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Georgia lifted her hand away when I met her gaze. “Are you sure?”
    “I won’t last another second if you…” I gulped. “Four one thousand…”
    “Because I was thinking. If you can’t touch Sarah…” Georgia ran her thumb over Sarah’s bottom lip and shot me a sideways glance, smirking. “Maybe I should.”
    Sarah shuddered. And I felt it. I felt it.
    I didn’t need the blindfold then. I screwed my eyes shut, arched my back, and, for the first time in a long time, spent all my mental energy trying not to come. “Fuck.”
    “That,” Georgia said, “is exactly what we’re going to do. All three of us.”
    The only sound to emerge from my mouth was halfway between a gasp and a whimper.
    I alternated between throwing my head back so I didn’t see them, didn’t get that much closer to coming— yet —and drinking them in. The sight of Georgia’s hand drifting down and settling on Sarah’s clit nearly set me off, so I had to screw my eyes shut again. The blindfold had been a blessing, had I but known it.
    I’d had worse birthdays, that was for sure.
    Sarah moaned and arched her back, all but resting her head on Georgia’s shoulder. Georgia moved her fingertips faster, and I could have sworn I felt the beginning ripples of Sarah’s orgasm. Already. And my own. Too soon.
    Sarah turned her head—to whisper something, perhaps—but Georgia silenced her with a kiss, a deep one judging by her hollowed cheeks and—
    “ Fuck . I’m not gonna last much longer,” I panted. One one thousand, two one thousand, three one—
    Sarah broke off the kiss and, as her hips whipped back and forth, bit her lip and continued staring at Georgia. “You—I-I’m gonna—”
    I had no idea which of us she was speaking to, but when she came, it was unmistakable. Georgia’s hand tangled in her hair, pulling her head back, letting her scream into thin air, and I tried to hold back; Jesus, I tried.
    But. I just. Couldn’t. The way Sarah’s hips moved, each pulse inside her driving me closer to the edge, made it inevitable. I arched my spine off the bed, and I registered Georgia saying something—
    “Don’t.”
    Before I did. Silently. I thought. The cuffs jingled above my head as I strained against them, eyes watering with the hybrid emotion of relief mixed with apprehension. Oh shit, what is she going to do to me now ? The power of my orgasm tore my last breath out of me, but even though I came so hard it was almost painful, even in that moment suspended between coherence and insanity, I prayed, please don’t let that be the last one.
    Gasping for breath after—it could have been seconds or hours—I felt my back touch the bed again. And Sarah wasn’t there anymore. She flopped down beside me, groaning in exhaustion. No, tiredness. She wasn’t exhausted yet.
    “Fuck.” I recognized the voice as my own. “I couldn’t help it. I couldn’t wait.”
    “What did I tell you?” Georgia attempted to sound cross, but—
    Cross. Cross. Cross.
    —there was a smile in her voice.
    “I couldn’t… I’m sorry, but I couldn’t…” My eyes still watered, and I sniffed.
    “Well, what am I supposed to do?”
    “I’m sure I’ll think of something.”
    “He’s got a mouth, hasn’t he?” Sarah put in with a girlish giggle.
    “I need to…” I hit the quick release on the cuffs, rubbing my wrists as the circulation returned to normal. “With your permission…?”
    “Sure.” Georgia shrugged. “Don’t be long. I might get bored and have to think of something else to do. Someone .”
    “You…” Still shaking, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. “Don’t do anything without me.” And I left the room to the sound of low laughter.
    In the bathroom, I got rid of the condom and grinned at my reflection in the mirror. Covered in sweat, hair all messed up, a scratch on one shoulder from where Sarah had gotten a little carried away, and personally I reckoned I’d never looked better.
    And what little