where I fill him in on all the dirt?”
I shot him a pointed look. “You want me to feed your dinner to the pigeons?”
He sobered.
“That’s what I thought.”
“All right, you two.” Will rolled his eyes. “Come on.” He herded us toward the breakroom. “You both need to eat before you collapse.”
Tom and I both muttered like petulant kids, but we went into the breakroom. He was right, after all—I couldn’t even remember the last thing I’d put in my mouth besides the pen I’d been gnawing on half the evening, and Tom probably hadn’t eaten either. Plus, no matter how much we put tried to dig in our workaholic heels, a break wouldn’t kill us.
In the breakroom, the four of us sat down to eat. As we unwrapped sandwiches and opened containers of potato salad, I tried not to notice how utterly surreal this was. Tom had known from the start about Kelly and about why he was with Will and me, but now Kelly was here at the office. Meeting my business partner. Hanging out and eating a late dinner.
He'd joined us a few days ago at our Bold Brew lunch date, and now he was here. This wasn’t what I’d envisioned when Will and I put up the add on Kinkbook, but…
I liked it.
I liked it a lot.
I liked that the chemistry between us didn’t only exist where there was sweat and leather. We’d been talking more and more lately about pushing the envelope and getting into the pain that had been our reason for looking for Kelly in the first place. Sitting here with him now, shooting the breeze over takeout with Will and Tom? Yeah. I was ready for that. I was beyond comfortable with Kelly, and oh my God, there was no way I was concentrating on a damn thing work-related for the rest of the night. I needed to, but my mind was now firmly focused on how ready I was for Kelly to really, truly make me fly.
I suppressed a shiver, hoping no one at the table noticed. This was definitely not the time or place, and I didn’t want to make Tom uncomfortable.
Somehow, I made it through dinner without letting on how badly I seriously wanted to be home, naked, tied, and feeling exactly what Kelly was capable of. We’d get there. Once I was past this current slog of work, I was grabbing the first opportunity and begging him and Will for some serious pain.
After we’d tossed out the trash, we went back into my office for a minute. Alone with my two guys, I said, “Thank you. This was a nice break. And I’m sorry I had to bail tonight.”
Will put his hands on my waist and kissed me. “Don’t sweat it. It’s part of your job.”
“I know. I just… It sucks. I was really looking forward to tonight.”
Caressing my cheek, he smiled. “Then you’ll just look forward to the next one even more.”
Kelly grinned an evil, evil grin. “And this gives us more time to plan the next one.”
“Oh God,” I breathed. “You guys are plotting and scheming, aren’t you?”
“Always, baby.” Will kissed me softly.
“Yes, please,” I whispered. “Because I want…” I licked my lips, hesitating to actually say it, since Will could be an evil Dom and dangle it just out of my reach.
“Tell me,” he said.
I glanced back and forth between him and Kelly. “The reason we put up that ad?” They both nodded. I barely kept my voice even as I said, “I want it. As soon as we have a free night.”
Will looked at Kelly. The second their eyes locked, they both grinned, and my knees went weak. Facing me again, Will said, “Oh, I think we can make that happen if it’s what you really want.”
I was nodding vigorously before he’d even finished. “Yeah.”
Kelly bit his lip. To Will, he said, “Please?”
Will looked at each of us, and he grinned like the Devil himself. “You do realize I can torture you both by—”
“Please,” I whispered, sliding my hands up his chest. “I’ve been waiting for that for ages.”
“I know you have.” He lifted his chin and kissed me, and he barely broke away enough to murmur, “And torturing you is so much fun.”
I just moaned with a mix of arousal and frustration. He knew I was ready. Now I just had to wait until he was damn good and ready to give me what I craved. I didn’t dare call him a jackass for