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“ G uys.” The email from Red already has me hard as I sit behind my computer at my desk. I was supposed to be finishing some late-night work—my company is in the final stages of acquiring a smaller firm—but the moment I see her name pop up in my inbox, all thoughts of work vanish. I invited Shadow and Raven over for a drink while I wrapped things up, but this is far more interesting. “Come here.”

Shadow and Raven move to stand on either side of me, curiosity piqued. We read the email together, the words lighting a fire in my veins.

“More than one partner?” Raven repeats, a smirk forming on his lips. “I like this girl.”

“You will,” I agree, unable to keep the satisfaction out of my voice. I pull up the photo she sent—the one I can’t seem to get out of my head—and hand my phone over to them. Raven and Shadow take it as they head back to their seats.

“Fuck,” Shadow mutters, sinking into his chair as he snatches the phone from Raven, his eyes glued to the screen. “She’s something else. ”

Raven chuckles, leaning back and sipping his drink. “She’s got potential, that’s for sure. You think she’s serious about the multiple partners?”

“I think she’s curious,” I reply, my fingers already moving over the keyboard as I form a response. “And curiosity is something we can work with.”

I pause for a moment, considering my words carefully. Red is on the verge of something, and it’s my job to guide her through it, to push her just enough to see where her boundaries really lie.

You’re full of surprises, Red.

I type, my heart pounding with anticipation.

More than one partner? Something less than conventional? I think we can explore that. But first, let’s talk specifics.

What do you imagine when you think of multiple partners? Do you want them all at once, or in different scenarios? And as for something less than conventional—why don’t you tell me what’s been on your mind?

I lean back, rereading the email before hitting Send . My cock throbs in my slacks. The thought of her fantasizing about us—about me—sends a rush of adrenaline through my body. I glance over at Shadow and Raven, who are still staring at the photo, and a slow grin spreads across my face.

“Looks like we might have found someone worth our time, boys.”

Raven raises his glass in a mock toast. “Here’s to finding out just how far she’s willing to go.”

Shadow nods, his eyes dark with intent. “This could be interesting. ”

I smirk, the thrill of the chase sending a fresh wave of excitement through me. “Oh, it will be.”

Almost as soon as I lean back in my chair, my computer chimes with a response. I chuckle as both Raven and Shadow shoot up from their seats, coming to stand behind me, eager to read along.

Well… I’ve never had more than one partner at a time, but it is something I’ve thought about. You asked me what my deepest desire was. You remember?

Of course, I remember. Fuck . The excitement surges again, nearly overwhelming as I force myself to take a few deep breaths, trying to calm the storm inside. I don’t want to scare her off—not when we’re so close.

I remember.

I type back; the words coming out steadily despite the adrenaline coursing through me.

Do you have one? Is there a fantasy that you think about more than others?

“What do you think it is?” Raven asks, his voice low and laced with intrigue.

I shake my head with a shrug, my eyes glued to the screen. “I don’t know. All I know is that it’s going to be good. This is what we’ve been waiting for, boys.”

Raven nods, leaning in a little closer as if the words on the screen might reveal her secrets. “She’s holding back, but not for long.”

Shadow crosses his arms, his gaze focused and intent. “Whatever it is, she’s on the edge. It’s our job to push her over. ”

I grin, the thrill of the unknown mingling with the satisfaction of finally finding someone who might be willing to go there. “Exactly. And when she does, we’ll be ready.”

The three of us stand in silence for a moment, the weight of what’s to come settling over us like a tangible force. I can feel it—the potential, the power—and it’s intoxicating. My fingers hover over the keyboard, waiting for the next move, the next hint of what lies beneath her carefully chosen words.

This is what I’ve been craving: the anticipation, the game, the delicate dance of pushing boundaries without breaking them. And with Red, I know it’s going to be worth the wait.