He studied her as if she’d grown another head. “Have you ever been in a threesome before?”
She had, a long time ago when she’d first moved to L.A. and had been up for everything and anything. Anything to help escape her old, boring lifestyle. To indulge the dirty thoughts that had consumed her. She’d been curious back then, free to try anything once. And she had. She’d been wild and crazy and had given it away too much.
“I have,” she answered. “Have you?”
His cheeks colored, turning a ruddy color. “I have. A few times.”
“With a woman involved?” She had to know if Drake was one of those gay guys who’d never touched a woman. That was Brad, Austin’s ex-boyfriend. Oh, he’d kissed a few girls but that was it.
I don’t touch the pussy, he’d said to her more than once.
She studied Drake’s hands, his fingers. She wondered if he touched the pussy.
“Yeah.” Drake nodded, looking slightly petrified.
The way they were discussing it, cold and clinical as if they were putting together a business transaction suddenly struck her as funny. Scarlett started to giggle, tried to stifle it with a hand over her mouth, but she couldn’t help but let it tumble out.
Drake’s expression turned mortified. “What’s so funny?”
“This. The way we’re talking about it. Like we’re trying to put together a business deal.” She shook her head, her giggles turning into full-blown laughter. “It’s kind of ridiculous.”
“You’re the one who started it.” Drake smiled.
“I know, I know.” Her laughter died, and she thought of Trevor. How would he feel about this? He was a kinky bastard. She didn’t think he’d mind. He’d probably be for it.
An image floated through her mind, of her naked, sprawled on Trevor’s bed. Drake would be on one side of her and Trevor on the other, their big, masculine hands roaming all over her body. Touching her breasts, her thighs and stroking her wet pussy. She’d suck Drake’s cock while Trevor pounded deep inside of her, driving her to the most intense orgasm of her life.
Mmm, watching Drake and Trevor together, their sweaty male bodies wrapped around each other, cocks in hands, mouths locked. It appealed to her voyeuristic tendencies, and she wondered if Trevor would mind if she watched.
Her now very wet pussy ached, and she swallowed hard. She couldn’t get carried away, not yet.
But if this was going to happen, it was going to be oh, so good.
“So what do you think?” she asked softly, reaching out to touch Drake’s arm. He was strong, firm muscles shifting beneath her fingers, his skin warm. He felt good.
“I honestly don’t know what to think.” He stared at her, that intense gaze locked on her face, making her want to squirm. But in a good way. “How do you feel about it, Scarlett?”
“I can share,” she murmured. Did she really believe that? She told herself she could.
But deep inside, she wondered.
“With me? You won’t have a problem with me being there? In bed with you and Trevor?” He looked truly concerned.
“I don’t think I have a problem with it. I chased you for months, after all. I’m finally getting what I wanted.” And that kind of scared her. “Do you have a problem with me being there with you and Trevor?”
“No, I don’t think so. I’ve always liked you, Scarlett.” He reached for her, his broad palm curving around her cheek, turning her face toward his. Her heart dropped into her stomach, and she realized he was going to kiss her.
Oh God, what would Trevor think? Would he be mad if he saw us right now? Or would he join in?
But the kiss Drake dropped upon her lips was simple, pleasant. It sent a warm buzz through her, and she slowly drew away from him, wondering why he didn’t give her the same electric jolt straight to her pussy like Trevor did every time kissed her.
Every single time.
“I need to talk to him,” she whispered, blinking up at Drake. “I need to see if he wants to do this. We can’t just spring it on him.”
“Of course we can’t.” He looked offended that she even suggested it. “Why don’t you bring him to the club tomorrow night? I’m working a short shift. I’ll be done by eleven.”
Possibilities. She should be thrilled, but a shaft of apprehension cut through her. “If he’s interested, I’ll do it. We’ll be there around eleven.”