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Nicole

What do they want from me? I’m already feeling too much pressure from everyone else in my life and that’s the reason I left New York and ran to Mason and Leah’s. Isn’t it enough to offer them sex, however they want it, whenever they want it, just so I can get out of my head for a while?

Needy motherfuckers.

And yet, when I see the anxiousness in Landon’s gaze, and the trepidation in Kerrington’s, I’m suddenly reminded that they’re not toys at all. They’re humans with genuine feelings and I think running from their hotel last time hurt them.

I never want to cause them pain.

Mason and I have been frenemies since childhood, but Landon and Kerrington are my friends. I always look forward to seeing them again, even when I pretend I can’t stand to be around them.

It’s a coping mechanism. One I’ve tried to grow out of but can’t.

Being a tough, callous bitch is the reason I’m so good at my job. And being so good at my job is the reason I’m falling apart. I can’t keep going like this.

That night of the gala was a turning point for me. I got a taste of a different life. A different Nicole. And I want her back.

“It’s not a coincidence that I showed up at Mason’s,” I admit. “Grace told me you were going to be there visiting this week so I…” Jesus, I can’t even finish my sentence. Why did I just blurt that out? I’m an idiot. I’m suddenly way too hot and I don’t feel good. “I need air. It’s stifling in here.” I turn my frustration to the vents and smack them all closed.

Grace is the only one who knows that I’ve fallen for two men. These two men. When she found out they were coming to Mason’s, she didn’t hesitate to call and tell me, urging me to come here and figure my shit out.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” Landon climbs out of the car, storms over to my side, and rips the door open.

“What are you doing?” I ask as he unbuckles my seatbelt and practically hauls me out of the car.

“What I want.” Landon crushes his mouth to mine and for a moment, I’m free-falling. It’s fucking spectacular.

Landon has this phenomenal magnetism to him. He’s warm sunshine and joy. He’s a day at the beach after a decade of living in a cold cave. He kisses with so much passion and hunger that I can’t help but be swept away by it.

When he deepens our kiss, I’m pressed against the back door and my outfit is showing too much leg and ass. The idea of Kerrington watching us from the backseat makes me giddy.

I guide Landon’s hand between my legs, giving him permission to do more than just kiss me. This feels naughty and exciting and completely out of my realm of acceptable ways to behave.

I love it.

“Bad girl,” he growls with a smile. “You’re gonna have Kerrington feeling all left out.”

“He’ll get his turn, eventually.” My breaths punch out of me because I’m too riled up and excited. We’re in broad daylight, in a public parking lot, and—

“Oh god,” I moan when he shoves a finger inside my pussy.

Landon kisses and nips my neck while he fingers me. I hook one leg around his waist and cling to his shoulders for balance. It’s cold out, and white puffs of air form from my breath, but I’m burning up.

“Our Duchess is so fucking wet.”

Well, that’s what happens when you’re basically being ravaged by the human version of Apollo. The fact that there’s an entire world around us, and we could get caught, amplifies this moment and makes me wetter.

“Goddamn, listen to your cunt.” Landon moves his finger faster inside me. “You enjoy being watched, don’t you?”

“Yes, I… guess… I do.” Fucking Hell, I’m close to exploding. “I like that… Kerr is… fuuuuuck, Landon you feel so good.”

He bites down on my neck and pumps his finger faster, harder, hooking it to hit something inside me that makes my toes curl. I come around his hand, my nails digging into his shoulders while I ride the wave. It’s pure, head spinning ecstasy.

“That’s our good girl.” Landon kisses me softly and pulls back to give me breathing space. I tug my outfit back down and stumble forward a little, giggling. That was a lot of fun.

Kerrington finally opens the car door and unfolds from the backseat. He looks all worked up but keeps his cool. Landon smirks at him. “Want a taste?”

Without saying a word, Kerrington snatches Landon’s wrist and sucks his finger with my orgasm all over it.

I’d give my left tit to see them kiss right now.

“Wearing your shirt, and being so aroused, she smells like you and her combined,” Landon says quietly. “That’s a heady fucking combo.”

Kerrington smiles as he looks over at me, holding his hand out for me to take. I lace my fingers with his and we walk like we didn’t just have a scene in the middle of the parking lot.

“Where are we?”

“You’ll see.” Landon grabs my other hand, and I have a moment where I instinctively want to pull away from them both. People are going to think we’re a throuple. They’ll judge.

Sex in public aside, this feels more taboo. More real. More vulnerable.

But the look of pure joy on Landon’s face stops me from letting go. I wish I was more like him. He genuinely lives life exactly how he wants and if someone else doesn’t like it, that’s their problem, not his. I want to give no fucks about what everyone else thinks of me, just like he does. So, I squeeze his hand harder and then do the same with Kerrington. They both return the favor, which brings me relief.

Until Kerrington lets go and puts his hands in his pockets.

Why does that feel like a rejection?

He’s always been like that. Whenever I catch him glancing at me, he looks away with this annoyed expression on his ridiculously handsome face. I can’t tell if it’s an act or not. But when he touches me… kisses me… fucks me… I swear I’m his entire universe. That’s how he makes me feel. I’m not just special, and I’m not just a good time. I’m his everything .

Talk about being delulu .

Wow. I need therapy.

“After you,” Landon says, opening the door to the shop.

Holy mother of dildos .

“We’re retail therapy shopping in a sex toy store ?” I whisper-yell.

“This is the boundary conversation center.”

Kerrington is already heading over to the cock rings.

Oh my god, I can’t believe they brought me here. I wouldn’t be caught dead in a store like this back at home. “And how are we discussing boundaries here, Trick ?”

He comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my middle, rocking me side to side. “Peruse and bring us five things you want to use. Also point out products that are a hard limit for you. And if you don’t know if you’re into something or not, put it on the counter and we’ll discuss.”

I can’t just openly shop like that. I feel too seen. “I’m not sure I’m comfortable with this,” I admit.

“The toys or the store?”

“Shopping for this stuff in public.”

“Okay.” He hooks his arm with mine. “No buying from here then. We can look in person and buy online. No biggie.”

Some of the tightness in my chest eases.

“What did you find, Kerr?” Landon steers us towards the back, where Kerrington is now studying a wall of whips and crops.

“Duchess, do you like being spanked?”

I gawk at Kerrington. He knows the answer. He’s spanked me before. But the way he’s patiently waiting for me to use my words has me opening my fat mouth. “Umm. Yes. I mean, I liked it when you bent me over your lap and used your hand last time.”

Kerrington’s smile goes a mile wide, making him look devastatingly handsome. He’s already got the broody, dark haired, sex in a suit thing going on. That genuine smile makes him look like a very good, bad idea.

He plucks a flogger off the wall that has soft fabric roses on the tips.

“We’re going to buy online instead,” Landon whispers discreetly.

Kerrington nods in understanding and goes to hang the flogger back up on the wall when I stop him.

“No, buy it now. We’re already here.” I don’t think I can wait for shipping, even if it’s next day. Courage takes hold of me, and I glance around, eager to try new things. “We’re going to need a basket or a shopping cart.”

Landon chuckles. “I don’t think they have carts here. It’s not a grocery store.”

Well, now I feel dumb. I’ve never been to a sex shop before. The one vibrator I have I bought online. Crossing my arms, I look down at my feet and try to swallow the embarrassment .

Kerrington uses the handle of the flogger to lift my chin up. “Don’t worry. We’ve got big arms. We can carry whatever you want us to buy, Duchess.”

A shopping spree in a sex shop?

Never have I ever.

“Check these out.” Landon goes over to a selection of collars. He playfully runs his hand over a metal link leash.

Okay. I’m doing this. I’m going to break down another one of my walls and find some sexual freedom. When Kerrington threatened to put me on a short leash earlier, I’d be a liar to say the idea didn’t turn me on.

“This one,” I say, pointing at a pink leather collar with a dark metal chain. “I want this one.”

Landon cocks an eyebrow at me as if asking Are you sure ?

I roll my shoulders back and hold my ground. “Are you carrying it, or will I have to do it myself?”

He plucks it off the wall and closes the space between us. “Maybe you should try it on first, to make sure it feels comfortable.”

My heart hammers when he wraps the leather around my throat and buckles it.

“Jesus,” Kerrington murmurs.

My cheeks heat as they both eat me alive with their gazes.

Landon licks his lips. “Goddamn, I’m so fucking hard right now. ”

“Feel him,” I blurt in a quiet voice.

Kerrington’s brow furrows. “Excuse me?”

“Feel how hard he is.” I nervously play with the leash attached to my collar. “I want to watch you touch him.”

Kerr swallows hard. Landon’s face falls into a mask. I think I’ve somehow stepped out of line. “What?”

Surely, they’re not shy with each other. Besides, we just had a fingering session in broad daylight just a few minutes ago and they didn’t mind that. This is no different.

“Hmph.” Landon playfully pushes Kerrington back. “He has to earn the right to get to my dick.”

Funny. Six months ago, we didn’t have to earn anything because we eagerly gave each other anything we wanted. I’ve lost count of how many fantasies I’ve had about it since.

Kerrington stalks forward, making Landon back up until his ass hits the display of vibrators on a table. “I don’t have to earn it,” Kerr growls. “I own it.” His hand drops between Landon’s thighs, and he grabs the bulge there.

Thank God we’re the only ones in the store right now, because the noise that comes out of me is pure porn audio gold. I quickly clamp my hands over my mouth to shut myself up. Eyes blowing wide with embarrassment, I look away from them.

It’s way too easy to forget myself around these two.

The tension between them has always been like this. I swear they build it up on purpose.

Growling, Kerrington backs away from Landon and casually heads over to the game table next.

I run my nails down Landon’s back. He’s tense. Warm. Does that mean he’s turned on or uncomfortable? I don’t know him well enough to figure it out yet. “Are you okay?”

His blue eyes lock with mine. “Never better.”

It sounds like a lie. Looks like one too.

Before I can ask what’s going through his head, Landon clears his throat. “Pick one of these, Duchess.”

“That one,” I say, not really paying attention.

Grabbing what looks like a clit stimulator, he plays with the settings. “Nice. And what about those?”

I join him at the display of rabbits and wands. “The teal one is cute.”

“ Cute ?” He picks it up. “Cute will be seeing you orgasm so hard your cum drips down this thing.”

My thighs clench with need. “Only if you’re lucky.”

He snatches a boxed one from the table and then points at the butt plugs. “How about a remote controlled one? ”

“I’m not sure I’m ready for that.”

Landon arches his brow. “What about for me?”

My gaze drifts to Kerrington, who I know damn well is listening, even if it looks like he isn’t. Does he use one of these with Landon often? Fuck, I’d love to see that.

Landon runs the back of his hand softly across my collarbone, teasing the tops of my breasts with the lightest touch. “Do you want to watch Kerrington make me come with one of these, Duchess?”

More than anything . “Yes.”

Landon grabs a silver one from the table and winks. “He’s ruthless when he wants to be.”

“Only when you’re asking for it,” Kerrington says, proving my theory that he was eavesdropping.

I’m completely enraptured by these two, and I want to keep the buildup going. “What about those?” Heading over to the wall of bondage products, I pluck a package of nipple rings and toss them to Kerrington.

Then I snag a spreader bar and give it to Landon, who says, “Fuck yes. Now we’re talking.”

My excitement escalates. “The bench too?”

Kerr nods. “I’ll have the employee grab it. Keep going, Duchess. You’re doing so good.”

Happiness seeps into my system, and I bite my lip to keep from smiling too big. “Umm, what about a cock cage?”

Landon drops two of our boxes and fumbles to pick them up. Kerrington grins. It’s pure mayhem. “Yeah.”

“Yeah?” Landon snaps.

“ Yeah .” Kerrington tips his head. “Unless you don’t want it. Is that a hard limit, all of a sudden?”

Landon’s cheeks mottle red. “No.”

“Good boy. Duchess, grab him the blue one.”

“It’ll match his eyes,” I say, practically giddy.

“Speaking of…” Kerrington looks around the store. “Where are the blindfolds?”

“Up front,” Landon answers. “Grab two.”

The leash dangling from my neck rattles as I rush to the front of the store and snag two black silk blindfolds from their hooks. Oh, handcuffs! I grab two of them as well.

“This is fun!” A giggle escapes me as I get a few more interesting looking things and carry my goodies back to them. “What next?”

“Lube,” Kerr answers with a panty-melting smile. “Lots and lots of lube.”