Page 56 of Ravage

"Sometimes, but only with..." She pauses.

I move closer. "Onlywith what?"

"Only with Sebastian. Or Annika. I haven't played with him on my own."

"And that's what it is? Playing?"

She bites her lip again. "Yeah. It's nothing emotional for any of us, and we tend to take on different roles when we play. I'm sure you've worked out that I like to give up control in the bedroom?"

I nod, weaving my fingers through hers when I take her hand. "Yeah, definitely worked that out. And I fucking love it."

A little smile appears, but she continues to bite her lip. "Well, Sebastian is a dominant. He controls the scene whenever we play together. Whether it's just the two of us, or a group of us, it's always him that is in charge of our pleasure."

"And when you play with him and Dante, he's..."

She shifts slightly, but it doesn't seem to be due to discomfort. "Sometimes he fucks me. Sometimes I fuck Dante. Sometimes I fuck them both at the same time. And sometimes he fucks Dante while I watch."

My ability to hide my surprise fails me then, and my eyebrows fly upwards.

Her eyes narrow slightly, and I shake my head. "Not judging. Just wasn't expecting that. So, Sebastian and Dante are both bi as well?"

"They're both omnisexual. So, they'll basically fuck any consenting adult who asks them to."

The image of sharing Imogen with Sebastian pops into my head, and I'm not surprised that it turns me on. And while I know I'm straight, the idea of watching the two men fuck... Yeah... that would be those layers again.

She studies me as my imagination runs wild with possibilities. "You're handling this all surprisingly well. I figured you'd have taken off around the time I said I wasn't prepared to commit to one person for the rest of my life."

I grin, reaching forward to pull her lip gently from between herteeth. "I told you, Imogen. Don't make assumptions about me. I'm not the cookie cutter guy you've painted in your mind."

Her eyes widen. "So the fact that I like to fuck multiple people at once, or watch two men fuck, doesn't scare you?"

I shift closer and slide my fingers into her hair, cupping the back of her head. "The exact opposite, actually. I think it's hot as fuck."

She lets out a breath, her eyes still wide. Like I've surprised the shit out of her.

Good.

I claim her mouth, and she moans, gripping my arm.

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TELL ME WHERE YOU WANT IT, IMOGEN

IMOGEN

I want so badlyto believe that Cam is okay with how I live my life. That the cost of pursuing something with him wouldn't mean I'd have to give up the part of myself that I was forced to lock away for so long. But in my experience, men might say they are fine with sharing... until the reality of it kicks them in the face.

I allow Cam to tug me closer, and I straddle his lap, sighing against his lips while he continues to claim my mouth.

He grips the back of my head, holding me still so he can devour me. There's nothing soft or gentle about the way he's holding me right now, and I fucking love it.

The more I told him about my previous experiences, it was clear it was turning him on, but that's just in his imagination. It's safe when he can just conjure up fake images of me fucking others, but there's no way he'd handle it in person.

He tugs my head back, firm but not too hard, and moves his lips down my neck. He nips at the sensitive spot below my ear - the same one he'd sucked on while he got me off that first night - andthe memory of that encounter sends a shiver down my spine. While we'd fucked all over his house on Friday night, we'd not had that same intense moment where he'd stared into my soul, and I have to admit, I kind of missed it. Even if it had scared the absolute shit out of me that night at the club.

Almost like he can read my thoughts, his grip on my hair tightens, and he sits back to look me in the eye as his hand slides up my thigh. When he'd pressed the intercom button on the front door of my building, I had yanked my underwear off, already wet at the idea of him fucking me against the door. But then he'd brought food, and it had thrown me off.

When his hand reaches my bare pussy, his eyes flare. "I knew I'd find you bare. So fucking wet and ready for me."

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