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Leo’s hand grips the back of Jordan’s head and he presses his forehead against Jordan’s. “Love you, too. Please tell me that wasn’t too much.”

Jordan giggles. “That was fuckingamazing.”

“Still wasn’t even a 7 on a 1-to-10 scale,” I joke.

“Fuuuck,” Leo mutters.

Jordan takes a deep breath. “Whew.”

I recapture Jordan’s head and make him look me in the eyes. “No matter what, you’re mine.Ours. And we’re yours. Always, baby. And whatever dark and dirty fantasy you have, it’snevergoing to scare us out of loving you.”

Jordan has these beautiful, long lashes and they flutter as he unsuccessfully tries to blink back tears. “You don’t think I’m fucked up for thinking that’s hot?”

Leo snorts. “You’re not any more fucked up than me and El. You’re the good kind of fucked up, baby.” He leans in and his tongue traces and laps up Jordan’s tears. “When we’re in the sexy zone, anything goes for fantasies. And I mean anything. They’re healthy. I’m a grown-ass adult. If something gets too uncomfortable for me, I’ll step back. Don’t youdareever hold back just because of me.”

Jordan studies him for a moment. “You mean…” He sniffles. “You mean I’mnotgetting chained up for good or a tattoo?” He holds that wide-eyed disappointment for nearly two seconds until a beaming grin breaks through, making me and Leo laugh.

“Sorry, baby,” Leo says. “We can negotiate that, if you want.”

Jordan laughs. “I’m good.”

“But, seriously,” Leo continues. “New rule, just to spell it out. This applies to both of you. Anything goes with fantasies with the explicit understanding that just because wesaysomething doesn’t mean we’redoingit. So completely let loose. If you want us to say we’re going to pass you around to a room full of guys, if that gets you off, cool. But we understand that it’s literally just a fantasy that will never come to pass, because we are not sharing your perfect little ass.”

Jordan nods. “Agreed.” He plays with my collar. “Not sharing you two, either.”

“Agreed,” I say. “I have a hard enough time sharing you with this fucking sadist.”

“True story,” Leo jokes.

Leo’s cock slides out and Jordan raises his ass, which dislodges my cock, too. I feel Leo quickly jam a hand towel in there to protect my slacks and then Jordan sits back so Leo can drop another one there.

He steps away from us and I hear him cleaning up with wipes. Then he hands a couple to Jordan, who starts mopping us up.

Only once it’s reasonably safe do we make our wan into the private bathroom, Jordan still naked, to clean up in the light. Leo’s the first to zip up and he returns to the Oval to grab Jordan’s clothes and turn on a lamp on the table behind my desk to start cleaning things up.

I pull Jordan into my arms and stare down into his eyes. “Don’t worry,” I whisper. “The little slut will always be able to ask Mister President to put him through his paces.”

He rises onto his toes to kiss me, but then his fingers thread into my hair and suddenly, the slut is gone and Sir’s standing there.

Even his voice is different. “I think,” he slowly says, “that there’s a certain pet who’s been allowed to fuck off for far too long. Isn’t there?”

My pulse thrums, races, and my mouth’s suddenly dry. “Yes, Sir.”

His grip tightens even more, eye-watering. “I think I’d like to trainMypet—not Leo’s pet—to come while locked up and fucking a toy. What do you think?”

Mister President might look like he’s in control but during our play there’s quite a bit of me following the slut’s lead to flesh out the fantasies for him.

But Sir and His pet have a completely different dynamic.

“Sir’s choice,” I whisper.

He presses his lips to my ear. “Smart answer,pet.”

Leo returns and like that, Sir’s gone and the happy little slut is back and even hard again. Leo pins him against the shower wall by the throat. While I play with Jordan’s nipples, Leo viciously jerks him off, which only takes a couple of minutes and leaves Jordan weak-kneed and sated.

And leaves a splash of cum all over the shower.

I scoop Jordan into my arms and kiss him, hauling him out of the shower as Leo rinses things clean. “Did we finally wear you out?” I stand him on his feet.