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“That’s all good with me. Cam?” Saff checks, and he answers with a nod. “You saw our results?”

“I did. Thank you for sending them. It makes everything so much easier when everyone’s on the same page about this stuff.”

“So we’re good to go?” The eagerness in Cam’s tone is unmistakable.

Saff lets out a husky giggle, patting his thigh. “Come over, Pixie. Let’s get acquainted.”

I toe off my shoes, kicking them to the side, and make my way around to the other side of the ginormous bed. I’m wearing jeans and a band t-shirt as I didn’t want to give the wrong impression by turning up in something fancy. It had given me pause when I arrived downstairs, but there doesn’t seem to be any artifice with these two, and I don’t feel out of place. I keep my clothes on and kneel on the bed, shifting so I’m close to Cam’s other side, but not making contact.

His chest rises and falls with every breath, and the towel is moving even more now. I lean down, close enough to whisper in his ear, “What’s your wish for tonight?” His face angles towards me, and I back up so we aren’t touching.

“To see your face, to hear you come, and you straddling me while you ride my cock.”Fuck, his voice is going to be the end of me. Especially with the dirty talk.

“Can I touch you?” I ask.

His whole body shivers. “Aye.”

I don’t know where to start. I want to touch him everywhere, all at once. I jolt when Saffy’s hand reaches across Cam’s chest to grasp mine. Our eyes meet, and that sparkle shines through.

“Together?” she mouths, not making a sound. I nod. She brings our clasped hands down to Cam’s chest. He lets out ashuddering breath at that first contact, causing a sensual power to swirl in my blood. There’s a tremble in my hand as I spread my fingers wide, trying to touch as much of his skin as I can at once. Saffy’s hand sits atop mine, and her soft fingertips contrast with the wiry, thick hair on Cam’s chest. It makes me wonder how it would be to be in the middle between them. She doesn’t push me, but her hand remains on mine while I stroke across his pecs. I glide my fingertips up towards his neck, taking delight when he lifts his chin for me. I inch them further upwards, resting them lightly at his throat. A gruff moan slips out between his lips, causing my heart to race.

Saffy’s hand leaves mine and makes its way downwards. I keep my hand on his neck and shift so I’m settled beside him, enabling me to add my other hand. I use that to brush his dark hair, trailing my fingers down his cheek. His face shifts to the side, and his lips pucker to kiss my fingertips. A groan rumbles up from his chest with a heavy vibration.

“Saff, you minx,” he rasps. She removes the towel with a flourish and a grin painted on her face. I couldn’t not look even if I wanted to. His shaft is thick and resting on his lower belly. My tongue darts out to lick at my lips, eager for a taste of him. Saffy’s fingers tap lightly on his erection and he curses, “Fuck,” exactly like that video I have saved of Cavill asThe Witcherthat I watch over and over again.

His cock bobs with enthusiasm, and I bite my lip to hold back my giggle. Saffy might be a bigger tease than I am because she moves her hand, stroking his thighs next. I remove my hands from his body, emboldened by the sigh he gives at the loss. I fidget and lick my lips as I stare at his erection.I want to kiss it.

“Go on,” Saffy urges me in a husky whisper. Our eyes meet, and she nods her encouragement. I draw in a breath, realising this is another step towards spending the night with them. I want to do this. I need this.

I place a hand on Cam’s furthest-from-me hip, to hold my weight so I can lower my head down. I stop just short of his shaft, letting my warm breath caress him before I touch him with my mouth. His cock bobs once again and he’s silent, holding in a breath. I close the short distance, planting a kiss halfway up his length. The breath escapes him in a rush and mingles with Saffy’s giggle. I’m aware of her moving off the bed, but choose to focus all my attention on what’s right in front of my face. I flatten my tongue against the base of his shaft, slowly easing my way to the tip. When I reach the top, I’m met with the salty taste of pre-cum. I lap it up then draw the head of his cock into my mouth and suck, relishing in his tortured moans and his back arching off the bed. I alternate between licking up and down and sucking him deeper into my mouth each time, losing track of everything apart from this. My pussy gets wetter and has its own heartbeat, keen to be involved.

I jump slightly when a hand caresses my back.

“Okay?” comes Saffy’s question.

I nod, my mouth full of Cam’s cock.

“Tell me what’s happening. If I can’t see, I want you to describe it to me,” Cam rasps. I like that idea.

“You already know that Pixie’s got her lips wrapped around your cock. Do you like the way she sucks you?” Saffy asks.

His reply of “So fucking much,” makes my cheeks warm.

“And I’m stood behind her, running my hand up her back.” An upward stroke of my spine accompanies her words, and I fidget, wishing her hand was on my bare skin.

“Is she naked?” He’s so gruff.Why is that turning me on?

“Not yet, and neither am I.”

“How’s that fair?”

I move back from his cock with a chuckle as I answer him, “You’re getting your cock sucked, honey. I’d say you’re getting a decent deal.”

Saffy’s answering giggle is close to my ear as she leans closer to kiss my neck. I hum my delight.

“You want us naked, Cam? Even though you can’t see?”

The slogan on her t-shirt is clearly spot-on because she lets out a smug sound at his whimper.