She laughs a little as he lifts her to straddle him. He’s got a look on his face that I’ve only seen once before, and only in shadows. Last night. One that almost makes him a stranger, hard and a little intimidating from the sheer intensity coming from him. I clench my thighs together and then do it harder when his gaze drops to my lower half. I don’t have my normal shield of jeans, but for once, I’m not thinking about my scars or my past or anything but this moment. Maybe I’ll be self-conscious later, but there’s no room in this space for it. Not now.

Monroe gives me a small smile, her eyes heavy with pleasure. “Do you like this, baby?” She reaches between them to wrap a hand around his massive cock.

And it is massive.

I can’t help following her movement, watching her work him slowly. I’ve seen Broderick in varying states of undress over the years, but he’s not into casual nudity the way some in the group are. He’s not naked now, for all that the important bits are on display.

“Do I like what?” I don’t intend to ask the question, but it slips free all the same.

“Like commanding us as if we’re your own personal Barbies?” She lifts herself up and notches his cock at her entrance. “We’ll do anything you want. You just have to say so.”

The moment we started playing this game, it felt like stepping onto a slippery slope that would lead up to this moment. To them fucking and me watching. Except I’m not just watching, am I? Monroe’s inviting an active participation in a way that feels almost natural. They’re not throwing me off the deep end and overwhelming me. They’re…inviting me in. A little bit at a time.

Her legs shake a little bit, but she holds still otherwise, the challenge clear on her face. I don’t have to do this. I know I don’t.

But I want to.

“Take his cock, Monroe. All of it.” I hardly sound like myself.

“Happily.”

Broderick holds perfectly still as she works her way down his length. It strikes me that they’re not using a condom, that they obviously weren’t using one last night, and my body clenches with a need so strong, it takes my breath away. It feels so fucking dirty to know they’re fucking bare; it feels so sexy, I want it for myself.

Monroe finally seats herself fully onto his cock and leans back to prop her elbows on the table. The position puts her breasts on display, puts her whole body on display. She’s panting a little bit but manages to arch an eyebrow in my direction. “And now?”