Chapter 15 Just Very Close Friends Who Like To Fuck Each Other
JUST VERY CLOSE FRIENDS WHO LIKE TO FUCK EACH OTHER
LILY
I’ve been in Annika’s suite all of one minute on Saturday evening and she’s already smirking at me.
I guess Sebastian must have told her about last night.
“Look, before you start, I know what you’re going to say,” I say, but she cuts me off by raising her hand.
“Oh, you mean about how a little birdy told me that you were a naughty girl last night and snuck into an orgy?” The smirk grows wider. I can feel my cheeks heat up, and I look away from her knowing gaze. “Cat got your tongue all of a sudden there, Lily?”
I force myself to look at her again. “I was curious.”
“Oh, I don’t blame you. I’d have been down there weeks ago, if it had been me.
But you’ve got Mr DeLuca all twisted in knots, which - while highly entertaining, and a nice reminder that he is actually human - probably needs to be addressed sooner rather than later.
” She sits back in the high-backed armchair and crosses her arms as she studies me closely.
“Now that your tongue is loosened, I think it’s time you ask all the questions burning away inside that pretty little head. ”
I raise an eyebrow. “Like what?”
“Well, for one, I’m pretty sure you saw Sebastian fucking Cam. And if that was the case, then you would also have seen Imogen and me together. So… ask away.”
I study her for a moment, trying to work out if this is some sort of trap. But her expression is open, and she doesn’t strike me as the type to play games.
“Okay… I’m confused about the relationship between you all. How does it work?”
She grins. “Fantastic first question. Aside from Imogen and Cam, who are, indeed, in a relationship, the rest of us are just very close friends who like to fuck each other in a mutually beneficial fashion.”
“So you and Imogen aren’t girlfriends?”
She laughs. “That woman could not handle my awesomeness. No, we are best friends who sometimes get naked together to scratch the itch, nothing more. And Cam is aware of the situation. He is more than happy for us to continue fucking, whether or not he is present, because he is a very well-adjusted human being who is confident in his relationship with that gorgeous woman.”
I try to wrap my mind around that. Based on my own relationship, men tend to get very territorial over their women.
“So Imogen and Sebastian… Was that the first time they…”
Annika starts laughing so hard she’s almost crying.
“Lord, you really saw everything, didn’t you?
No wonder Sebastian is so fucked up right now.
” She pauses to catch her breath before shaking her head.
“No, that most certainly is not the first time they’ve fucked.
They’ve been at it like bunnies for the entire two years she has worked here.
Imogen first found out about this place when she attended a club night at the invitation of a friend.
Sebastian never sleeps with the clients, but something about Imogen reminded him of himself, and the three of us, along with Dante, had a very interesting night.
After she accepted the job he offered her, they entered into a sex only arrangement where he gets to boss her around and she gives up all control.
That’s Sebastian’s M.O. He’s a dominant.
He takes full responsibility for the pleasure of those he’s playing with.
That’s what we call it, by the way. Playing.
He is a master of control and an expert on human pleasure.
He knows what we need before we even consider it for ourselves.
And Imogen is the perfect submissive. She is in control all the time everywhere else in her life, and loves giving it up in the bedroom.
Cam is also dominant, though not to the same level as Sebastian.
He’s exploring his own sexuality at the moment, which is what you saw happening last night. ”
I nod slowly as I process all that information. After a moment, I finally give voice to the question that has been burning away ever since I’d seen Sebastian with his cock buried deep inside Cam’s arse.
“So Sebastian isn’t gay, then?”
Annika gives me a sympathetic smile. “Ah, now we get to the real questions. No. He’s omnisexual.”
I shake my head. “I don’t know what that means. Is that different from being bi? That’s what you and Imogen are, right? Or are you guys omnisexual, too?”
She nods. “Yeah, we’re both bi. And omnisexual is, I guess, similar, but it can mean different things depending on the person.
In Sebastian’s case, a person’s gender plays no role in the sexual attraction.
He will pretty much fuck anyone who asks him to.
Like I said, he’s all about the pleasure of the other person.
It’s not that he gets off on control. It’s more that he is so focused on that other person’s needs that he pushes his own aside and will do whatever it takes to help them find what works for them.
To find themselves, I guess, is the best way to describe it.
” She studies me for a little while, a thoughtful expression on her face.
“You didn’t know anything about any of this? ”
I shake my head. “No. We’ve never discussed sex. Ever. At least, not until last night. I just figured he must be really, really good at sex because he practically oozes with it. But I didn’t know he slept with men as well as women.”
She nods. “And how do you feel about him now that you know?”
I flick her a surprised look. “Why would that make me think any differently about him?”
She grins. “That is the perfect answer, and what I’d hoped you’d say.”
I shake my head. “No, nothing about what I saw last night changed anything for me.”
She’s quiet again, that thoughtful expression lingering, and I wonder what’s coming next. “So… What is it that you want?”
Frowning, I hesitate for a moment before asking, “What do you mean, what I want?”
“I mean, you must have felt things when you saw everything last night. Sebastian hinted that you gave him a rather well deserved tongue lashing afterwards when he intimated you shouldn’t have been there. So… what is it that you want for yourself?”
It takes me a few seconds to understand why there is a sudden tightening sensation in my chest. But once I realise the cause, it takes all my self control not to cry, although I feel the tears prick the corners of my eyes.
“You know, in thirty-two years… You are one of only three people to ask me that question.”
She blinks a few times, her eyebrows raised. “Seriously?”
I nod. “Yeah. You, Daniel and… Sebastian.”
She lets out a long breath, shaking her head slightly. “Fuck… That’s shit Lily.”
I choke out a laugh, and it comes out sounding like a sob. Or maybe I’m actually crying. Who even knows at this point?
I struggle to compose myself, and she watches me with a sad smile while I ask myself what I want. What I truly want.
Finally, I blink back the tears and lift my chin, taking a deep breath.
“I think… I want to dance again. I want to finish my degree. Or, well, I guess start again, since I’m pretty sure it’s too many years since I stopped studying for me to use those subjects for credit.
” She looks surprised, and I know it wasn’t what she’d expected me to say.
I’ve not mentioned how much I’ve missed dancing to anyone, not ready to think about how much I gave up because of Joseph. But as I’ve grown more comfortable here, the need to dance has grown stronger.
“And… I want to explore.”
A smile slowly appears on Annika’s lips, and her eyes light up. “What do you want to explore, Lily?”
She’s going to make me say it.
I steel myself and hold her gaze. “I want to explore what I like sexually. I want to find out who I really am.”
The smile morphs into a wicked grin. “Now we’re talking.”