“Well then,” Adam said, clapping his hands together, “let’s get this rolling. What happens from here is up to Cam. If he just wants to fuck, that’s fine. Be that way,” he said, turning aroundto lead the way back to the bedroom. “But it would be more fun if we stepped out of the norm.”
Cameron looked unsure for a beat, but ultimately looked at me. “I’m up for anything. These were things I bought when I had been with girls that were into it. I brought these things into my toolkit for girls that would be into it.” He waved a hand. “That doesn’t mean you have to be into it.”
I swallowed, then nodded. “It’d be fair if I let you handcuff me to the bed.”
“But I won’t be leaving you cuffed to the bed,” he said readily.
I released a breath. “Let’s make things even between us.”
Cam nodded, but looked at Darius. “Are you still up for this?”
Darius eyed me, rubbing his chin as if he were considering Adam’s words. Or maybe he was considering where things would go from here. “Yeah,” he said after a beat. “Let’s see where things go from here.”
Cameron led the way down the hall, tugging his shirt up. He disappeared into the bedroom, and that was reason enough for doubt to rear its ugly head. Darius stood just behind me, not making any attempt to pressure me into going forward.
“He wouldn’t hurt you,” he murmured quietly. “Regardless of what you think I’d do to you, no one’s gonna actively try to cause you pain.”
“That’s not why I’m nervous,” I said, not looking at him. “I’m more afraid that whatever happens from here won’t be enough. That next time the four of us are together, there’ll be another hoop I have to jump through to prove I’m remorseful.” I shook my head. “I don’t know how long I’ll be able to do that. Especially if it just puts a time limit on this whole thing.”
“I don’t want to put an expiration date on this,” he admitted. He released a breath and took my hand. “So let’s not do that. But let’s move forward and see if we can make things work.”
Relief flooded through me. I didn’t resist as Darius pulled me into the bedroom. He didn’t make any move to pull my clothes off or to undress. He just stood beside me, holding my hand. “How do we do this?” he asked.
Adam looked at Cam, his hands on his hips. “You said she handcuffed you to the bed?”
“We didn’t jump straight to that,” he said uneasily. “We fooled around a little first. I think starting with that would be better.” He sounded more nervous than I felt.
It was enough to make me pull away from Darius and go to Cameron. He didn’t resist me as I wrapped my arms around him, but touching him made the tension more obvious. I combed my fingers through his hair, struggling to think of a way to calm him down. Should we go by what happened on our first night together? Or would it be easier to just go with the flow of it?
I brushed my lips lightly against his cheek, deciding that maybe I should play on the seduction he had given me. I kissed the corner of his mouth and he turned toward me, meeting me for a careful, measured kiss. The nervousness was so obvious that after tangling my tongue with his for a beat, I pulled away.
I urged his head back and kissed my way down his jaw. His hand landed on the small of my back, steadying himself as I licked the line of his throat to his Adam’s apple. I felt him swallow as I brushed my teeth against his skin.
The tension lingered in his shoulders, and I tried to ignore it. But as I skimmed my tongue along one collarbone, I realized there was probably only one way to get him to relax. I dropped to my knees and tugged down the front of his shorts and boxers.
It was enough to get Cameron’s attention. “Grace.” It sounded like an objection. But as soon as my hand wrapped around his still-soft cock, he seemed to change his mind.
“This okay?” I asked, carefully stroking him. “Or would you rather take the lead?” I leaned against his hips, lifting his dick upward so I could trace the underside of him with my tongue.
Cam’s eyelids lowered, and he shook his head. One hand curled into my hair. “This is good,” he sighed. “This is better than what Adam wanted.”
“We can still do that,” I said, encouraged by the stiffening, “but there’s no rush.” I didn’t wait for him to answer. I closed my lips around the head of him and sucked him into my mouth. I stroked him slowly, easing more of him into my mouth as he hardened.
He made a noise that sounded like an agreement, but his head tilted back as he gently urged his hips forward. With the stroke of my hand, the swirl of my tongue, and the suction of my mouth, the tension eased out of him. He adjusted his footing, and I took the opportunity to cup his balls, rolling gently as I built a rhythm with my mouth and hand.
“If we’re gonna kill one fantasy,” Adam said, stepping beside us. “We could explore another.” He didn’t bother to explain. He just took my hand from around Cam’s cock and wrapped it around his own. “Since we’re all here,” he wrapped his hand around mine, setting a rhythm he liked, then said, “come on, let’s see if she can handle all three of us like this.”
I didn’t pull away from Cam, pushing forward so he went down my throat. He moaned, the hand in my hair tightening. He didn’t seem bothered by Adam’s suggestion. When Darius stepped up to my other side, I let go of Cam’s testicles to tug on the front of the other man’s jeans until he opened them for me.
I didn’t know how to do this. If it weren’t for Adam’s hand on mine, I was sure the rhythm of my hand would be disjointed and awkward. But as soon as Darius wrapped my hands around his cock, it was like a fire was lit.
I pulled off Cam’s cock and twisted just enough so I could wrap my lips around Darius’s. My hand switched to Cam, and I found a sort of rhythm with it as I swallowed the other man’s cock. Neither of them complained. Darius’s hips surged forward so his cock hit the back of my throat. I choked, but didn’t make any effort to pull away from him.
“Hey, hey,” Adam hissed. “Over here, baby.”
A hand curled into my hair, and I was pulled away from Darius. I turned toward Adam and readily took him into my mouth. I had just enough time to get a breath in before he thrust further into my mouth.
It was a lot. It was hard to balance stroking two different men while I sucked off the third. The switching between them made it a touch more difficult, but the groans from each of them encouraged me to keep going. Even with me kneeling between the three of them, none of them doing more than tugging on my hair, I still felt the need to clench my thighs together.