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Yeah, way too eager today for any rules or games.
Neil had done the bedroom in baroque splendor, right down to the gilt-framed mirrors on the ceiling. The bed filled most of the room; mounded with pillows and a duvet so fluffy and thick it could have been a mattress of its own, the scrollwork headboard dotted here and there with anchor points for restraints and a built-in set of gold-plated shackles, it was the ultimate testament to our dedication to pleasure and pain.
A large wardrobe held our various toys, and Neil went to it and threw the doors open wide. “Anything from the trolley?” he joked.
El-Mudad kissed my forehead and left me to join Neil. He looked over the offerings with an amused tilt to his lips. “There are so many choices.”
“We have a whole week,” I reminded him. “Can I use the blue vibrator?”
“You can do whatever you’d like,” Neil said. It was strange to be in this space and not need to ask permission. He located the one I liked—a clitoral vibrator with a bulbous head and scoop-shaped handle—and handed it to me, then selected a medium-sized glass plug.
“Is that for you, or Sophie?” El-Mudad asked, running his fingers down Neil’s bare spine.
“I was hoping you’d fuck me,” Neil suggested. “While I’m fucking Sophie, perhaps?”
Unbelievably, we’d never done that before. I’d had them both at the same time. It seemed only fair that Neil should get the same experience. My nipples hardened, and I pressed my thighs together. “Oh, yes. Let’s do that,” I breathed.
I had way too many clothes on. All of us did. Neil tossed the plug, a bottle of silicone lube, and some wet wipes onto the bed then reached for El-Mudad. They kissed, their hands flashing between them. Neil fumbled with El-Mudad’s buttons while El-Mudad swiftly unbuckled Neil’s belt. El-Mudad pushed a hand into Neil’s pants, and Neil groaned.
I lost my blouse and my jeans, and when I stood there in my strappy black bra and matching thong, El-Mudad broke his mouth from Neil’s to look at me. “Come here.”
I shook my head. “No. I want to watch you two for a little while.”
The truth was, I loved watching Neil with another partner. It gave me a perspective I didn’t get when it was just us together. Occasionally, we recorded ourselves, but somehow, it wasn’t the same. And when he was with El-Mudad, it was different. Neil had a different way of moving, of touching when he was with a man. I watched with fascination as his mouth worked across El-Mudad’s jaw, and the way he responded to El-Mudad’s hand stroking him.
“I want to suck your cock,” Neil murmured against El-Mudad’s neck, softly biting to punctuate the sentence.
“Yes, please!” I squeaked, clapping my hands a little before I could stop myself.
They laughed and moved to the bed, and I joined them, lying beside El-Mudad as he situated himself on the pillows. From my position, I could look down his body, to where his erection strained against his fly. Neil’s hands moved to the zipper and pulled it down slowly. El-Mudad was totally commando underneath, and I gasped in delight.
“Did you miss it?” he teased, reaching out to run a finger down the line of my bra strap. “Take this off.”
I sat up and swung my hair over my shoulder. El-Mudad’s eyes followed my hands as I reached to unhook the bra, so I took my time slowly sliding it down my arms. The air conditioning made the room cool, but the goose bumps across my flesh, the tightening of my nipples had nothing to do with the temperature.
I lay beside El-Mudad, again, leaning all my bare skin against his. Having been apart for so long, his body should have been unfamiliar. Instead, he was like returning home after a long trip. He felt right beside me. He felt like he’d been missing.
Neil trailed kisses down El-Mudad’s stomach, the ridges of muscle there tensing with anticipation. I didn’t know what I wanted to watch more, Neil’s steady progress or El-Mudad’s reactions to it. My legs shifted restlessly on the duvet, and El-Mudad’s arm wrapped around my shoulders, urging me closer.
“Kiss me, Sophie,” he whispered, and I did, just in time to capture his moan as Neil reached his destination. El-Mudad’s hips rose, his fingers dug into my skin.
I lifted my head so I could watch Neil, hoping I could pick up some pointers. He’d told me more than once that, while my oral skills were great, “there are few things I enjoy more than a blowjob from someone who has a penis.”
I’d been offended the first time he’d said that, but after I’d had Gena go down on me, I’d totally understood what he’d meant.
Still, I took copious mental notes while I watched. Or tried to. It was difficult to concentrate on technique when there was so much to look at. Like the way El-Mudad’s hips writhed, and the glistening saliva on his shaft as Neil slowly lifted his head, leaving just the tip encircled by his lips.
