Abby lowered her eyes. She tried to imagine what it would be like. Tried to picture having sex with two men at the same time. These two men, who were basically the most perfectly physical specimens on the planet.
“I think I’m scared,” she whispered.
“You don’t have to do anything tonight. Let’s go to the cocktail reception. We can talk about it later,” Cole suggested.
Deacon wrapped his arms around her from behind. She leaned into his strong chest. “But this feels good,” she whispered.
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p; “Does it?” he asked.
“Mmhmm. I like being between you both. I love it, actually. I want it. I don’t want to be scared of tonight.”
Cole’s eyes lit. “I have an idea.”
“What’s that?” Deacon asked.
“Take off your panties, Abby,” Cole demanded.
Her eyes widened. “But they’re special. I got them for tonight. For both of you.”
“Stay here.” He walked to one of the bedrooms and returned. He opened his palm.
Abby stared at his hand. “What is that?” It was bright purple and shaped like a large marker.
“It’s a dildo for your ass, baby.” He was matter of fact about it.
She blinked. “A what?”
Deacon wrapped his hands tightly around her waist. “We’re going to fuck you with it.”
“But I thought…don’t you just want to.you know…the natural way?”
Cole held it forward for her to see it. “Deacon told me how tight your ass is. I don’t know that it can all happen tonight. I’m not the kind of man who likes to back down from a challenge, but I want you to love it when I take it. So, take off those expensive panties we paid for.”
Abby reached under the cocktail dress and shimmied them over her knees and off the stilettos.
“Now what?” she asked.
“We’re going to the cocktail party.”
“Wait, what?”
“Yeah, what?” Deacon barked. “I thought we decided to postpone that.”
Cole handed the dildo to his friend.
“There is always a dark corner at these parties. We’re going to take turns tonight. We’ll pass it back and forth like a baton.” Cole smiled.
“I like it.” Deacon slapped him on the back. He guided Abby toward the elevator.
“But I’ve never. How am I supposed to handle this?” Abby squealed.
“Are you wet right now?” Cole asked. “Wet thinking about us fucking you?”
She nodded.
He pulled her into the elevator. She didn’t know what would happen when the doors closed.