Mia patted his chest. “She can handle you.”
“Maybe you should be with us.”
Mia snatched her hand away. “Excuse me?”
“I think you should be in the room when we swap,” he clarified.
Mia's mouth sagged open. “You want me to watch you have sex with my best friend?”
He opened his eyes and studied her face. “I thought you were okay with it.”
She was when she thought they would have private rooms. This was something entirely different. “Well, yes, but . . .”
“I'm not asking you to join in.”
A vision exploded inside her head. She was in bed with Jamie and Aidan, both determined to give her pleasure. They would make it a competition. Mia would be in the middle as their hands and mouths roamed over her naked body. . . .
“Unless you want to.”
Mia jerked out of the daydream. “No, thanks.”
If she ever did a threesome, it would be with Aidan and Caleb. She would want all the attention and pleasure directed on her. Although if her daydream was any indication, she would find that no matter who her partners were.
“You'll need to be with Jamie,” Aidan decided and burrowed his head into his pillow. “It will make her feel safer. More comfortable.”
“I thought you knew Jamie,” Mia teased. “She doesn't care about comfort. She's all about what's dangerous and wild.”
“She might change her mind when she's with me. You can coach her through it.”
“Ha! Me teaching Jamie about sex?” She had to laugh. “That'll be the day!”
Aidan rolled over and pinned Mia to the mattress. He held her arms out wide and didn't speak until she looked into his eyes.
“Mia, don't sell yourself short. You are the most sensual woman I've ever known.”
Mia's heart melted a little from his words, but she knew he would say that to her. She was his girlfriend after all. “But I've hardly done as much as she has.”
“Doesn't matter,” he said as he nuzzled her neck. He deeply inhaled her scent. “You know how to give and receive pleasure.”
Mia smiled shyly and blushed.
Aidan traced the love bite behind her ear, which he had given her earlier in the week. “And when you and Caleb get together, I want to be there.”
“Wait a second.” The warmth zinging her body disappeared in an instant. “I didn't agree to that.”
Was this why he was being so accommodating, and why he'd invited her to be in the room when he and Jamie got together? Was he choosing his battles? Then Aidan was in for a big surprise. She wasn't going to obey this wish so easily.
“What's the problem?” he whispered in her ear.
“IâI . . .” She tried again. “You don't have to worry about me.”
“I'm not.”
She closed her eyes and sighed. How was she going to explain this? “Trying something different means not having you involved.”
Aidan lifted his head, and she saw the hurt flicker in his eyes. “I see.”
Mia pressed her lips together. That hadn't come out right. And it wasn't like she had to have privacy to find satisfaction. The four of them had urged one another on when they'd shared a few kisses. She'd even enjoyed it when Jamie had kissed Aidan.
That had surprised her. She thought she would feel a twinge of jealousy or insecurity. Instead, the kiss got her excited.
Now she wondered if she had ruined the swap because she didn't want Aidan watching over every sexual situation in her life.
Aidan sighed. “How about a compromise?”
Compromise? Mia tilted her head, as if she didn't trust her hearing. Did Aidan, her dominating lover, just offer a compromise when it came to sex? “What are you suggesting?”
“You let me watch the first time you and Caleb are together . . . .”
First time? Her heart gave a twist. How many times did he think Caleb could get it up in a night? “And?” she prompted.
“And we'll extend the swap to last until Jamie leaves Monday morning.”
That was four days of swapping. It was more than Mia had hoped for. How could she possibly say no? She wasn't going to waste her time weighing the potential problems. “Agreed.”
“I'll call in sick tomorrow.”
“This isn't a done deal,” Mia told him. She didn't want him to lose a day of work for nothing. “We still need to get the others to agree.”
“Oh, I doubt that's going to be a problem,” Aidan said as he claimed her mouth with his.
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The next morning Jamie jumped up from the kitchen table and stared at Mia standing beside her before glaring at Aidan leaning against the doorway. “You both have lost your ever-lovin' minds.”
Mia held up her hand. “Jamie . . .”
Jamie looked at her friend. How could Mia agree to this plan? “The way he's explaining it, he wants to dominate me.”
“Well . . .” Mia's voice puttered out.
Jamie pointed at Aidan. “I'm not agreeing to be a guy's sex slave.”
“You won't be,” Mia promised. “I'll make sure of it.”
Jamie raised her eyebrow. “You?” She adored her friend, but Mia could not stop Aidan from doing whatever he pleased.
“I'll be right there with you.”
Whoa. Jamie's eyes darted from Mia to Aidan. Mia was going to be with them while they had sex? That put a different spin on things.
Jamie had been pleasantly surprised by how she felt kissing Mia. Oh, who was she kidding? Kissing Mia had rocked her world.
Mia wasn't the first girl she'd kissed, and she probably wouldn't be the last. But kissing Mia was different. It aroused Jamie, and she felt the emotional bond between them tightening.
Jamie cast a suspicious look in Aidan's direction. “What do you plan to do to me?”
“Forget it,” he said. “It's not going to work if she can't trust us.”
“Trust isn't the problem.” She trusted Mia with her life. Aidan wouldn't cause her pain, but he would try to make her surrender. She didn't do that for any guy.
“Then what is?” Mia asked, desperate to make this work. It made Jamie feel even worse for refusing.
Jamie folded her arms across her chest and glared at Aidan. “I don't like being tied up.”
“Why?” he asked.
“I have this thing about freedom.” Didn't everyone? Well, everyone but Mia, but she didn't know any better. That was why she needed this swap.
“What about your lover?” Aidan asked. “Swapping isn't all about your fantasies and what you want. It's also about your partner's need.”
What was he suggesting? That she was a selfish lover? To whom had he been talking? “I can do that and stay away from bindings. I'm multitalented that way.”
“Maybe you need an introductory lesson,” Aidan suggested.
It was difficult for Jamie to keep the outrage from bubbling to the surface. “Lesson?” she repeated. Did he know who he's talking to?
“What if Mia holds you down?”
Jamie blinked, and she looked at Mia. “How?” Mia appeared fragile and petite. She wasn't muscular, but Jamie knew Mia's strength was moving fast.
“You'll take off your clothes and lie on the table,” Aidan said. “Mia will sit on the end where your head is, and she'll hold your wrists down.”
Jamie's nipples tightened at his matter-of-fact explanation. “And you?”
“I'll hold on to your legs.”
That wasn't the answer she was looking for. She wanted to know what he had in store for her. Was he going to tease her unmercifully or drive his cock into her without any foreplay?
“It's okay, Jamie,” Mia said, resting her hands on her shoulders. “You don't have to do this. I don't want you to be uncomfortable about anything.”
Okay, now the world had gone mad. When Mia was trying to soothe Jamie about sex, she had lost control of the situation completely. Jamie rubbed her tired eyes, knowing she had to regroup.
She wasn't afraid or uncomfortable with bondage, but she liked to keep it to a minimum. If a guy tied her up, he was inevitably testing this luck. Aidan was no different from any other man in Clover Bud.
But what was she worried about? Aidan wasn't smarter or stronger than she was. Jamie knew she could handle him with her hands literally tied behind her back.
“Okay, Aidan.” She rubbed her hands together. “Let's do it.”
“Now?” Mia asked, obviously surprised by her attitude change.
“No time like the present,” Jamie said with a shrug. “Would you like to undress me?”
“No,” Aidan said coolly. “Mia will.”
“What?” Mia said. It was obviously news to her. “I thought . . .”
“It's no big deal, Mia,” Jamie said. “You've helped me in and out of clothes in dressing rooms.”
“Yeah, but...” Her voice trailed off. She cleared her throat and rolled her shoulder back. “Okay, sure.”
Jamie felt jumpy as Mia stood behind her, and she flinched when she felt her friend's hands on her waist. Mia grabbed the hem of Jamie's T-shirt and inched it above her abdomen and ribs. Jamie kept her eyes defiantly on Aidan. Once her shirt went over her breasts, Jamie raised her arms, and Mia pulled it free.
She felt Mia hesitate. Was Mia trying to decide how to attack her front-closure bra? Rather than going around and blocking Aidan's view, Mia reached around Jamie and unhooked the bra.
Jamie shivered as Mia's arms went around her. Mia and she had hugged before, but this was different. The sight of Mia's delicate hands next to her voluptuous breasts was startling.
Mia slowly peeled the bra from Jamie's breasts and allowed the shoulder straps to drop down her arms. Jamie wished Mia would touch her breasts. She would be happy if Mia's hand brushed against her tightening nipples. But Mia was being very careful not to touch her. Jamie shrugged off the bra and heard it drop to the tile floor.
Mia was already hooking her fingers around the waistbands of Jamie's shorts and panties. She worked them down Jamie's legs. Jamie decided not to help Mia or make it easier for her friend. She stood still and continued to watch Aidan.
The man was playing it cool. There was no tension, no shifting of his feet. One would think he wasn't turned on by the sight. But what man didn't want to see his girlfriend strip her best friend naked? How often did his girlfriend prepare another woman for him to play with?
Aidan could play it anyway he liked, but she had seen his eyes. They were hot and smoky with lust. He was just as aroused as she was. Now if only she could see Mia's expression. Was her friend getting turned on? Was Mia getting excited undressing her? Jamie wanted that to be the case.
“Lie on the table,” Aidan said the moment Jamie stepped out of her clothes.
She bristled at the order. “I'm getting there.” She knew what was expected of her. She'd do it when she was good and ready. Did he like the sound of his voice ordering commands?
She perched on the edge of the round table, surprised at how cold it felt against her skin. Jamie slowly reclined, jerking still when she felt Mia's hand on her shoulders. Her nipples stung with anticipation, but Mia was only guiding her down gently.
Once Jamie's head touched on the wood table, Mia reached for her arms. She stretched them above Jamie's head and held her wrists firmly against the table. Jamie thought Mia was taking her job way too seriously. And shouldn't Mia be on her side and loosen her hold?
Aidan strolled toward the table, his eyes slowly going over every inch of Jamie. Her skin tingled with anticipation as her breasts felt full and heavy. Heat seeped through her body, flooding her core.
But Aidan didn't move. His gaze took in every inch of Jamie, from her puckered nipples to her glistening pussy, but he didn't touch her. He seemed content to look.
“I'll be right back.” he said as he turned and walked out of the kitchen. “Don't move.”
“What the hell?” Where did Aidan think he was going? She was laid out before him, and he walked away? The nerve. Jamie tried to get up, but Mia's hold tightened on her wrists.
“Don't move, Jamie,” Mia whispered.
Jamie rolled her eyes. “Oh, like he's going to know.”
“He will.” Mia paused. “By the way, thanks for swapping.”
“No need to thank me. This is going to be fun.” And the moment she said it, she knew it would be. Okay, she wasn't sure about being pinned down, but she'd have Aidan pinned down before she left Clover Bud. The challenge excited her.
Aidan excited her. She wasn't sure how she felt about that. She had never thought of him that way because he was Mia's. Now that she was borrowing him, she was beginning to see what Mia saw in him.
Aidan returned. Jamie noticed he wasn't carrying anything, and nothing was different in his appearance. The man had walked away to play mind games with her. She wasn't going to tolerate that.
Not that she had much say in the matter as Aidan grasped Jamie's knees and parted legs. He stepped between her knees, cupped her face with his hands, and claimed her mouth. There was no coaxing as he immediately darted his tongue past her lips. She caught him and drew him in deeper.
Aidan pulled away and glared at her. She smirked back at him. Had he really thought she would lie there and do nothing?
“Mia,” he asked as he kept his eyes firmly on Jamie, “what do you think your friend would like?”
Jamie's jaw shifted to one side. She didn't like being talked about as if she weren't in the room. “Why don't you ask me?”
“Because I'm interested in Mia's opinion.”