and over again. Can you handle that?”
Her eyes dilated and her breathing grew choppy so he knew his words got to her, but would she dare go through with it?
“Have you done this before?” She searched his gaze with hers.
“No. We’ve never wanted to share anyone but you, Miki.”
She swung her gaze to Dayne who now stood beside him.
“Grant and I are close. Really close, but we’ve never felt this way about anyone else. It’s you, Miki. You’re the only one who brings out this need to share with Grant.”
The silence stretched between them like an invisible rubber band pulled tighter and tighter. Grant held his breath, his heart pounding in his ears, as he waited for Miki to run. He didn’t dare hope she’d agree to their demands now they’d detailed them so clearly.
“Okay, I want to be the one you share.”
Relief and excitement, quickly followed by unease, rushed through Grant as he let out his breath. If they were going to do this, make this work beyond one night, they had to be honest about everything. It wouldn’t work otherwise. It seemed they were going to be playing Truth or Dare all night.
“There’s one rule.”
“Rule?”
“Yes. You hold nothing back and that includes your fear. If it doesn’t feel good or you’re unsure you say so and we stop. Re-evaluate. Understand?”
She nodded, but Grant wanted to hear her say it.
“Out loud, I want to hear the word, Miki.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Good. Now strip.”
Her gasp of surprise sent fresh longing through his veins, and he leaned in to taste her breath. He took her mouth with savage intent, thrusting his tongue deep to claim what would be his. She moaned and the sound caught between them as he stroked over hot moist flesh. Their tongues duelled until he’d coaxed hers out and sucked it hard. His hands found their way to her face and framed it, holding it in place so he could take what he wanted. It wasn’t enough.
Grant broke the kiss and stared into her dilated eyes. “I want you naked. Now.” He let her go and stepped back.
Dayne stood beside them, panting hard as though he’d been the one kissing Miki. His friend lunged forward, placing his mouth where Grant’s had just been. Dayne devoured her. The sight of the two of them together had Grant’s cock pulsing and pre-come oozing from the tip. Damn . That was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen, and he’d watched some pretty dirty porno flicks in his time.
“Jesus, let her go. I want her out of these clothes.” Grant stepped around them to the back of Miki and grabbed the zipper on her dowdy dress. He yanked it down all the way, exposing the smooth, creamy skin of her back. The temptation to lick her freckles was too much, so he bent forward and trailed his tongue the length of her spine. A moan slipped from her lips and he realised Dayne had let her loose.
He stepped back and looked over her shoulder at his friend. They each grabbed a strap on her dress and pushed it down her arms. The thin material floated over her body and pooled at her feet, leaving her standing there in a matching bra and panties set. Lace the colour of ripe peaches covered her hips and arse. A thin strip crossed her back. Grant swallowed, the sight of all that gorgeous flesh barely hidden had his cock jerking in his boxers and splashing the front with a large wet patch.
Grant couldn’t help himself, and he reached down and palmed her arse cheeks. The soft curves were warm beneath his hands. He plumped them, squeezed and groped until she moaned again. His fingers dipped lower, pushed the fabric of her panties into the crease and gave himself a tantalising glimpse of the heat to be found between her legs.
Miki arched her back, shoving her arse into his grip while thrusting her breasts into Dayne’s hands. Grant watched his friend tweak her nipples through her bra. They hardened, poked at the cloth covering them, and he wanted to take one into his mouth. He wanted to lick and suck every