The tension eased at her joke as participants began to discuss their preferences.
“Partner on top,” Aiden said after a beat. “I like to watch their expressions.”
I dipped my head, concentrating like hell on the remainder of my sandwich as I tried—and failed—to stop myself from imagining Aiden in the bedroom.
“That works,” Finn agreed, shifting beside me as he leaned against the bar. “Particularly if they’re sitting on my face.”
My blood warmed, heat simmering into a hot boil.
I’m about to spontaneously combust if they don’t stop.
“But,” Finn continued, sliding a thumb back and forth under his chin, “you know I like to be in charge.”
“That’s true,” Aiden agreed as my heart sank. “Sex with you is like fucking a director. You’re basically telling us what you want to see.”
My entire being went up in flames of embarrassment and desire.
They’re together. Damn it, I should have known this.
“How about you?” Aiden asked, nudging me. “Care to share?”
I swallowed around the lump of envy that sat like a stone in my throat. “Um, I’m not sure I have one.”
I chanced a peek up from my study of the crust to see they were both staring at me with raised eyebrows.
I dipped my head back down. “That is,” I tried to clarify, “I tend to like any position so long as my partner is getting off on it.”
“Ah,” Aiden hummed as if he’d just found the meaning to life. “You’re a sub.” He gestured at Finn. “You two would be perfect together. He’s a pleasure dom.”
Curiosity got the better of me. “What’s a pleasure dom?”
Finn plucked my uneaten crust from my hands and tossed it in the nearby trash. “I focus on my partners and giving them pleasure. I like to push my partners to their limits of pleasure before finding my own.”
I swallowed, no longer fighting the images that played across my mind. “That sounds… restrained.”
His slow grin reminded me of a wolf. “That’s one way of putting it.”
“And you?” I asked Aiden, curious at their dynamic.
He shrugged. “Switch. Top, bottom, sub, dom, up, down, round or straight—I just enjoy sex.”
I glanced between them. “So you two are together.”
They exchanged a glance.
“You could say that,” Aiden said with a laugh.
“Yes,” Finn confirmed, giving Aiden a stern look. “But we’re also open to others coming into our relationship.”
I mustered up all my courage, wanting to ask the question that burned on the tip of my tongue.
“Wha—”
The mayor interrupted me. “Where are the areas on your body you enjoy being touched?”
“Ears,” Aiden said easily. “Someone nibbles on my earlobes and I’m a goner.”
Finn tapped his lower lip thoughtfully. “The space between my shoulder blades.”
