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The bathroom has a glass shower and a jacuzzi tub. Along the wall is a cabinet that has the doors open, displaying an array of floggers, shackles, pinwheels, blindfolds, and restraints. There’s a cross set up on the wall and a freaking sex swing that sits in the middle of it all. It’s something straight out of that movie based on a book.
“Guess they’re making sure we have everything we could need for any kink. Speaking of, once you’re done in here, we need to look at your list of limits and go over them. We want to make sure you’re one hundred percent comfortable.” Dimitri smiles before tapping Donovan on the shoulder and nodding toward the bedroom.
I shut the door and take a seat on the toilet. Blowing out a deep breath, I gaze around, letting everything soak in.
How the hell did I end up here? Oh yeah, a slimeball ex, a snake of a best friend, and alcohol. That’s what got me here. A small part of me wonders if I asked Donovan and Dimitri if we could just say we had sex and didn’t, if they would be okay with it.
But then there’s another part that just wants to do it. They’re both hot as hell and I can imagine how good they’d make it for me. Will they care that I’m a virgin?
My heart is racing just thinking about what it’ll feel like when one takes my virginity, and it makes my core throb.
Will it hurt like all my friends said it did? Or will two men who know what they’re doing make it different?
Would it be easier to just get it over with, letting Dimitri or Donovan slam their cock deep inside of me with one thrust?
My anxiety builds the longer I let my mind run crazy with the what-ifs, and I know I need to stop.
Standing up, I step up to the sink and splash some cool water on my face, then take one of the meticulously folded towels from the rack and pat it dry.
Placing my hands on the counter, I look directly into the mirror, gazing at the reflection staring back at me.
She’s so innocent, trusting of people, and look what it got her. But tonight she’s taking back control.
Straightening my posture, I smooth down my dress and pinch my cheeks, adding some color to them.
Okay, it’s now or never.
Stepping back into the bedroom, I see Donovan seated in a chair across from the bed, jacket unbuttoned, and a glass of liquor in his hands. Dimitri sits on the edge of the bed, with the bag they gave me in his hands. He’s taken his jacket off.
“Guess we should open that, huh?” Both their heads turn quickly to me.
“Yeah. We didn’t open it. Figured it was something we needed to do together. Donovan and I, well, we have no limits. We’re pretty much into everything.”
“No scat.” Donovan quickly interjects with a look of horror on his face. “No offense, lass, but I dinnae want anyone’s shite on me.” It makes us all laugh, effectively cutting some of the tension in the room.
“Yeah, that’ll be for both of us.” Dimitri smirks.
“We’re not into guys, so there won’t be any sword crossing, although we are comfortable sharing and being naked in front of each other. I do want to let you know that I like to watch. Seeing Dimitri pleasure you as you orgasm is a turn-on.”
“Thank you. I’m okay with those. You can go ahead and open it. I want to be honest with both of you. My friend helped me fill it out while I was drinking, so I’m really not sure what she checked off.” I sway back and forth, unsure what to do.
Do I sit down? Undress? Crawl on my knees over to them and pull their cocks out of their pants?
“This is kind of a personal question, but seeing where we are and the fact Dimitri’s holding that in his hands, how much sexual experience do you have?”
I gulp.
Here we go. I knew it was going to come up.
“If you don’t want to tell us, we can skip that part. We can open the bag, go over the limits or we can play it by ear and see what you like. If there’s something you don't, we stop. If there’s something you know without a shadow of a doubt you won’t like, then you can tell us and we’ll skip it.” Dimitri pats the bed beside him, and I slowly move over and sit down.
My pulse quickens, and I can feel the sweat beading on my forehead. My stomach churns and I feel like I’m going to vomit.
Why am I so nervous?
I clear my throat as I glance between the two of them.
“I, umm, don’t know what I like. I’m a virgin.”
