I open my mouth to argue — and then realise that I am. I’m more than embarrassed. I’m ashamed. “I don’t think I should be. But… you’ve seen the comments I get when I model my clothes online, right? I’ve dealt with more than my fair share of slut-shaming. It just seems…” Whorish. Easy. “Greedy,” I go with.
“It’s not greedy.” Josh uncurls my fingers from my palm. “If anything, it’s a Hell of a lot more work for the girl.”
A vision snaps up in my head. Me on my hands and knees, my mouth sliding over one thick dick as another pistons into me from behind. Moving between the men, listening to them groaning and panting as I get them both off at the same time.
Heat flushes through my whole body. “Oh.”
His mouth tips up. “Do you want to try it?” He strokes his thumb over my palm. “With us? It’s fair enough if you want to keep it as a fantasy. But if this is what gets you off, then there’s no reason to be ashamed of it. It gets us off, too. And you deserve a fulfilling sex life.” His dark eyes melt into mine. “We’d take care of you.”
His hand strokes over mine, lighting up my nerve endings. I lick my lips. I can barely breathe. Instead of answering, I just nod.
Josh smiles. “Right now?”
“Well. I shaved this morning. So may as well.” My voice sounds a lot more confident than I feel.
Josh’s grip on my hand tightens for a second, before he nods, business-like, and pulls away, leaving me breathing hard. “Zack? I’m assuming you’re okay with this?” He asks briskly.
Zack grins. “Am I ever. But, okay, full disclosure before we start, lass.” He puts his head on my shoulder, his warm affection relaxing me slightly after Josh’s cool intensity. “I think you’re hot as hell, and if I met you at, like, a bar or whatever, I’d absolutely try and take you home. So I do kind of have an agenda. But I also wanna help you.”
I gasp. “No! You want to sleep with me, a woman wearing a push-up? How could it be?!”
He grins, eyes twinkling. “Just thought we should get it out of the way. Don’t want you feelin’ like I tricked you for my own wicked gains.”
“Believe it or not, Zack, I figured.” I swallow, my mouth suddenly dry, then glance across at Josh, who’s sitting ramrod straight, watching us silently. “I think you’re hot, too. Both of you.”
“Aight.” Apparently satisfied, Zack slumps back against the sofa cushions and pulls me into his side, patting my hip. “Josh, turn on the telly.”
“The telly?” I’m confused.
The boys share a knowing look over my head. Setting aside the bowls of melted ice cream, Josh takes the TV remote off the guys’ coffee table, switching on the set and flicking through channels before settling on some regency movie I’ve never seen before.
“Sweet,” Zack snuggles down next to me. “Love Colin Firth.”
“He has a really good interpretation of this role,” Josh agrees on my other side. They both focus on the screen.
I look between them. “Um. Isn’t there usually more touching involved?” I prompt. “And less… Jane Austen?”
Zack scoffs. “Are you questioning my methods?”
“What, are you telepathic, or something? Are you going to make me come with just the power of your mind?”
“Bet I could,” he says with a grin. “Nah, relax, pet. Just watch the telly.” He gives my hip a squeeze.
Now I’m getting confused. “What? Why?”
He yawns, stretching. “I wanna watch something. Why, do you wanna pick?”
“No,” I say slowly. “I want to shag.”
“Tssk. Women only ever want me for one thing. It’s hard being this hot, you know.”
I frown. “Do you… not want to do this? You can just say.”
“Maybe. Maybe not. Haven’t decided yet.” He drops his hand to my thigh. Heat flares through me, and I instinctively cross my legs. His lips tip up. “Ask me again in like, half an hour, yeah?”
“Okay…？”
I’m not really sure what’s happening. This is a pretty impressive 180. Has he changed his mind? Is he trying to let me down gently? “You really can just say no—”
He puts his finger on my lips. “Shh,” he says.
I’m so weirded out that I shut up, focussing on the TV. Men and women in elaborate, glittering ballgowns dance on screen, flirting as they spin around a lush dance hall to a string quartet.