Dick made a soft happy noise and leaned a bit into Carrie's touch. "She is. She's gorgeous. But I don't know if I like the idea of your boyfriend joining us," he said with a smirk. "The tabloids say that you're dating supermodel to the stars Darke Knight. My ego can't handle sharing a bed with a man more attractive than I am."
His thumbs had slipped just under the hemline of her shirt, brushing along her hips. "Well, I guess he can join us, but he's going to have to keep his lips on you the entire time. Think he can handle that?"