Page 79 of Ravage

I laugh. "Poor man. You're going to give him a heart attack one of these days. You know that, right?"

She snorts. "As if. He's way too fit for a heart attack." She groans and lets her head fall back. It's almost pornographic, and I cover my mouth to hide my smirk. "Seriously, Im... What I wouldn't give for another ride on that cock. It was a truly magical cock, and that body... You know that arm sleeve doesn't just stop at the shoulder, right? I just want to lick him all over. Is that too much to ask?" The older couple at the table next to us shoot her a horrified look, but she just grins and wiggles her fingers at them. "If that upsets you, wait til you hear how big his cock is," she says, and the woman gasps.

I don't even attempt to hide my laugh when they get up, giving us both dirty looks as they pass.

"That's what you get for listening to other people's conversations!" Annika calls after them, before turning back to me. "But seriously... Why is he being so annoying?"

I sigh. "I don't know, babe. I mean, you know I have never been able to say no to you, so I can't really relate to whatever he's got going on."

She pouts. "You mean you neverusedto be able to say no to me." I give her a warning look, but it has zero effect on her. Nothing ever really does. "I still think you're over thinking this stuff with Cam. The guy has told you he's fine with you playingwith Sebastian and me, and he doesn't strike me as the type to say something he doesn't mean."

I shake my head. "No. Hethinkshe'd be fine with it. But there is no way he'd be able to handle the reality of it."

She keeps pushing, despite my frustrated expression. "Why are you so convinced that he wouldn't be, though?"

"Because! We aren't like regular people, Annika! How we live our lives isn't normal," I snap, tired of having this same conversation over and over.

She raises an eyebrow, watching me quietly for a moment. "That was an interesting little tantrum."

I rub my temple. "I'm just tired of talking about this all the time. It's not going to happen."

She shrugs. "If you say so."

"I do say so."

She sighs dramatically. "Well, I guess you'll just have to keep denying yourself until you eventually can't take it anymore. Then you'll resent him for something that isn't even his fault because he literally told you he's fine with it. So, then you break up with him. But you're already in love with him, so you're going to end up heartbroken."

I scowl at her. "Why are you pushing this so hard?"

"Because I want you to be happy. And right now, being with Cam makes you happy. But we both know that you're going to want more once the novelty of one cock -" She jabs her thumb at her breast. "Andno pussy - wears off."

I don't reply. Because how can I possibly argue with that?

She's right. While things right now with Cam are amazing, I know I'm going to eventually want to seek out Sebastian and Annika for the physical release that comes with sleeping with someone that you have no romantic feelings for. And the more I deny it, the more I'll blame Cam for me turning into a person I no longer recognise.

While I quietly stew over her words, Annika reaches over tosqueeze my hand. "Just... talk to him again, babe. And really listen when he answers you. I feel like you're putting yourself through all this torture for nothing because you can't believe that maybe... just maybe... he's as different as we are."

I narrow my eyes, studying her closely. "How do you know so much about all this? You've literally spoken to him twice..."

She shrugs, settling back into her seat, her face the picture-perfect image of innocence. "He came to a club night, Im. Anyone who agrees to come along to one of those has some stuff going on inside. Have you ever stopped to consider that Cam is just like you, only a couple of years behind? You weren't exactly little miss polyamory when you walked through those doors the first time, either, and now look at you."

While I can see the truth behind what she's saying, something tells me there is more to this conversation than what she's telling me... And I'm not sure I like it.

Once I get home, Cam messages to see what our plans are for the evening. I'd told him that I wanted to just hang out with him at home tonight, so I'm surprised he's asking again.

Imogen

Was there something you wanted to do tonight? I'm still fine with just hanging out and doing unspeakable things to each other before you have to work again tomorrow night.

Cam

I'm down for the unspeakable things. I just have to do a few things but will be at your place around seven?

It's only two... what could he possibly have to do that would take him five hours?

Cursing Annika for interrupting our plans and giving Cam theopportunity to find other things to do, I send back a thumbs up and resume sulking. And trying not to think about all the things Annika said that made far too much sense.

By the time Cam arrives just after seven, I'm in a mood.

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