Because I’d posted a clip last night of a woman blowing one guy while another did her from behind. I held the fantasy that most other women did, but performance anxiety filled me now. One man took so much focus, how on earth would I handle two? Or two and a woman?

My brain went quiet when Payton’s hand guided Dominic’s onto my other breast and her tongue continued its wicked stroke. His large, rough hand gripped me firmly.

“Fuck,” I moaned. Having three people focused on me at once sent me into meltdown. Overload. Joseph’s mouth carved a path up my throat until his lips were on mine, delivering a dominating kiss that leveled me.

Hands were everywhere. On my knees. My breasts. Payton’s fingers spread me open so she could suck in a pulsating rhythm right on my clit. Blood roared in my ears. My heart raced and I struggled for each breath as my eyes fell closed. It felt so impossibly good. Everyone caressing, licking, and working together to get me there.

When my kiss with Joseph ended, his forehead pressed against mine, his hand still gripping my throat and his face filled with power. “Use your fingers, Payton. I want to watch this bad girl come apart.” Even as he spoke to her, his intense stare never wavered from mine.

I gazed back and my eyes hooded when a finger teased my entrance, then pushed inside.

“Oh,” I said on a broken breath, no louder than a whisper.

“This is what I wanted,” Joseph said. “Watching you right on the edge.” The finger thrust over and over, coupled with her tongue working back and forth on my sensitive clit. “Are you ready to go over?”

I swallowed hard, which he had to feel with his grip on my throat. His fingers tightened, his head dropped down, and he licked my erect nipple.

“Make the anal virgin squirm,” he commanded.

Oh, shit. What did that mean?

“Yeah?” Her voice was pleasantly surprised, and one of her fingers nudged down.

“Wait.” I mashed my teeth together. “Oh, fuck.” The new finger was pushing deeper, pressing against me.

“Dominic, distract,” Payton said, her lips pausing against my quaking center long enough to get the words out, and then there were two men with their mouths on my breasts.

I was holding back a tidal wave and fighting a losing battle. Each tiny inch further her finger intruded, the harder it was to keep myself from bursting. Looking down at the men with their tongues on my flesh, hers between my folds while she peered up at me with big eyes, was the image that sent me over.

“Joseph, I’m gonna come . . .” I quivered right at the precipice, as if I needed his permission.

“Good girl. Do it all over her dirty fingers.”

The bliss detonated from my center and I cried out, my leg muscles tensing painfully. But everywhere else—pleasure. Pure and total ecstasy. My limbs went numb and boneless as the sensation rocked my foundation.

Maybe there was something wrong with me. Vanilla, old-fashioned sex wasn’t enough to get me off, but I no longer gave a fuck. If this was what I needed, and this was who I was, I was fine with it. Even a little happy. I rode the surge of my orgasm all the way down on Payton’s fingers, finally unclenching my body’s grip as the amazing tingling began to wash away.

Joseph held my gaze, his dark eyes shining. He was still fully dressed, while everyone else was essentially naked. Tonight had been about my pleasure, but watching me receive it seemed to have given him plenty of satisfaction.

Reality strengthened with each heartbeat, and now I was aware everyone was staring at me. I didn’t know what to say, so I blurted out, “Wow. That was a . . . long one.”

Payton grinned, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. “Sounded like it. I’m a little fucking jealous.” She glanced at Dominic. “Can you get the keys out of my purse? Her arms probably feel awesome right now.”

Oh, no. As soon as she said that, it made me aware of the shooting pains. I grimaced as I slipped back in the chair to sit straight. I silently encouraged Dominic to move faster as he went to her purse and dug out the keys, tossing them to Joseph.

As he unlocked my first cuff, I stared down at my legs, unable to look at anyone else. It made no sense to be shy now, and yet, cold pooled in my belly. What did they think of this trembling girl Joseph had brought along to play with?

The metal cuffs clunked to the floor and I pulled my shoulders forward, staying quiet even as my stiff muscles were in agony. His hands settled on my biceps, massaging.

“Better?” he asked.

“Yeah, thanks.” His hands were heaven on my aching body.

Payton and Dominic went to the stage and I watched as Dominic yanked a leg into his pants. Payton slipped her panties back on, and set about refastening the corset. A signal that the show had ended.

Joseph seized my hands when I tugged my bra down back in place and attempted to hook the clasp. His voice was sharp. “What do you think you’re doing?”

I exhaled a concerned breath. “I was going to get dressed.”

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