“She really likes oral,” Mia said.
“Mia!” she tried to look at her friend so she could glare at her. “I told you that in confidence.”
“Thank you, Mia.” He slowly kissed a path down Jamie's body, while squeezing and pinching her breasts.
Jamie twisted underneath Aidan's seductive touch. She had to admit that he was very focused on giving her pleasure. That surprised her. She thought he would take what he wanted and leave her begging for more.
But not once did he ask for anything from her. She wasn't sure if she liked that. Aidan didn't seek pleasure for himself as he stroked her body. His fingers seemed drawn to her ticklish and sensitive spots. She squealed and tried to move, but Mia held her tight.
Aidan pulled a chair behind him and sat down, his face level with her pussy. Jamie bit her lip, feeling very exposed. She was hot and aroused; the wet heat dripped from her core. And now Aidan knew it.
She wasn't embarrassed by her sexual need, but she didn't want Aidan to know how easy it had been to arouse her, especially since he wasn't panting or desperate to thrust into her. That was unusual; most of her sex partners were beyond coherent before she was this wet and ready.
Aidan hadn't moaned or growled, and it was really beginning to get on her nerves. He lowered his head and licked her dripping wet slit. Jamie gasped and bucked against his mouth. He slowly worked his way to her clit, his tongue flicking against the swollen nub until she thought her eyes were going to roll back.
Aidan's touch was light and delicate. She rocked her hips from side to side, clenching her vaginal walls, desperate for more. She whimpered when he moved away from her clit and returned to her wet slit. He stabbed his tongue into her core, and she muffled a scream.
Jamie wanted to grab his head and press him hard against her center. Flip him onto the table and ride his mouth until she shattered. But when she made the smallest move, Mia held her down hard.
Jamie arched her spine as the fiery pleasure rippled through her. She hooked her legs over Aidan's shoulders. She couldn't help squeezing her thighs against his head, determined to draw him closer.
Aidan raised his head and withdrew his tongue from her drenched pussy. She almost expected him to push her legs off, but he didn't. “Mia,” he said conversationally, “do you think I should continue?”
“Oh, God, yes,” Jamie replied as she twisted her hips from side to side. He couldn't stop now!
“I wasn't asking you, Jamie,” he said kindly. “I'm asking Mia.”
“No, you shouldn't,” Mia replied.
Surprise jolted inside Jamie. “Mia!” How could her friend deny her satisfaction? She couldn't believe Mia would be so stingy.
“She's going to climax soon,” Mia explained, her voice soft and husky. “She needs your cock inside her.”
Jamie's womb contracted at the words. Mia was willing to share every inch of her boyfriend. And Jamie wanted to be stuffed and stretched by Aidan's cock. She knew he would be large. She licked her lips as she watched him stand up and unzip his jeans.
Her eyes widened as he shoved the denim down his hips. Oh, wow. He was large and thick, and she couldn't wait for him to fill her.
Mia couldn't wait, either, judging by her shallow, uneven breaths. Jamie tilted her head to the side to get a good look at Mia. “Is this turning you on?”
“Oh, yeah.” Mia leaned down and Jamie inhaled her scent. Her lips tingled, tempted to capture Mia's mouth. She looked away quickly before she followed her instincts.
“Take a deep breath when he enters you,” Mia whispered in her ear.
“I know how to handleâ” She gasped as he claimed her in one long thrust.
“Told you,” Mia muttered.
Aidan grabbed Jamie's hips and tilted them before plunging deeper. She wrestled for a better position, wanting to take over, but Mia wouldn't let go. Aidan parted her legs as far as they would go, and held them still before he gave another thrust.
His thrusts were timed agonizingly slow. She wiggled her hips and squeezed her core, but she couldn't break Aidan's rhythm. She swore his cock was so long it was tapping her uterus. One more thrust and she would shatter. The need built inside her, pressing against her skin, ready to burst free. One more tap . . .
Aidan withdrew completely, the move costing him his control. Jamie saw the tremor sweep his body, but there was no hitch in his voice. “Mia, should I stop?”
Stop? Jamie's mouth dropped open. Was he serious? Was he going to deny her?
He would. Jamie clenched her teeth. Aidan was that kind of guy. “Please,” she said in a hiss.
“One more time,” Mia urged.
He tilted her hips, lifting them off the table and driving deep into her core. His thick cock rubbed against a bundle of nerves in her pussy that had her vaulting off the table. Jamie's high shriek of release echoed in the kitchen.
The world spun wildly as a wave of pleasure crashed through her hot, tingly body. She sagged against the table, conscious of nothing but Aidan's cock burrowed deep inside her and Mia's hands pinching her wrists.
“Jamie?”
Oh, sure, now Aidan says my name and includes me in the conversation. Although it didn't sound like Aidan. It sounded more like . . .
“Caleb?” She turned her head toward the door that led to the attic. Caleb stood in the doorway, his hands on his hips. He was frowning.
“Jamie, what the hell is going on here?”
SEVEN
Caleb rubbed his hand over his eyes. The sight before him was a hell of thing to wake up to first thing in the morning.
Jamie was naked and sprawled on the kitchen table. He saw the bites and whisker burn on her breasts, and he couldn't miss her tight nipples. Her eyes shone with desire, and he inhaled the musk of sex.
Caleb was instantly rock-hard. He wanted to pounce, push aside Aidan and Mia, and take Jamie before she drew her next breath. It was difficult not to follow his instincts.
He was surprised to see Mia playing a part in all of this. Her pink face looked so innocent and sweet, but seeing her hold down Jamie's wrists stirred something dark in his soul. He wondered what naughty things she had been whispering in Jamie's ear.
Aidan had been ramming into Jamie so hard that the table shook. Jamie had loved every minute of it, meeting each thrust with the wild buck of her hips.
And not once did they think he might have wanted to be included. Did they think, Hey, let's wake up Caleb and see if he wants to join. Hell, all they had to say was “group sex,” and he would be wide-eyed and jumping out of bed.
But they didn't think of him. A sharp pang bloomed in his chest, and he absently rubbed it away with his knuckles. God, he hated that most of all. He knew what it was like to be invisible and ignored. Forgotten. It was what he did best.
Mia guiltily dropped her friend's wrists as if they burned to the touch. “Jamie,” she said, her voice rising with concern, “I thought you told him.”
“Told him what?” Aidan asked, giving one final thrust into Jamie's pussy as he looked at Caleb. “We just decided.”
Normally Caleb would have enjoyed watching Mia and Jamie get caught in their own trap, but this morning was different. They hadn't included him. Did Jamie even think of him? He kept his gaze locked on hers.
“Caleb, what's the big deal?” Jamie asked. Aidan carefully withdrew from her, and she sat up.
“You're having sex with another man while I'm under the same roof.”
“Oh, please,” Jamie said as she rubbed her wrists. “Don't get all he-man about it. It's so not you.”
Caleb glowered at her. How would she liked it if she woke up and discovered him having sex with another woman? She would have liked to have been informed. No, she would have expected to be invited.
It didn't matter if they weren't an exclusive couple; Jamie wouldn't take it too kindly. In fact, there would be lots of screaming and drama.
Jamie made a face at his brooding silence. “Don't you remember? Once we talked about swapping, in theory”âshe gave Aidan a quick lookâ“and you agreed.”
He clearly remembered that conversation. Jamie had asked if he would do it but didn't wait for an answer. A part of him was pleased that she could rely on him, but he didn't like being taken completely for granted.
When Jamie had told him that Mia had agreed, she had assumed he would go along. And, really, when had he ever refused her?
“I never agreed with you,” he said softly, letting each word hit its mark. He had, however, agreed with Aidan when they came up with their strategy. But she didn't know that.
“Yes, you did. You said . . .” Her eyes widened when she mentally rewound to that morning in bed. “Oh . . . shit.”
Caleb looked away and saw Aidan's smirk. The other guy knew what he was up to. This was his chance for Jamie to really think about what he wanted. But if Jamie caught on that he was putting her through the paces, he would be in big trouble. Caleb decided it was a good time to retreat and walked back up to the attic.
As he climbed the stairs, he decided that if they were going to swap, everyone had to be an equal partner. That didn't mean everyone had to dominate his or her new lover. It meant that each person got a chance to live out a fantasy.
And he wasn't going to be left on the sidelines or have his needs ignored. Jamie and Mia had come up with the plan without any thought of what Aidan or he wanted. He never thought of them as greedy or thoughtless, but it was amazing what one wild sexual encounter could do to a person.
Caleb headed straight for Jamie's bathroom and closed the door, but didn't lock it. He turned on the shower, waiting for the water to heat, and stripped off his jeans, the only piece of clothing he had put on when he had woken up, hearing Jamie's cries of pleasure.
Jamie knocked on the bathroom door, but he ignored her. He really had made it too easy for Jamie. He gave her whatever she wanted, whenever she needed it. Did she ever stop to think what he wanted? Did she try to get it for him?
He wasn't surprised when Jamie cracked open the door. The woman couldn't handle being ignored. She stopped from swinging the door open. It was as if she realized he hadn't said she could come in. Well, she was learning. He'd give her that.
And for the next four days, he needed to learn how to be greedy. It was time to make demands, create expectations.
Jamie didn't have to agree or follow them. Knowing her, she would refuse loudly. She didn't have to do anything but listen. If she didn't like it, it was no big deal. She was leaving him soon.
He wondered if that was what bothered him so much. For the past few weeks, he had felt like he was slowly being shut out of Jamie's life. Whether she had done it intentionally or by accident didn't matter. It was her way of cutting ties.
She poked her head into the bathroom. “Caleb?”
He knew he shouldn't complain or make a scene. He had wanted to part on a positive note. No, that wasn't totally true. He had been on his best behavior so she'd invite him along.
Now he knew that was the wrong tactic. She was leaving him in four days, and there was nothing he could do to change her mind. It was time to say goodbye to her. He needed to create some memories and move on.
“Caleb!” Jamie yelled over the sound of the shower.
He turned toward the door, grabbed the doorknob, and swung it open. “What?”
She was as naked as he was. He should have been used to her voluptuous curves and golden skin, but her nudity packed a wallop every time.
His gaze traveled down her body. Jamie loved the size of her breasts, and she had every right to be proud. She was more than a handful, and her large, dark nipples pointed up.
She might curse her hips every time she tried to buy clothes, but he thought she was just right. He could clutch onto her hips when he drove into her pussy or when she rode his cock. He couldn't get enough of her lush ass.
She had a traditional hourglass figure, although he knew better than to tell her that. It was the perfect shape for a woman, but she refused to believe anything about her was old-fashioned.
“I'm sorry,” she said, her eyes pleading for him to accept her apology. “I really thought you were okay with swapping.”
He ushered her inside the bathroom and closed the door behind her. “I was okay with it.”
“Then what's your problem?” She gave him a little push, but he didn't budge. “Damn it, you made me feel so guilty.”
“You should. You left me out.”
She winced when she realized her mistake. “I'm sorry about that. But I needed to prove to Mia and Aidan that I can take whatever Aidan dishes out.”
“Mmmhmm.” He wasn't buying that excuse.
She draped her arms around his shoulders and curled into him, her breasts rubbing his chest. “I didn't forget about you.”
He didn't believe that. Caleb disentangled himself from her arms and stepped into the shower. He tilted his head up and let the warm water course down him.
“I won't leave you out again,” she said as she watched him. “I promise.”
“Okay.” He couldn't fix the past, and the promise was all he could hope for. Caleb reached for Jamie and helped her into the shower.
She tilted her head up, allowing the water to spray on her hair and face. Jamie brushed her mouth against his. “Let me make it up to you,” she offered in a purr.
“You will.” He would make certain of that.
Jamie frowned at him as the water beat down her head. “What does that mean?”
“Since we're swapping, you've already told me what Mia wants. And I can tell that you want to retrain Aidan.”