Swap (31 page)

Mia looked at her friends clustered on the bed. The possibilities of how to end the swap were suddenly endless. She could have Aidan, Caleb, or Jamie. She could have just one or all three at the same time.

She could do whatever she wanted. And if she had the time, she probably would have.

But she didn't want to make the decision how to finish the swap. Half the fun for her was surrendering to whatever happened. The one thing she had learned about herself this weekend was that she didn't like making decisions in bed. She wanted it to feel like she was surrendering herself to the fates when, in actuality, Aidan was pulling the strings and keeping an eye out for her.

If she didn't like making the choices, she wasn't going to start now. She would let them make it. But if she tossed the chance in their laps, Aidan and Jamie would squabble over it. Caleb would sit back and watch the fireworks.

She needed to be smart about this. She would make them work for the privilege of choosing, but while she was at it, she wanted to reenact one of her favorite moments during the weekend.

“Okay”—Mia made a loud clap with her hands—“here are the rules.”

“Oh, God,” Jamie made a face. “Mia, the point of the weekend is no rules.”

“Listen up, because I'm only going to say this once,” Mia said as she glared at her friend. “I'm going to turn off the lights in the house.”

Caleb smiled as he realized what she had planned.

“Mia, where are you going with this?” Aidan asked.

“Once I turn off the lights,” Mia continued, “I'll tell you guys I'm ready.”

“For what?” Jamie asked, squinting her eyes with confusion.

“Think of it as hide-and-seek,” Mia explained. “You can't turn on the lights and whoever finds me first gets me.”

“Gets you get you?” Jamie wanted to clarify.

“Yeah, this is a one-time-only deal. They get me, any way he”— she looked at Aidan and Caleb—“or she”—she looked at Jamie's stunned face—“wants me.”

“Seriously?” Jamie's voice cracked.

“Yes.” Mia looked at Aidan, knowing she hadn't talked it over with him. He didn't seem perturbed by the oversight. His dark eyes gleamed with interest, and he looked forward to the game.

“I'm going to turn off all the lights now. Otherwise it won't work.” Mia got up from the bed and walked over to the wall next to the stairs. Gripping the banister, she turned off the attic light.

The light from the mudroom gleamed up the stairs. “Now stay here until I call out that I'm ready.” Mia knew they probably wouldn't follow the rules, but at least she was getting a head start.

Mia took the stairs, wondering if she was ready for this. Anyone could catch her. There was no way she could cheat or play it safe. Was she ready?

She turned off the light in the mudroom and went straight for the kitchen. What if Jamie caught her? Mia had never had sex with a woman. It had never been a fantasy of hers.

But it was Jamie's fantasy to claim her, Mia thought as she turned off the kitchen lights. She liked being someone's fantasy— especially when that someone was so sexy.

She walked into the dining room, checking that the curtains were firmly closed. The last thing she needed was moonlight advertising her whereabouts. She crossed over to the living room and turned off the lone light before she headed to the media room and bedroom.

When those lights were off, she went down the hall and turned off the bathroom light. Then she had to put her hand on the wall to find her way back to the door leading to the attic.

The atmosphere pulsed with energy. She smiled, liking the idea that these three people, all of them important to her, were ready to compete for her body. She'd like to think it was because she knew how to give and receive pleasure.

Mia took a deep breath. This was it. There was no turning back. One thing she knew for certain was that she wanted the swap to end this way. “I'm ready,” she called out.

Her eyes widened when she heard the pounding of footsteps on the steps. She hadn't expected them to be at the top of the stairs. She hurried back into the hall and dashed into the bathroom just as she heard their feet hit the mudroom.

“I'll go through the kitchen,” Jamie said, “You guys go the other way. We'll find her quicker than if we were in the same room.”

“But—” Caleb said and was interrupted.

“Okay,” Aidan said. “We'll meet in the media room. Yell if you find her.”

Jamie agreed. “Same goes for you.”

Mia held her breath as she heard the others start searching for her. She pressed her hand against her stomach as excitement twisted inside her. Her pursuers weren't in the same room, and she was getting jumpy.

“Hey, man!” Aidan said in the hallway, his voice very close to where she hid. “Watch where you put your hands.”

“Sorry,” Caleb apologized. “I can't see a damn thing.”

“Listen.” Aidan's voice dropped into a whisper. “Jamie really wants to win. Let's make sure it happens.”

Oh, yeah, Mia thought with a smile. Aidan wanted to see her hook up with Jamie.

“I don't know about that,” Caleb said. “Are you sure Mia wants it that way?”

Mia could have given Caleb a big, fat kiss. It was good to hear a man other than Aidan looking out for her.

“Yes,” Aidan agreed impatiently. “Otherwise she wouldn't have made it a possibility.”

“If you say so,” Caleb responded. “We'll let Jamie win. But don't let Jamie think for a minute that we didn't try hard.”

“Deal.”

“Ow!” Caleb said in a hiss. “Aidan, watch where you put your hands.”

“Sorry.”

Mia could barely stand the anticipation building inside her. She was going to get Jamie. Or, rather, Jamie was going to get her.

Jamie, her best friend, who liked to conquer her sex partners. The woman who was aggressive in life and in bed. The one person who had turned Clover Bud topsy-turvy by means of her sex drive alone.

Mia carefully exhaled as Aidan and Caleb moved past the bathroom door. She listened to them walk down the hallway, bumping against the wall and door.

“How does Mia expect us to find her way out here?” Aidan muttered.

“You get used to it after a while,” Caleb said.

“Say what?” Aidan asked in a lethally soft voice.

There was a significant pause. “Nothing,” Caleb said casually.

Mia heard them at the farthest end of the hallway. She took a step out of the bathroom, her heart knocking against her chest, as she heard them moving toward the media room.

If she wanted to cheat or play it safe, she could easily walk into them and declare Caleb and Aidan the winner. But she wasn't going to. She didn't want to.

With her arms outstretched, she headed in the direction of her bedroom. It was as dark as Aidan had complained about. She banged her fingers against something hard. Mia pressed her lips, swallowing back a whimper, and looked in the direction of the media room.

No one showed any kind of reaction that they heard her. No sudden movements, no quick footsteps in her direction. In fact, there was no sound at all. It was eerie, and if anything popped out at her, she was going to freak.

Mia slowly made her way into the bedroom, recognizing the the texture of the carpeting on her bare feet. Now where should she wait to be caught? She recalled the layout of her room.

The bed? No, too obvious. Jamie was in it for the chase, so Mia couldn't show that she had already surrendered. The chair? No, it was still too easy for Jamie.

Mia felt around for the door, and once she found it, she quietly felt around the edges. She flattened her hands against the wall and slowly made her way into the room. Pressing her back against the wall next to the door, she found the wallpaper scratchy on her skin.

Mia listened intently for any noise in the house. It wasn't long before Jamie bumped into Aidan and Caleb.

“Gotcha!” Jamie crowed. Mia heard a huge clatter and what sounded like a thud.

“Jamie, it's me, Caleb,” he said, his voice sounding strange.

“Damn,” Jamie said. “I thought you were Mia.”

“Is that how you're going to greet her? By slamming her against the wall and shoving your tongue down her throat?”

“You got a better plan?”

Mia's eyes widened. Had Jamie gotten the best of Caleb and pinned him to the wall? Just how strong was Jamie?

And the way she tackled Caleb—Jamie planned to do the same to her. Mia shivered, and she pressed her legs together, but it didn't relieve the ache in her belly.

“Where could she be?” Jamie asked, her voice drifting closer.

“We'll cover the rooms you looked into,” Aidan said. “You cover where we've been. Meet us at the door leading to the attic.”

This is it. Mia pressed herself as close as she could to the wall. It would be a matter of minutes before Jamie found her. She heard another bump in the media room. Jamie was closing in.

Jamie banged against the wall and muffled a curse. It sounded so close to Mia. At this rate, Jamie was going to be in a very impatient mood when she found Mia.

Mia sensed rather than heard Jamie enter the bedroom. The tension was palpable. Her breath caught in her throat when fingertips brushed along her shoulder.

Jamie hesitated and then wrapped her hand around Mia's shoulder. “Gotcha,” she whispered.

Mia heard the triumph and excitement shimmering in her friend's voice. Mia's breathing snagged in her throat. She couldn't move or say anything as Jamie slammed her mouth against hers. She pressed her body against Mia's, their breasts smashed against one another.

Jamie's hands were all over Mia's body, taking, grabbing, and claiming. Mia's pussy started to throb. She wanted this. She wanted Jamie.

“Oh, baby,” Jamie crooned. “You are in for it now.”

Mia bucked her hips against Jamie's. “What do you have planned?”

“Wait and see.” Jamie slapped her hand on the bedroom wall until she found the light switch. Mia blinked as the lights flared on. She stared at her friend, who held her in a tight grasp.

Jamie looked like a wild woman, a conqueror. Mia's friend licked her lips in anticipation and shook her head to call out, “I found her!”

Mia looked down at Jamie's hand cupping her breast. Her nails dug lightly into Mia's curves. Mia realized Jamie was going to make the most of this moment. The thought drenched Mia's sex.

She heard the men turn on the other lights as they headed for the bedroom. Aidan was the first to appear. He took one look at Jamie pressing Mia into the wall with a possessive claim on Mia's breast. His eyes flared with lust.

“Caleb,” Jamie said, barely glancing at him, “would you find my strap-on? It was in my bathroom next to the sink the last time I saw it today.”

The strap-on? Mia's eyes widened as her core squeezed tightly. Jamie was going to take her with a dildo?

“Sure,” Caleb said, and Mia heard his quick footsteps heading toward the attic.

“Aidan,” Jamie said without taking her eyes off Mia, “carry Mia to her bed and then hold her arms down.”

Mia was shaking, knowing she was really in for a wild time with Jamie. Her friend knew what she needed, like being restrained and having Aidan there. She had also picked up on Mia's curiosity about strap-on. Mia wasn't sure how Jamie had figured that one out, but it didn't matter. She was going to give Mia a fantasy night.

Aidan silently scooped Mia up and carried her to the bed. He lowered her gently. “Are you sure about this?” he asked.

She nodded, her heart pounding hard. “Are you?” She really hoped he was, because she did not want to give this fantasy up. It would be very difficult for her to make a decision without following Caleb's orders.

“Oh, yeah.” Aidan's voice was a sexy growl.

She looked up when she heard Caleb enter the room. He held the cleaned dildo in his hands. The long purple cock looked bigger than she remembered.

“Put that on the chair. I'm not ready for it,” Jamie told Caleb. “Then hold down Mia's other arm.”

Jamie crawled onto the bed and over Mia's body. Her movements made Mia think of a jungle cat on the prowl. Jamie lowered her head and kissed Mia, her tongue delving into Mia's mouth. She rubbed her hands all over Mia's throat and breasts, tweaking and pinching Mia's nipples. Mia moaned and arched her spine.

Jamie bent down and captured one of the nipples with her mouth. She sucked hard, and Mia could barely stand it. When Jamie released her nipple, Mia couldn't stop shaking.

Jamie placed her mouth on Mia's stomach and kissed a trail in a straight line. Mia glanced up at Aidan and saw his ruddy complexion and tight jaw. His eyes gleamed, and she knew that this man loved watching her have sex with another woman.

Mia gasped when Jamie's mouth brushed against her pubic hair. Her eyes widened as Jamie licked her wet slit. Jamie's tongue dragged along the folds of Mia's sex. Mia widened her legs and humped against Jamie's mouth.

Jamie dove in deeper, groaning with pleasure as she licked and tasted Mia. Jamie devoured her, and Mia writhed helplessly, urging her friend to go deeper.

Mia was so aroused it wouldn't take much for her to climax. She had to squeeze her inner muscles to stop the first gentle orgasmic ripple from happening when Jamie raised her head and said, “Caleb, help me with the strap-on.”

Mia watched as Jamie stepped into the vinyl strap-on, and then placed a small vibrator into a pouch that would stimulate her clit. The dildo looked monstrous and foreign against Jamie's body.