Swap

by Jenesi Ash

  Mia faked a yawn and stretched; the pull of muscles felt good. She noticed how Jamie snatched her hand away from Mia’s thigh. She blinked her eyes open and smiled at Jamie. Her friend pushed her brown hair out of her eyes and gazed down at her.

  “This is cozy,” Mia said as she wiggled, her hip bumping against Jamie’s.

  Jamie bucked against Mia and then froze. She tried to move away but couldn’t. “What time is it?” she asked in an obvious attempt to distract Mia from her instinctive move.

  “I’m not sure. Looks like some time in the afternoon.” She laid her hand on Jamie’s waist and watched her friend’s eyes widen. “Do you think we should let the guys sleep some more?”

  “No way,” Jamie said with great feeling. “We don’t have that much time left.”

  Mia agreed. She wanted to pack as much pleasure in the remaining hours as she possibly could. “What should we do next?”

  “Orgy.”

  Mia smiled at her friend’s quick response. “Amazing how that was on the tip of your tongue,” she teased. “But I’m not sure if we can do that. It was difficult getting Aidan to agree to a threesome.”

  Jamie made a face. “What’s one more?”

  “Yeah, we tried that argument,” Mia reminded her. “It didn’t get us anywhere.”

  “Okay, fine,” Jamie said with a trace of impatience. “You come with the idea this time. Let’s see how you do.”

  “Fine, I will. Think, think, think...” She waited a couple beats and then gave her best impression of when Jamie came up with a doozy of an idea. “I got it! Let’s fool around, you and me.”

  Jamie’s mouth sagged open. “Excuse me?”

  “Oh, come on. Don’t act all surprised. You told me years ago that guys love watching two women make out. That should encourage an orgy, right?”

  Jamie opened and shut her mouth. Mia wondered if she had done the wrong thing. She was curious what it would be like to have sex with Jamie, but her friend wouldn’t make the first move. Mia thought this was the best way to approach her. Either one could back down and there would be no hurt feelings.

  Jamie opened her mouth again and hesitated before she asked, “Do you really think that’s going to work?”

  Triumph pulsed through Mia’s veins, and she tried to keep an innocent expression. “Let’s find out.” Mia jabbed her elbow into Aidan’s ribs. “Aidan?”

  Jamie grabbed Mia’s arm. “What are you doing?” she hissed.

  “I need to ask Aidan first,” Mia insisted. Aidan had taken a leap of faith letting her take part in a threesome. She knew that showing patience and obedience in bed made him more comfortable when she tested her boundaries. “Aidan honey?” she said as she gave a little nudge.

  “Are you crazy?” Jamie asked. “Just make out now and apologize later.”

  Mia smiled and tilted her head so Aidan could hear her clearly. “Jamie wants to make out with me.”

  Aidan’s eyes popped open. “Huh? What was that?”

  Hmm . . . Maybe she should say that every morning when she needed him to wake up. “Do you want to watch me kiss Jamie?” she offered. It wasn’t quite asking permission, and she hoped Aidan didn’t call her on the infraction.

  His dazed expression vanished and was replaced by a wicked gleam in his eye. “Go for it.”

  “Did you hear that, Jamie?” she asked as she turned around to face her friend. “But I’m new to this, so you need to take the lead.”

  “Like that was ever in question.” Jamie tilted Mia’s head. She brushed her lips against Mia’s, tasting and exploring. Mia sensed Jamie was holding back, not wanting to scare Mia with her usual aggression and domination.

  Mia parted her mouth open and darted her tongue into Jamie’s mouth. Jamie gasped with delight before she tried to draw Mia deeper into her mouth. Mia took this opportunity to explore Jamie’s mouth, but got distracted by Jamie’s superior kissing technique. She was being easily seduced by her friend’s clever tongue.

  Jamie rubbed her hands over Mia’s body, and Mia copied her friend’s actions. Soon Mia’s instinct and curiosity guided the way, and she glided her hands along Jamie’s ass and pulled her closer. Jamie moaned and reached for Mia’s breasts. She squeezed them hard, and Mia deepened the kiss.

  Jamie pulled her mouth from Mia’s and trailed kisses down her neck. Mia didn’t stop Jamie when she began licking her way down to the small slope of her breasts. Jamie tested the weight and size of Mia’s breasts, humming with approval, before licking around one of Mia’s nipples.

  Mia arched, cupping Jamie’s head and driving her friend closer to her breasts. She wanted more than her friend’s tongue. She wanted Jamie to suck and bite. Mia was so deep into Jamie’s touch that she jumped when she felt Aidan shifting behind her.

  “Keep going,” he murmured in her ear as he spanned his hand along her waist.

  “That was my plan all along,” Mia whispered, gasping with pleasure as Aidan nuzzled her throat before licking her ear. She really loved having her ear licked. Who knew?

  He lifted his head to watch Jamie suck Mia’s breasts, and growled with pleasure in Mia’s ear. Curling his hand along Mia’s knee, he hooked her leg over his. He then speared his hand into her wet curls and stroked her clit.

  Mia loved having four hands and two mouths on her. They were attending to her needs and desires, and all she had to do was enjoy. The extreme pleasure was an embarrassment of riches.

  Jamie stiffened, and Mia gave a little shriek. She saw Caleb rouse from his sleep, his hands creeping up Jamie’s chest before settling possessively on her voluptuous breasts.

  “Now this is a nice way to wake up,” Caleb said, his voice rough with sleep.

  Mia had to agree. Her core was pulsing, she felt Aidan’s cock pressing against her ass, and her friend was teasing her breasts with her mouth. She didn’t think it would be long until Caleb leaned over Jamie’s head and claimed Mia’s mouth.

  “Do you want to have all three of us?” Aidan whispered in her ear.

  Three lovers? Mia’s moan seemed to vibrate from deep within her. If she had all three determined to please her, she would experience a sexual nirvana she couldn’t imagine. The intense sensations alone would shatter her into a million pieces.

  “No,” she said, pulling away from Caleb. “I shouldn’t.”

  “Shouldn’t.” The word echoed in her head. Her answer wasn’t as strong as “won’t” or “no.” Yet she couldn’t bring herself to say either of those.

  If she indulged in three lovers, she would turn greedy for everything they had to offer. Aidan, Caleb, and Jamie would make her lose all control. No ties or binds would be able to contain her.

  “Yes, you should,” Aidan said, his hand on her hip, his fingers tantalizingly close to her mound.

  She wanted to jump at Aidan’s offer. Oh, how she wanted her three friends to guide her through this passage. It was scary and thrilling—and for one brief moment, she considered returning to her safe little world—going back to one lover, one set of rules.

  “I’m here to catch you,” Aidan assured her.

  How did he know what she was worried about? And did he think she was silly for being afraid? Most people wanted to go wild in bed. She wanted to know that as long as she went as far as her sensual world could take her, she could always hurry back to the safe comfort she needed.

  “Okay,” she said, her voice trembling. “I want to take the three of you all at once.”

  Jamie’s lips stilled on Mia’s breasts, and she jerked her head up. “You want to do what?”

  Mia looked directly in her friend’s startled eyes. She didn’t think she’d ever shocked Jamie quite like this before. For once, Mia enjoyed being the scandalous one.

  Jamie continued to stare at Mia. “Exactly what is it that you’re planning to do?”

  Mia offered a tremulous smile. “I want to have sex with you”— she emphasized—“Caleb, and Aidan. At the same time.”

  “Jamie, hold Mia down s
o I can go get the handcuffs,” Aidan said as he sat up.

  “Get a blindfold while you’re at it,” Jamie said as she smiled at Mia.

  Mia glared at her friend. “That won’t be necessary.”

  “You won’t be able to tell us apart,” Jamie pointed out. “That’s half the fun.”

  “Mia would be able to identify me,” Aidan said with confidence. He rolled out of bed and walked to the dresser.

  “Don’t be too sure,” Jamie retorted. “In fact, let’s put money on it—ouch!”

  Mia kicked her in the leg again. “What do you think you’re doing?” she whispered fiercely. “You know . . .” Mia let her voice trail off. She couldn’t risk saying any more. She hoped Aidan never found out that they had suggested a threesome because Mia couldn’t tell the difference between Caleb and him.

  “Stop worrying.” Jamie climbed over Mia and pinned her arms to the mattress. “You’re going to do fine.”

  “No, I’m not.” She had been unable to tell which person had stroked her leg a few minutes ago.

  “I wouldn’t have suggested it otherwise,” Jamie said in all seriousness.

  “Yes, you would have,” Mia whispered, her voice sharp and fast, “because you weren’t thinking!”

  “I am, too,” Jamie said. “I’m thinking of you.”

  Mia huffed with disbelief. “Lovely way of showing it.”

  “You can tell the difference between the two,” Jamie whispered in her ear.

  “Shh!” Mia looked in the direction of Aidan, but she couldn’t see him. She glanced at Caleb, who was deep in thought as he caressed her legs. Mia couldn’t tell if he had heard, but she also couldn’t tell if he would care if Mia’s mind made him interchangeable with Aidan.

  Aidan returned to the bed with four handcuffs and a blindfold. Mia stared at the gleaming metal and black velvet, unsure if she was going to pass this test.

  She had passed every test Aidan had given her over the year, Mia realized as Caleb and Aidan cuffed her to the bed. The fact that she always rose to the occasion made Aidan think he was too soft on her, but Mia knew the truth. Aidan only tested her when he knew she was ready. He also knew that Mia’s pride wouldn’t allow her to fail.

  But Aidan was misguided by the belief that she would know his touch in the dark. What would he do when he found out? She couldn’t let that happen. She hadn’t failed him yet, and she wasn’t going to start now.

  As Jamie placed the blindfold over Mia’s eyes, Mia muttered darkly, “I’m going to get you for this.”

  “You’re chained to a bed. I’d like to see you try,” Jamie taunted back.

  Suddenly Mia’s surroundings were pitch-black. She craned her neck, trying to hear and predict what was coming at her next.

  A mouth covered hers. It was warm and dry, but Mia still reeled back from the unexpected touch.

  “Okay,” Jamie said gleefully against her ear. “Who was that?”

  Mia’s heart hammered against her chest. She had no idea! “The kiss was too short,” she complained. “I need another one.”

  She felt the mouth against her lips, and Mia tried to pick out the clues. The lips weren’t full and lush, so she knew it wasn’t Jamie.

  Then who was it?

  The man kissed her with teasing nibbles. The touch was assertive, but not aggressive. There was no hint of possession. “Caleb,” she whispered without thinking.

  The moment she said his name, she wanted to call it back. She hadn’t meant to give an answer unless she had been absolutely certain.

  “You’re right!” Jamie said, her voice sounding farther away this time. “And you weren’t sure of this game.”

  Mia still wasn’t! She knew she had made a lucky guess. She had to be very careful.

  Mia gasped as she felt the heel of a hand pressing against her mound.

  “Who’s touching you?” Jamie asked.

  “You,” Mia immediately replied. She bit her tongue, wishing she would be more careful. Then again, she had been one hundred percent positive with her answer. But there was that chance she was wrong, because she couldn’t see anything thanks to the blindfold.

  Jamie lifted her hand. “How did you know?” she asked.

  “I just did.” Mia didn’t think there was any reason to mention that Jamie’s manicure tipped her off.

  “And now?” Jamie asked, clearly enjoying the test.

  Mia felt two big hands massaging her left foot. She wanted to kick the person away as a thumb dug at the bottom of her foot and dragged along its length. The touch was almost ticklish.

  It was a masculine hand, Mia noted as she felt the strength and callused skin. “Caleb again,” she answered. Caleb had work-roughened hands. He had also rubbed her foot like that on their first night together.

  “Okay, maybe this is too easy for her,” Jamie complained. “We need to give her something really difficult.”

  “Where’s Aidan?” Mia asked. He had been too quiet and hadn’t participated in the game.

  “Right here,” Aidan replied, and placed a gentle kiss on her breast. Mia arched her back, wanting more than a kiss. The metal cuffs around her wrists rubbed her skin as they clanged against the bedposts.

  “When do I get all three of you touching me at once?” she asked breathlessly.

  Her stomach twisted, and this time it was from the excitement, although she was still fighting some nerves. She didn’t know what she was getting herself into, and there was only so much Aidan could do to take care of her.

  “Do you think you’re ready for it?” Aidan asked.

  “Yes!” she bit out impatiently. “Give me everything you’ve got!”

  Aidan kissed her hard and stabbed his tongue past her lips. She felt his hands cradling her face as Caleb and Jamie stroked her body.

  At first she could tell exactly what each person was doing. Jamie squeezed and pinched one of her breasts while Caleb sucked Mia’s nipple on the other.

  As the trio pleasured her, Mia slowly lost track with who was touching her breasts and who was kissing along her hip bone. The hands and mouths seemed to multiply, and she couldn’t tell what they were going to do next.

  She was dizzy with excitement, and the only thing Mia could do was surrender to the wild sensations spinning through her. Aidan would stop everything and catch her if she lost complete control.

  Mia froze when she felt a hand on her clitoris. The touch was as light as a feather but gave quite an impact. Mia moaned as this lover captured the swollen nub between two fingers and pressed down.

  Mia panted for air as the sting whipped through her. She couldn’t concentrate on who was teasing her clit. Was it one of the men, or was it Jamie?

  The last thought gave her a jolt, and the metal cuffs jangled harshly as she rocked her hips.

  Her attention was torn away as someone squeezed her breasts, which felt heavy and full. She whimpered as this lover bit down on her nipple, sending a white-hot rush through her veins.

  “More,” she whispered shyly. She didn’t want to be this greedy, but the hands and mouths were stirring up feelings she had tried so hard to hide.

  She frowned when she felt something solid and warm against her ribs. Mia couldn’t tell who it was or what he was doing. If only her arms were unchained, then she could investigate.

  The solid warmth squeezed her like a vise. Legs. Mia clearly imagined knees and suddenly knew what was pressing against her armpits. But why was he touching her like this?

  She felt the legs flex. Wet heat covered one of her breasts. The pressure rocked back and forth. Mia couldn’t figure out what the lover was doing to her, but if felt good. Hard and slippery against her soft breast.

  Jamie. Jamie was riding her breasts. Once Mia realized this, she was very aware of Jamie’s juices wetting her nipples and trickling down the curve of her breast.

  Oh, that feels so good. “More,” Mia said as she rocked back and forth, matching Jamie’s rhythm.

  Jamie grunted loudly and swiveled her h
ips, crushing Mia’s breasts with her weight. The lines between pleasure and pain blurred. Mia rocked from side to side, chasing the delicious sensations as Jamie bucked wildly against her.

  Jamie’s legs tightened. Mia gasped for breath as Jamie rode her fiercely. Jamie cried out as she climaxed, and then suddenly she wasn’t there. Mia’s breasts were free, and chilly air wafted over the sticky, swollen crests. Where had Jamie gone? Mia wondered as her body pulsed for completion.

  She felt knees bumping against her armpits again. Only this time they were much bigger. It had to be either Caleb or Aidan. Mia wrestled with her bindings, trying to touch more of her male lover.

  He cupped her face with his hands, and the other hands and mouth on her dimmed in her consciousness. Mia couldn’t tell if the hands on her face were callused or not. All she could determine was that they were big and strong.

  The man rubbed the tip of his cock firmly against her mouth. Outlining the shape of her lips, her lover was seeking entrance.

  Seeking entrance . . . requesting permission. Mia parted her lips as she recognized her lover. Caleb.

  He glided his cock past her lips, and she knew without a doubt that it was Caleb. His taste, his length, even the texture of his cock identified him.

  “More,” she ordered him and opened her mouth wider. Mia sucked the tip, drawing him deeper into her mouth. She heard Caleb’s groan as he started to pump in her, each stroke careful and measured.

  Mia murmured with pleasure as she sucked his cock, rubbing the roof of her mouth over a sensitive spot that tested Caleb’s control. His hands tightened on her face as his pace quickened.

  She felt someone’s hands on her hips and pelvis. There was an intent in the way the person touched her. Jamie. She clasped Mia’s mound with such possession that Mia wanted to melt against her friend’s touch.

  Jamie caressed Mia’s clitoris in small circular movements, and Mia swayed her hips. Jamie’s pattern and Caleb’s rhythm fought against each other, yet brought Mia’s arousal to a fevered pitch.

  She felt Aidan’s strong hands on the top of her legs. Mia imagined he was either kneeling between her spread thighs or standing at the foot of her bed. Her core pulsed with urgent need. She had to have Aidan deep inside her. She couldn’t take the exquisite stimulation anymore.