a vibrant, flaming red, Lucy glanced quickly to the ceiling again.In her bedroom drawer was a vibrator, her friendly rabbit.She’d made it work overtime lately.Her answer was strangled.“Yes.”

Both men laughed as if they guessed what lay above.

“Can you tell us anything you wouldn’t at least try?”

“Um ...I wouldn’t like to do anything that really hurt me.”

“That’s okay, because I don’t think I could ever cause anyone that much pain.I like to flog and hit with my hand, use clamps but nothing more painful.”He thought for a while.“What about wax?”

Lucy really puzzled at that.“Wax?”

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