Right then, they were very close, Ben’s breath fanned against Todd’s shoulder. Tenderness for his friend washed over him, that they could share this. Silly as it sounded, he felt closer to Ben at that moment than ever before.

On impulse, Todd leaned in and brushed his lips over Ben’s. It seemed right. And he didn’t regret it as fire consumed him when Ben cupped the back of his neck and slid his tongue into his mouth.

The kiss was sure, aggressive and totally unlike kissing a woman, even one as confident as Erin. Ben had his own unique taste. His lips were firm against Todd’s. The rasp of an unshaven chin against his own was an entirely new sensation.

They broke and Ben licked his lips. Todd’s heart pounded against his rib cage. Wow, how unexpectedly and ridiculously hot. Erin must have agreed, because she made a sound, a deep, desperate sound as she pulled against the cuffs. He looked at her, just to check in to be sure she was still on board.

Apparently, yes. Her eyes gleamed with the light of desire and she nearly panted.

Ben petted a hand down her hip. “You all right with that, gorgeous? He tastes mighty fine. Will you share him with me?”

“Yes.” Erin gasped. “It was beautiful.” She meant it and Todd only loved her more for it as he quickly unhooked the cuffs, helping her turn over.

“Ass up high for him,” he murmured as he reconnected the cuffs to the straps so that she was once again bound.

“This work is gorgeous,” Ben said just as he slid into her pu**y. “Give her a hand, Todd. She needs to come again, don’t you think?”

“Mmm, yes, and she does it so beautifully too.” He stretched out beside her, her face turned toward him, her gaze locked on his.

He kissed her, nipping her bottom lip, before reaching up and tracing the line of her spine, bent as she pressed back to take as much from Ben as she could.

When his fingertips brushed her clit, she moaned deep and low. He felt the rumble through her flesh. ’Round and ’round, he circled the hood, knowing she was too sensitive to want a direct touch on her clit.

Ben groaned as Todd’s fingers stroked against his cock, moving to bring Erin’s slick lube back up to her clit. Todd slid the pads of his fingertips along the slick line of Ben’s c**k as he f**ked Erin. They’d been friends a long time. Touching Ben’s c**k didn’t freak him out any more than kissing him had. It was hot, in the sum of what they were all doing together, that they could freely touch each other without worry.

Erin made that low sound Todd loved so much, a needy sort of groaning gasp, edged on a whimper, as he kept the movement around her clit steady. She’d come soon, and by the looks of Ben’s face and the way his thrusts moved Erin up the bed, he wasn’t too far away either.

Erin caught part of the blanket beneath her in her teeth as climax hit her so hard it felt as if her bones turned to pudding. Ben continued to plow into her cunt. She’d begun to fall back into that dreamy rhythm when the sharp nip of Todd’s teeth as he bit her back, just below her shoulder, sent her into an aftershock climax. An orgasm so deep, it brought her breath in short gasps of pleasure.

She didn’t know what it was about the biting, but it did something to her. Maybe it was that it was an indicator that normally controlled, well-mannered Todd Keenan was so moved by her he had to take a bite. It didn’t really matter; the pain of it sent a rush of endorphins through her, much like when she got inked or when she’d been pierced. It made her drunk with him, and soon she fell into a place he’d taken her only a few times before, most recently when he’d tied her ankles to a chair in his kitchen and tied her upper arms with his belt. A soft, dreamy place where she floated on sensation and the world felt like honey, slow and sweet.

“Whatever you just did, she’s gone all soft.” Ben looked to Todd.

Todd grinned at his friend. “She’s so sweet, I had to take a bite.” And he sure as hell couldn’t deny it made him want to shove Ben out of the way to put himself inside her now. He’d look at the mark tomorrow and know he made it. Know she allowed him to make it if for no other reason than that he wanted to. Christ, that was hot.

“Here we go,” Ben said through a clenched jaw, pushing in deep. His head fell back as he gave a strangled moan.

Erin moaned, low and sexy, her eyes glassy as she smiled at Todd like she’d just woken from a nap.

Ben bent and kissed the base of her spine before getting up to take himself into the bathroom.

“You ready for me? Or do you need to rest?” Todd stroked his fingers up and down her spine and she moved into his touch like a cat.

“I want you in me,” she said, her words desire-soft.

Lickety-split, he had a new condom on and he’d unmoored the cuffs from the straps. He rolled them, bringing her astride him. “Fuck me.”

She blinked and moved slowly, sensually, rising enough to reach between them and to guide him to her. As she slid down onto him, engulfing him with her body, he watched the sway of her br**sts, the flex and play of her thigh muscles and the curve of her lips as she watched him watching her.

Ben returned, settling in behind her, kissing across her shoulders. She leaned back against him and rode Todd, wearing a smile just for him. The hasps on the cuffs she still wore on her wrists made a slight metallic sound as she moved, and the scent of new leather mixed with sex and heat and skin. Todd hoped the room kept that scent for a very long time. Then again, if it lost it, they could make it anew.

“What’s that smile for?” she asked, humming her pleasure when Ben’s fingers found her ni**les.