“What do you think—” Ryan and I both started the sentence at the same time, chuckling as our words trailed off.
Ryan sighed and turned so his back was leaning against the arm of the couch. “Let me guess—What do you think about Dare’s idea?”
It was my turn to sigh. Leaning back against the couch, I ignored the television that was playing sports highlights and stared up at the ceiling. If I widened my legs a little bit more and let my arms stretch out closer to Ryan on the couch, I tried not to overthink it. “Yeah.”
Ryan didn’t seem surprised when my response stopped there. He just shifted so that one leg moved closer to my thigh and nodded. “Me too.”
If Dare could have seen us, he would’ve smiled. I was glad he thought our awkwardness was cute, but sometimes, I wasn’t sure how to move past it. Still, I tried. “He seemed excited.”
There was a silent acknowledgment that we both liked pleasing him, but Dare was very firm that we wouldn’t do anything unless we were all into it. Which put us in a holding pattern because Ryan and I weren’t sure what we wanted.
Talking about it had to be a good first step.
Ryan nodded. “Yeah, he made it sound…interesting.”
That had me chuckling, and he gave a shrug. “What? Do you have a better description?”
Deciding to be honest, I nodded. “Hot.”
Dare had originally mentioned the idea of going out to a bar that was a bit kinky in passing, but it’d been easy to see the idea turned him on. He knew of a place in one of the rough sections of town we’d never been to, but he said it was one of his favorite places to go.
It hadn’t taken much prodding to get him to explain why.
Evidently, they were a dirty group who didn’t mind extreme public displays of affection. When Dare had mentioned hearing one of the servers orgasm as his master had fucked him in the back room, Ryan and I had both shifted nervously in our seats.
Dare had just grinned, knowing how turned on the idea made us. He made it clear he wasn’t expecting us to go that far, but I had a pretty good idea that feeling us up in public and teasing us would be a huge turn-on for him.
When Dare had stretched himself out across our laps the first night we met him, it should have clued us in that he didn’t mind others watching. I couldn’t decide how it made me feel. I liked the idea of making Dare happy. I loved the idea that he’d wiggle all over me and grope me.
I just wasn’t sure about the public setting—well, not exactly public. But still…
“We should probably ask more details before we say yes.” Ryan’s leg inched closer to mine.
“But you want to say yes?” I was pretty sure we were on the same page, but I wanted to hear the words.
“Yeah…but…” Ryan shifted, slowly stretching his foot out across my lap and leaning into the back of the couch.
Yes, the idea was hot as hell, but I had a feeling it wouldn’t be like any date I’d ever been on. Not that it was a bad thing. I liked that things with Dare were different. I liked how my life had changed over the past couple of weeks since we’d met him.
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