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“After I fuck her,” Grant’s voice was like ice. “And now that I think about it, I can see you, naked, leather harness, huge fucking strap-on. You fuck her while I kill her.”

“You are one twisted motherfucker.”

Grant sat up, fisting the hair at the back of her neck and tugging her head back so he could kiss her throat. “That’s exactly why you keep me around, Tamara and you know it.”

Tamara shivered through an orgasm and smiled at him. “I do know it. Now finish yourself off. I want to get to the club.”

Grant smiled as she slid off his cock. He grasped the root of it and began to pump, eager now to come. He wanted to see the fruits of Tamara’s labors too. The club. Their club.

The place where he would end Sofia Amory Zacca’s short life…

Chapter Twenty-Five

Ivo looked across the table at Sofia, so lovely, with her face lit up by candlelight. God, she was beautiful, and all his…but tonight, maybe, he would share her…and the idea was turning him on so much he could feel his erection pressing against his pants.

They had enjoyed the boat trip and dinner, and now they were ensconced in a private booth at a sultry, smoky club. Penn, who had quickly caught on to their plans, was looking at Sofia too and Ivo could see the desire in his eyes. “Penn, dear friend,” he said slowly. “Sofia has the softest inner thighs you’ve could dream of.”

Penn smiled. “Is that so?”

Sofia and Ivo shared a loaded look, then Sofia leaned across to Penn. “Give me your hand, Penn.”

He let her take his hand and Sofia slowly moved it to her inner thigh, sliding it under her dress. “Touch me,” she whispered, then leaned across to kiss Ivo on the mouth as Penn slid his fingers along the soft skin. He hesitated only briefly before his fingers moved to caress her sex through her panties.

Ivo smiled at him as Penn sighed happily as he slid his fingers into her panties and stroked her. “Would you like to fuck Sofia, Penn?”

Penn nodded. “Very much.” He looked at Ivo. “But, friend, what about you?”

“Oh, I’ll be fucking her too.”

Sofia smiled at her husband. “Yes, he will. Hard, deep and over and over. Penn…do you want to fuck me here?”

Penn nodded, and Sofia glanced at Ivo who smiled. “Go for it, baby.”

She leaned over and kissed him. “Enjoy this, baby…” And lifting her dress, she moved to sit on Penn’s lap, and impale herself on his rampant cock…

“Sof?”

Sofia blinked and suddenly the images in her head drifted away. “Sorry, I was…sorry. Did I miss something?”

The two men laughed. Ivo stroked her cheek. “Only talk about your next exhibition. What were you thinking about?”

Sofia felt her face flame. “Oh, nothing, in particular. Penn, I’m sorry, I never asked. Do you have a significant other?”

Penn half-smiled. “Not as such…there is a woman I’ve been seeing, but I’m not sure about our future. She’s different”

“Do you like her?”

Penn gave a strange chuckle. “I’m in love with her, but I’m not sure I like her. Does that make sense?”

“I think so. Who is she?”

Ivo nudged Sofia. “I don’t think Penn’s that into sharing.” He softened the rebuke with a smile and Sofia looked at Penn apologetically.