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WhenIvideocalledher and I saw them together, it was obvious. Instantly. Their chemistry. Their connection. It might have made some men jealous, but the thought of watching someone with their hands on her, instructing them both, watching her come, having both of their hands and mouths on me. God, that shit turned me on. We’d talked about it a lot over the years. Fantasizing. But no one had ever sparked our interest, and we agreed it was something we both had to be into. I wouldn’t risk my relationship with Ivy for a night with someone else.
But when I saw them, I knew. How he pressed against her. The way she blushed. Her breathless response to my questions. She was attracted to him, and he wanted her. And fuck, I wanted both of them.Did that make me greedy?Ivy and I had been together for twelve years, but before then I'd experimented a lot. Men, women, men and women, lots of people all at once, so I didn’t know who was doing what to me. But meeting her changed all that, and she had been enough all these years. She still was enough, but I couldn’t deny that seeing her with Gray had sparked something in me and I’d had a constant boner since that night.
We’d spoken about it when she got back to the hotel from the gig and she’d been honest with me. She liked him. He did things to her body, and she wondered what it would be like to touch him. I told her I’d been thinking the same. I watched that night as she fucked herself with her fingers while I told her all the ways I wanted to punish her greedy pussy when she got home.
She hung up the video call after telling me that my filthy mouth was going to get me into trouble before she whispered she loved me.
About an hour later, my phone rang with an unknown number.
“Ethan Tate,” I answered.
“Ethan, it’s Grayson Hill, from the Cosmic Gods.”
“Grayson. How can I help? Is Ivy okay?”
“Gray, please and yes, she’s fine. I just wanted to invite you out with us for Ivy’s last night with us. We're going to take her for dinner and then to a club. I think she’d love it if you were there. I know she’s missed you.”
“I have a dinner meeting, but I can make it to the club. What time will you be there?”
“About midnight.”
“Perfect. Gray, I have a question to ask.”
“Fine.”
“Do you like her?”
“She’s amazing. Her photos are—”
“That’s not what I meant, Gray. I’d like you to be honest. Do you think Ivy is beautiful? Would you like to put your hands on her?” My voice dropped to that demanding tone that Ivy loved, and I was desperate to test it on him to see how he’d react.
“Yes,” he husked out without hesitation and my cock swelled at his admission.
“I want you to tell her. In the club. I want to hear you tell her what you want to do to her if you got the chance to be with her.”
“What?” he questioned. The shock clear in his voice. “Why? I can’t.”
“You can. I’ll be there, nearby. I want to hear you tell her and you’ll be rewarded.”
I heard him swallow. “Look, I don’t know what fucked up game this is, Ethan. I’ve had enough bad press recently. Accosting our photographer and telling her my dirty fucked up fantasies isn’t something I want to see as another headline.”
“Do you trust Ivy, Gray?”
“Of course.”
“Then trust me, too. Tell her. Let me hear it. Let me reward you.”
I listened to him groan and I couldn’t help but imagine what it would like to hear him make that noise while his lips were around my cock.
“Okay, but you have to promise I won’t see this as a headline, Ethan.”
“I promise you. You can trust me, Gray.”
I arrived just before midnight and found the darkest corner of the VIP room he’d instructed his security team to let me into and waited where he’d told me to. I watched as he wrapped his arm around her and started to tell her all the things he wanted to do to her.
They looked stunning together. Gray was younger than us. Scruff covered his square jaw, accentuating the high cheekbones carved into his face. His gray eyes glistened, even in the dark light of the club and his body was something else, making me wonder what he looked like under those tight jeans. She was dressed in a short jumpsuit, and it took every ounce of strength to not stalk over there and run my tongue up the inside of her thigh, burying my mouth in her soft folds. She leaned back into him while his fingers skimmed the same thighs I was desperate to lick. I was already hard; my cock aching with need, precum soaking through my boxers, but then I heard her whisper my name, and I almost came. Even now, pressed up against a world famous, hot as hell rock star, she was thinking about me.
My feet started moving before I realized what I was doing, desperate to be a part of this moment with them. She moaned out my name when she saw me. A look of panic flashed across her face, as if she was doing something wrong. I pressed my lips to hers as she sank into me, her familiarity soothing my soul after not seeing her for two weeks.
