Page 3 of The Loneliest Number (The Thirst Trap #3)

Chapter three

Pixie

S affy’s fingertips graze my mid-drift as she gathers up the hem of my shirt to draw it over my head. I lift my arms to help her and am rewarded with the brush of her hands down the underside of my arms and my sides once she’s cast my clothing aside. I sigh with pleasure.

“She’s taken my shirt off and is stroking my sides.”

Our eyes meet, and it’s one hundred times hotter to be commentating the whole experience.

It makes it even more real when I talk through what she’s doing to me.

Like my body and my mind both know what’s happening.

I’m having to process each movement she makes to be able to tell Cam.

This is not a time for mindless pleasure, and it helps me stay grounded in the moment.

“She’s stroking a hand down my face and running her thumb over my bottom lip.” My words are muffled with her hand in the way, but I’m certain Cam can hear me because he groans.

“If I was untied right now, I’d join in and we’d both worship you, Pixie. Would you like that?”

“Yes.” I don’t even need to think about my answer, hoping that by the end of this evening, I find myself between them both.

“What’s she doing now?”

“She’s cupping my breast through my bra.” A groan slips out as she fondles me, causing my nipples to stiffen.

“Take it off her, Saff. You know you want to.”

“How is it you’re still trying to control the situation while you’re over there, all tied up?” she asks him with a sarcastic tone. But even with the snark, her hands reach round behind to unlatch my bra and ease the straps down my arms.

I’m bare from the waist up. She casts my bra aside and pauses to look at me. Goosebumps break out across my arms as her gaze smoulders.

“Fuck, Cam,” she mutters.

“What?”

“She’s stunning. She’s tiny; a proper little pixie. With magical lilac-coloured hair and green eyes that sparkle.” I squirm, awkwardness making an appearance at being the subject of their chatter.

“Is she naked yet?” His tone is urgent, tugging the corners of my mouth into a smile. His obsession with me being naked heats my blood. This man hasn’t even seen me yet, and he wants me. There’s a power in that.

“Patience.” Saffy’s voice is commanding.

Her previous huskiness disappears with the order.

And my underwear gets even more damp. Is she going to order me around too?

Will I like it? Our eyes meet, and she places a finger over her lips in a shushing motion.

Her brows raise as she reaches her hands toward the fastening of my jeans.

I nod, knowing what she’s requesting. I draw in a shaky breath as she loosens the button, and the rasp of my zip being drawn down is loud in the otherwise quiet room.

Cam lets out a moan and another low “fuck”.

Her hands push inside my jeans on either side, and she eases them down.

She kneels at my feet to remove each leg.

She may be the one on her knees, but we all know that she’s the one in charge here.

She’s the one who has brought us all together this evening, and she clearly has plans for the both of us.

“She’s wet, Cam.” The huskiness is back. “Her underwear is ruined.” His groan reverberates through his chest. “Do you want to taste?”

“So fucking much,” he declares, and I’m amazed how someone completely at the mercy of others can still sound so commanding.

She hooks her fingers into my underwear and draws them down my legs. Her tongue pokes out between her lips as she does so, which elevates her cuteness level sky-high.

“Step out for me, hen,” she requests, and I do exactly as I’m told, eager to please this woman in whatever way I can.

Her chin tilts upwards, and our eyes meet.

I shiver involuntarily as the spark between us increases.

“She’s exquisite, Cam. You’re going to lose your mind when you see how gorgeous she is.

” It’s like she’s speaking directly to me as her gaze pierces mine.

I swear, it unlocks something brand new inside me.

I would happily crawl across the floor for this woman if she asked me right now.

“When can I see her?” His voice has a hint of pleading to it, and I enjoy the idea of him begging to see me.

“Soon.” She gives me a wide grin, her white teeth showing between her plump pink lips. “I think you should taste her first.”

I draw in an unsteady breath as Cam fidgets within his restraints. “Fuck, yes,” he responds.

My eyes are wide as she leans forward, nuzzling my strip of curls with her nose. “Hmmm, she smells so delicious. It’ll make you feral.”

She presses a kiss above my curls, making me ready to sink into pleasure as my thighs tremble, but disappointment clouds over me when she moves back and gets to her feet.

When she catches sight of my face, she giggles.

“I promise it will be worth the wait,” she tells me as she clasps my hand and urges me up onto the bed.

She steps close, pressing her lips to my ear to whisper, “I’m going to position you over his face.

I want you to hover, no matter how much he begs, okay? ”

I nod. She helps me straddle Cam’s head with a knee on either side. I’m facing his toes as well as his angry-looking erection. The inside of my thighs brush against his ears. He’s holding his breath, and I do the same; both of us waiting for what comes next.

I don’t know where to put my hands, so I lean them down onto his chest, which pushes my breasts together. Saff stands and watches, her bottom lip caught between her teeth.

“We didn’t agree to this in advance, so I won’t, but you two would make the most stunning photo right now.”

“Sit down, Pixie.” Cam’s voice is coaxing, but it’s edged with frustration. “Please.”

“I can’t. She told me I couldn’t.” I’m staring at Saffy as I say it, and her eyes sparkle with mischief. She’s captivating.

“I’m going to undress. And you’re going to watch. You’re going to tell Cam what’s happening. And if you do a good job, I’ll let you sit on his face. Okay?”

My reply comes out shaky. “Yes.”

“Good girl. You may begin.” I want to whimper at her praise. I want to make her happy.

“She’s easing off her trousers down over her hips. Her thighs are bare, and she’s pushing them down to her ankles.” My speech comes out in a rush, and she seems to deliberately slow her movements. I try to rein in my impatience, but I need things to move along, craving more.

“She’s stepping out, one foot at a time. Her feet are already bare.” Cam makes no sound underneath me, but the warmth of his breath skitters over my core, causing heat to spread through me. I have never wanted to sit down so desperately before this moment.

“Please, keep going…” he urges me.

“She’s pulled her t-shirt over her head.

She’s just wearing her bra and knickers now.

” I hesitate, wondering if he’s already seen them or if I should describe them.

And to allow myself time to take in the sight of her sexy curves.

I want to run my hands all over her, to cup her pussy through her cotton knickers, darkened with the dampness of arousal.

“What do they look like?” he asks, his breath against my thigh as he turns to the side and tries to nuzzle me.

“N-n-navy,” I stutter, distracted by his head between my thighs. “They’re navy. The pants are cotton with pretty lace trim. The bra looks more shiny and is a mix of solid navy and navy lace. She’s running her hands down her sides. I can see her nipples pressing against the cup of her bra.”

I’m convinced my pussy is going to drip onto his face at any moment.

I’m so turned on right now. This whole scenario is completely new to me and I fucking love it.

Anytime I’ve been with two people at once, we’ve all had all of our senses.

But having to explain what I can see to Cam is adding an extra dimension to this whole experience.

He nibbles at my thigh, and I look down at his neck straining where he’s reaching for me, letting out a low moan at the sight of his teeth on my flesh.

Saffy tuts loudly, drawing my attention. “He’s never been very patient,” she says with an air of fake disappointment. “Perhaps he doesn’t deserve what I have planned.”

“I’d like to see you laying in this position, Saff, and being able to smell how fucking wet her cunt is, and not try to do anything about it.” He growls the words, sounding as grumpy as he had when I first arrived. I squirm with the need now pounding through my veins.

“Fine, I’ll move things along then.” She quirks a brow at me as she reaches behind to unclasp her bra.

“She’s undoing her bra, and it’s coming off down her arms.” My voice sounds needy. I clear my throat, trying to regain my composure, but it’s nowhere to be found. No-one’s even properly touched me yet. This pair is going to ruin me. And I can’t fucking wait.

“She’s pushing her panties down her legs and kicking them off. She’s naked now…” My voice trails off as Saff saunters over to the bed.

“Happy there?” she asks me.

“Yes,” comes my quick response.

“So, I’ll take this end?”

Cam’s sigh blows air in all the places I want his lips and his tongue, causing me to wriggle.

I nod my agreement as she grabs a condom from the nightstand and rips open the packet to roll it down his shaft before lifting a leg over his waist so we are each straddling him and facing each other.

“Hey,” she says in a whisper, leaning forward to kiss me. Her lips press firmly to mine before she dips her tongue into my mouth. I moan, causing an echo from Cam between my legs. “Sit down, Pixie,” she orders as she breaks our kiss.