“Of course he will. Despite being upset about how he found out, he wants Mia in his life. Rex has always wanted a child, a family.”
“He has? He always struck me as such a bachelor. I was surprised when Mary Beth said he was married, as he seemed like a playboy. I guess that’s why I believed he would cheat with me.”
Doc shakes his head. “No way. Rex is the most loyal man I know, almost to a fault. Look, maybe it isn’t my place to tell you, but this will hit him hard, maybe harder than if it had been one of us instead. Years ago, when Rex was in his twenties, he hada long-term girlfriend. They were childhood sweethearts. They tried for a long while to get pregnant, and then when Jennifer was in her seventh month of pregnancy, they lost the baby. Jennifer killed herself a few weeks after it.”
“Oh my god, that’s awful, poor Rex. I had no idea.” My heart breaks for him. I can’t imagine how horrible that must have been for him.
Doc shrugs. “He doesn’t talk about it much. Since losing Jennifer, Rex has been a bit of a playboy, but it’s mostly because he hasn’t felt able to love again. That is, until he met you. You’re the first woman he’s shown interest in having a proper relationship with in fifteen years.”
“Well, now I feel like a total bitch.”
“Don’t. You did what you thought was right for your daughter. Rex will understand that,” Doc says softly, looking at me with deep, soulful eyes.
“I hope so. Was Jennifer… Were you all…” I say, searching for the right words.
“Involved?” He asks, and I nod. “No. No, that…” he hesitates before landing on, “Proclivity… Came later in life. We were all experimenting sexually, having some fun, and discovered how much we enjoyed it, and we all have the same taste in women.”
“You do?” I wonder if he is as attracted to me as I am to him. It’s shameful how I can be so sexually attracted to four men at the same time, but I’ve given up questioning it.
“We do.” When he looks at me, I can tell he means that he’s attracted to me, too.
“Lena,” he murmurs, brushing a strand of hair from my face. Suddenly, I’m aware of his proximity, of how soft his lips look.
Now is quite possibly the worst time for this to happen, with Rex upstairs upset at me for having lied about Mia, but when Doc kisses me, god help me, I kiss him back.
His kisses are tender and gentle, unlike the fire and passion of Rex’s or the rough claiming of Cole’s. He presses me against the hard planes of his chest, and my body responds eagerly. While I may have found Doc attractive and appreciated his gentle ways with Mia, I haven’t pictured finding myself quite so turned on by him before, but my pussy responds eagerly, getting wet and yearning for more. The kiss grows deeper, our tongues dancing together as his arms wrap around my waist.
The sounds of footsteps behind us stop us dead in our tracks, and we jump apart guiltily, springing to our feet. Even if he didn’t see us, my tangled hair, swollen lips, and flushed face are a dead giveaway of what he’s walked into.
“Rex,” I say, feeling like utter shit. Of all the people to find us kissing, this is the worst. He must hate me, and I wouldn’t blame him. I try to find the words to explain and apologize, but nothing comes out. Doc stays silent beside me, tense and prepared for confrontation.
“Don’t stop on my account,” Rex says, surprising me.
Is he being sarcastic?
“Rex, I don’t understand…” I say cautiously, the words halting and confused.
“I said, don’t stop.”
“Shouldn’t we, I mean, don’t we need to talk? About tonight? About everything?” I’m so confused about what he’s asking.
Is this a punishment? Acceptance? Forgiveness?
“We will. But not now. Right now, I want you to continue what you were doing while I watch,” Rex states simply.
Again, I wonder if this is some sort of trap, but then I notice the look in his eyes. It’s not anger, hurt, or jealousy; it’s desire.
Rex grabs a chair from the table, moves it to one side, sits down, and positions himself to our side. I realize then exactly what he plans to do. He’s going to sit and watch us.
It’s so unexpected, so exciting and thrilling, the thought of Rex sitting watching while I fuck Doc, that I don’t question the bizarreness of the turn of events. A look of understanding passes between the two men, and then Doc lifts me up, wrapping my legs around his waist before sitting me on the edge of the kitchen table and kissing me passionately. I realize with a thrill of pleasure that he intends to fuck me right here.
He lifts my dress over my head, taking in the sight of me in my underwear. I wish I’d worn something sexier than the simple bralette and panties I have on, but he gazes at me as if I’m the sexiest woman he’s ever seen.
“Gorgeous,” he whispers, kissing me and then kissing down my neck.
I arch my back, leaning into his touch. He unhooks my bra and tosses it aside. My boobs aren’t big, something that bothered me when I first started developing, though motherhood meant I went up a cup size, and they’re still perky, thankfully, so I don’t feel self-conscious about them. My nipplesharden as he slowly runs his tongue across them, so gentle and sensitive, the touch barely there, and I ache for more. I grind against him, feeling his erection through his pants and tugging at his shirt.
He unbuttons it to reveal a firm and hairy chest and a toned stomach with a tantalizing trail of hair that leads into his pants. I tug at his belt, but he stops me. “We wouldn’t be giving Rex much of a show if I fuck you right now and it’s all over too quickly, would we?”
