She nodded.

He waited.

"Yes." Her eyes blazed. "We're clear."

Ben narrowed his eyes. Not there yet, but she might be fun to tame.

Ben shifted his attention to Logan but, although the guy was Amber's boyfriend, he seemed happy ceding control to Ben.

Ben rose from his seat and invaded Amber's personal space. Her gaze dropped to her feet and she shifted her weight restlessly. He cupped his hands around her shoulders and waited until she lifted her face. “Amber, Logan and I discussed your wants and needs. But I'm setting limits here. There's no way, shape, or form without Logan present I'm going to have sex with you. I'm consenting to a threesome, nothing more.”

"What would having a threesome with you mean?" Up close her eyes were a mesmerizing vivid green, like a deep forest pond and filled with eager anticipation.

"A lot of pleasure and a bit of pain. At any moment you can say no or stop and I'll leave. If you need to slow down or want to talk about something Logan or I are doing use mercy and we talk and figure out what's wrong and how to proceed."

Her eyes widened and a smug smile split her face as her head bobbed.

Ben tightened his fingers until she winced. “We're in control here, Amber. No tricks. No manipulations. You obey. Are we clear?”

She swallowed. "Yessir."

"I like the Sir. You may keep using that."

“Logan and I agreed on oral and vaginal sex, swats with my hands or an implement like the spoon to your ass, thighs, and breasts. Do you have any objection to any of that?”

She shook her head wildly. "No, but..." She bit her lip and glanced up at him through her eyelashes.

Ben gripped her chin and tipped her head back. "This is not the moment to get shy."

She tried to shake her head, discovered she couldn't move with his hold on her, and verbalized her thoughts. "No, you're right. I. Um. A former boyfriend fucked me up the ass, and I really liked it. I was wondering..." she trailed off again.

He stared her down. "Say it, Amber."

“Double penetration,” she blurted as she stared into his eyes.

From the shift behind them, Logan had half risen from the couch and he murmured, "Fuck me" before he collapsed back into the cushions. Ben ignored his friend as heat crept up his neck and his cock spiked in his pants. “Two cocks fucking you at once?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“You’d want Logan's cock in your pussy while I fill your ass to bursting?” he raised an eyebrow at her.

“I do.” She winced, and Ben released the hold on her face when he realized he was squashing her cheeks. Ben turned his head and exchanged a glance with Logan, who grinned and nodded. All right, then!

"Please." Amber fluttered her eyelashes at him. "Sir. Pretty please."

Minx. Time to take back the reigns. "We'll take it into consideration."

Her eyes flashed and her brows puckered. Ben bit the inside of his cheek to hold back his laughter and used the silken scarf Amber wore around her neck to blindfold her. "You're not going to manipulate us with your gaze, little girl. You're going to take what we give you, when we want to give it to you."

Despite her blindfold, her pouty mouth conveyed Amber's opinion of his directive but she acquiesced with a sullen, “Okay.”

Ben stepped away from her and waited. Logan lifted an eyebrow, but Ben shook his head. Patience, my man.

"Yes, sir. I'm sorry. You’re in control."

Logan exhaled and Ben almost chuckled. "I want you to get naked. Logan and I are both dressed, but you will be bare as the day you were born, showing us your breasts, your ass, and your cunt. You're not allowed to hide anything from our gazes, our hands, our mouths, or our cocks. Do you understand?"

She let out a shuddering breath. "I do, Sir."