Yes

"So, what do you think, Payton?" Kylie asked, her voice a low purr. "Ready to join us for some fun?"

Payton swallowed hard, the champagne feeling heavy in her stomach. She could feel Dan's eyes on her, his hand still resting possessively on her thigh. "Kylie, what if... I just want to... fuck him?" The words tumbled out of her mouth before she could stop them, raw and unfiltered.

Kylie's smile widened, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Well, why don't we all just get comfortable and see where the night takes us?" she suggested, standing up from the pool's edge and sashaying into the house. Dan's hand slid away, and Payton felt the loss of his touch like a physical ache.

With trembling legs, Payton climbed out of the pool, her body still thrumming with the echoes of their secret encounter. She followed Kylie into the house, her heart racing with a mix of anticipation and fear. She had never been in this situation before, and she wasn't sure if she was ready for what was to come.

Kylie led them to the living room, where she had set out the lingerie on the coffee table. She turned to Payton with a wink. "What if we make a deal?" she suggested, her voice low and seductive. "You can fuck him again in the future... if you both agree to play by my rules."

Payton felt a thrill run down her spine at the mention of rules. It was as if Kylie had read her mind, had understood her innermost desires without her ever having to speak them aloud. She took a deep breath, trying to play it cool. "Okay," she said, her voice steady despite the racing of her heart. "What kind of rules are we talking about?"