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dangling from his fingers.
    “Tell me you want this.”
    His wife opened her mouth and moaned. Rob shook his head. “You know the rules. If you want it you have to ask for it.”
    She licked her lips and swallowed hard. “I want it. Clamp my clit. I want it. Hard.”
    “That’s my girl.” Rob gave her sex a quick, light smack and quickly followed with the clamp. Shayla’s hips bucked as the pinchers closed over her distended clit.
    “Does it hurt?” Adam was watching her writhe, but it was obvious he didn’t know if it was from pain or not.
    “At first, but then it’s all about sensation, about pleasure.” Rob reached out to Adam and locked his hand around the back of his friend’s neck. He felt a slight hesitation as he pulled Adam’s head toward him. “There’s no going back,” he told him.
    That was nothing less than the truth. There was no going back. For any of them.
     
    Adam didn’t know who to watch—Rob or Shayla. He was torn between the two of them, wanting to experience everything. Like a miser, he wanted to store each sight, sound, smell, touch and taste to take out and replay again and again when he was alone in the future.
    It was a bit of a shock to discover his best friend was into the whole dominant/submissive thing. But, when he thought about it, it fit with Rob’s personality. He liked to be in control. Always had. That the need for control extended to the bedroom was actually quite natural. It was also kinda hot to have him take charge like that.
    Quiet, reserved Shayla surprised him. Not only was she willing to let Rob do whatever he wanted to her, she was willing to let him join them. Her generosity astounded him and he promised himself he wouldn’t do anything to make her regret her gift.
    Shayla made quite the picture with shiny crystals hanging from her nipples and clit and a red ribbon tied around her neck. He hoped they weren’t hurting her. They didn’t seem to be. He knew his friend well enough to know that Rob would never do anything that would hurt Shayla. The love and respect he had for her was evident in his every look, every touch. That allowed Adam to relax and enjoy this novel experience.
    This was his one and only shot to be with Rob. He wasn’t under any misconceptions this would happen again. Rob and Shayla were married, a couple. He was the outsider.
    Rob’s hand was heavy on the back of his neck. His friend was right. There was no going back so he might was well enjoy every second of tonight.
    He didn’t resist when Rob pulled him closer, wanting to see how he would handle this. As far as he knew this was a first for Rob. Adam didn’t close his eyes, wanting to see his friend’s blue eyes and thick lashes. Their lips met. It was so different from kissing a woman. Rob’s lips were firm. Another man might be hesitant, but not Rob. He thrust his tongue into Adam’s mouth.
    Adam groaned as he got his first taste of the person he’d loved most of his life. He tasted the scotch they’d drank earlier, a hint of Shayla’s cream, mixed with something darker and earthier—Rob.
    He’d kissed men before. Not many, but enough over the years to know this was something special. He’d never felt this connected to anyone before, male or female.
    He closed his eyes and savored the flow of Rob’s tongue over his. He felt each caress all the way to his toes. The stubble on Rob’s jaw rubbed against his face as they angled their heads to get a better fit.
    Then it was his turn to go on the offensive. Adam captured Rob’s face in his hands and held him while he plundered his mouth and sucked his tongue.
    They were closer now. Adam didn’t know which one of them had moved, and it didn’t matter. The important thing was they were touching. Chest to chest. Belly to belly. Adam could feel the heavy weight of Rob’s cock against his stomach and knew Rob could feel his in return.
    A low moan broke the silence and he pulled away from Rob. Shit, he’d forgotten all about