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“Ready?” Saff says as she walks over to us, her hands dusting down her jeans from where she’s been crawling about on the floor.

“Almost,” Cam says, a twinkle evident in his eye. “Let’s come over here for a second.” He grasps each of our hands and leads us both to the couch, encouraging us both to sit while he stands in front of us, looking down.

“You’re like a giant when I’m sitting down,” I tell him with a chuckle.

“Sorry,” he lowers down onto his haunches, which show off his meaty, muscular thighs straining against the material of the joggers he’s wearing. I can’t take my eyes off them, desperate for him to be naked so I can admire his body again.

“Abby.” He clicks his fingers in front of my face with a smirk.

“Oops, sorry.” I bite my lip, but it quickly turns into a grin when Saff nudges me with her shoulder as she giggles.

“Focus,” she whispers.

“I was,” I declare, and they’re both laughing at me now. “I’d kill for thighs that look like that. Do you know how many squats and lunges I do in any given week, and my thighs don’t look anything like that?”

“Your thighs are gorgeous. Stop fishing for compliments,” Cam says as he lowers down to sit on the floor with his legs stretched out in front of him. To fit, he has to turn to the side. And he’s almost at my eye height, even on the floor.Jeepers.

“Now we’re all paying attention, let’s talk limits and expectations. Who wants to start?”

Saff shrugs beside me.

“I can start,” I say, smiling at Saff. “I don’t think there’s any changes to my limits from last time. I don’t like being restrained completely. I’m open to try whatever ideas you guys have today. I want us all to have a fuck ton of fun.” I draw in a breath. “Oh yeah, I think I’m happy with photos, but can they just stay between us? And I’d rather not do video. That’s not an always no. But would rather start with photos and see from there.”

Cam gives me a smile and a nod of agreement. “All good with me, Pixie. I don’t think I have any limits with you two. I’ll let you know if anything comes up I’m not happy with. And I’d like you both to do the same, even if it’s something that you’ve enjoyed before but don’t want to do today, okay?” We both nod, and his satisfied nod in return does something to my insides. “Saff?”

“I don’t want to be the only one naked at any point.” Her voice quivers, and I reach over to give her hand a gentle squeeze. “I don’t want to be restrained today. And I don’t want any degradation, only praise.”

“Of course, Saff,” Cam vows.

“We can do that,” I tell her with a smile and another squeeze. “So, who’s in charge here?” I ask, because none of us have come out and said what we’d like to do or made the call to take control.

“Happy to let you ladies lead,” Cam says, causing my thighs to clench. What is it that’s so arousing about a giant of a man giving up his control to women half his size? I fucking love it.

“Why don’t you start us off then by stripping?” I tell him. “We can get you settled in the bedding, and Saff can check her equipment while the two of us decide what we’re going to do to you.”

Chapter twenty-three

Cam

Ipeel off my clothes, draping them over the arm of the pull out couch before sauntering over to Saff’s bedding nest. My cock is already at half mast as I anticipate what’s to come. I feel no inhibitions with either of these women, and I hope I can make them both just as comfortable as I am.

I lower to my knees in the middle of the bedding and look towards the camera tripod with Abby and Saff standing behind it. Saff bends slightly to look through the viewfinder.

“Where do you want me?” I ask. Should I feel daft kneeling here, completely starkers, while these two stand behind the camera? Because I don’t. I’d go so far as to say it’s turning me on.

“Put your hand on your cock,” Abby tells me, her voice pitched low. I do as she says, delighted to take orders, and grip the base of my shaft. I squeeze it, and it hardens all the way. Her teeth nibble at her bottom lip as she keeps her gaze pinned on my crotch. I can’t hold back my smirk as I move my hand up anddown. Her focused attention on me makes the blood sing in my veins. My whole body warms under her watch.

“Shift slightly to the left,” Saff requests, and I do so, while continually stroking myself. Saff nudges Abby. “Go join him. I want to check the best place to get all of us in.”

“Clothed or not?” Abby asks her sweetly.

“Naked,” Saff says, placing a finger under Abby’s chin and smiling as she brushes their mouths together.

Abby steps round me to place her clothes with mine on the couch. Once she’s taken everything off, she comes closer. I hold out my free hand to give her something to balance on so she can lower down. But she doesn’t. She steps a little closer, placing her other hand on my chin.

“Hey.” There’s a power in her eyes as she looks down at me, kneeling at her feet. I lean closer, pressing my lips to her abdomen above her navel, enjoying the soft moan she makes. Her fingers comb through my hair, tugging gently at the roots. My hand is still at the base of my cock and I hold my breath, waiting for her next move.

“Do you think this would work?” she asks as she lifts a leg and places it over my shoulder, opening herself up to me. While I know she’s referring to this position, I can’t help but think about whether we could make this dynamic work. Would she be more open to a steady relationship with me if we played with others? One of the things I admire most about her is her independent streak, even if it does sometimes rub me the wrong way. She’s her own person, and I have no desire to change that. I want to explore every aspect of pleasure with her, and I’ll happily invite others into this dynamic to help us do that. Not to mention the gratification I’ll take in reclaiming her as mine afterwards.