There’s a brief pause as Kady interprets whether I’m joking or not. I have to turn my head away so she can’t see the smile I’m trying to hide.
I wait for it…3…2…1…she smacks me on my bicep and pushes me backwards on the bed. I bob back up.
“Shut it, you. You’re just a big oaf and completely full of yourself.”
I grunt playfully at the punch she just threw and laugh. She eyes me suspiciously, her blue eyes squinting as if trying to discern the truth.
“Have you? Ever had a threesome? Cause you joked about it the other day, but I’m not so sure you were kidding. I’ve heard about a lot of professional players use their celebrity to indulge in certain sexual activities. I’m not passing judgment, or anything. I think it’s kind of hot. I’m just not sure I’d be into it – the sharing thing. I’ve had to do that with my sister all my life.”
Oh fuck. Now I’m completely hard again. Is she saying she and her twin have shared sexual partners?
She must see the look on my face and her eyes widen.
“Shit, I didn’t mean it that way, you perv. I just meant that I don’t think I’d be into sharing with another girl. But,” she hesitates, fiddling with an imaginary piece of lint on the sheet. “I have kissed a girl before.”
That’s what I like about Kady. She’s one hundred percent honest in her sexuality. It makes me want to open up to her, too. I have nothing to lose in this situation, unless she really does pass judgment and looks at me in shame.
I pull her close, stroking the smooth curve of her spine to make sure she knows I’m here with her and only her. She’s the one I want.
“That’s pretty hot. And yeah, I sort of have had a three-way,” I admit with a slight hesitation and embarrassment. “I, uh…well, these two girls came up to me in a bar a few months back and took me back to their hotel room. I didn’t fuck them both, but I did watch them get each other off.”
I stop for a second when she makes a tiny noise from somewhere in the back of her throat. Oh shit, it turned her on.
“Did you like it?” she asks in a husky voice.
I think about her question and consider how to answer. What red-blooded man wouldn’t enjoy it? Of course, I liked it. But not as much as I’ve enjoyed this with her. There was no intimacy in the act with the two girls back then. I was detached, looking in from the outside. As if watching a scene from a porn movie or girls at a strip club.
My cock grows and strains into the soft flesh of her belly because the conversation is all about sex and desires.
“Sure, it was hot. But it wasn’t like this. I didn’t feel anything for them as I do for you. I didn’t share anything with them. Do you feel this, Kady?”
I bring her hand to my heart. It’s beating wildly and spastically.
“I want to hear about your “I kissed a girl” moment. Did you like it?” I ask teasingly, leading her hand between us and placing her palm against my growing, twitching cock.
I let go and maneuver my hand between her legs, allowing my finger to lightly drift over her center, still damp from earlier. She’s petal soft and dewy wet, as my thumb and finger spread her open, flicking at her swollen clit.
She cries out and pushes against me, her hand trapped between her body and my thrumming dick.
“Tell me…did it turn you on to kiss another woman? Her soft lips against yours? Her small tongue inside your mouth? Did she use her mouth here, too?”
I tap at her clit and her breath speeds up, her chest heaving with anticipation and excitement.
She stammers. “Yes…no…I don’t know. I can’t think when you do that.”
It makes me insanely happy to know I can distract her to the point of losing her conversational skills. In fact, I’m pretty close to that, too.
“I want you again, Kitty,” I growl, my voice scratchy even to my own ears.
And then she grins that sexy, kittenish Kady smile and my dick knows he’s getting lucky again.
Her voice is sexed-up and flirty when she replies.
“When in Rome.”
