Did I feel alive, though? Like I didn’t have to hide myself with Cade?
The answer was again a great big freaking yes.
I felt like this when I was about to accomplish something big, like completing JUNIPER. Like I’d earned it. Like this was the life I wanted to live.
And Cade had pushed me there again; he’d seen the need in me and felt inclined to make my day.
“Okay,” I murmured to myself, “calm down.”
I waved my hands under my armpits before spritzing some perfume on my neck and between my thighs.
I needed to make sure I smelled the part, okay? I even did a couple lunges for good measure. It was actually time to amp up, not calm down.
I could do this. I wanted to do this. My nipples tightened just thinking about them both eyeing me up.
And when I opened the bathroom door, they were standing there—Cade in his suit, except he’d lost the jacket and had his top button undone with his sleeves rolled up, and Rodney laid back in gym shorts and a black T-shirt.
“Ready, baby doll?” my freaking orchestrator asked me.
“I don’t know.” I nervously laughed. “You guys want me to change?”
Rodney shook his head. “You don’t get more beautiful than you look now, Izzy. You’re perfection.”
I blushed at his compliment as Cade waved us into the room.
He’d brought in a leather lounge chair from the living room and sat—like this was his show, like he was about to get the entertainment of his life.
Real-life porn would have been great entertainment for me too. And Cade knew exactly what he wanted with it. But he eyed me one last time as I stood before him, Rodney right by my side, his hand around my waist. “If either of you don’t listen for even a second, I throw Rodney out on his ass. We clear?”
Our friend chuckled and nodded. “I’m here only to enjoy and obey. Not cause havoc.” He hesitated. “And I’m guessing you both could cause some pretty insane havoc, considering the looks of this room.”
One side of Cade’s mouth kicked up. “The red paint was all Izzy’s idea.”
I rolled my eyes and took that moment to set my own ground rules as I lifted my T-shirt over my head. Both of them watched, both of them didn’t move, both of them ate me up with their stares.
“I’m somewhat impulsive, I admit. But my only rule is if I saystop, we stop. It’s my safe word, and I mean it.”
Both of them nodded, and Cade looked at Rodney. “Anything you need to add?”
Rodney pulled his shirt off with a smile and said, “Hell no.”
Cade gave one swift nod, then his voice got low. “Sit on the bed, Izzy. And Rodney, close our door so she can see herself in the mirror.”
We both listened. I was surprised to see how full my breasts looked in my bra, like they were swollen with need, and how fast they rose and fell. I knew I was more than ready. My pink panties showed a darkened spot where my arousal had already soaked through.
I crossed my legs and hung them off the bed in the hopes neither of them would see. Cade caught it though and immediately said, “Spread your legs, dollface. Let us see how wet this makes you.”
I glared at him, already wanting to defy him.
He growled. “Listen, Izzy. Or we’re done.”
Jesus. I loved when he commanded me in that tone. My legs listened immediately and spread for them to see.
They both hummed in approval, and Cade took it a step further. “See how wet she gets for us, Rodney? Like she can’t keep herself bottled up.”
Rodney cracked his knuckles. His eyes sized me up, reminding me of a bull scraping his hooves on the ground, gearing up to run at a target.
The man I knew I was falling for leaned back in his chair with a tent near the zipper of his trousers. The other man in front of me was hard underneath his gym shorts too. I licked my lips and placed the palms of my hands behind my back, pushing my breasts out a little farther.