Minecomes as a shout as she gasps my name and grips my ears, pushing me over the edge into my own orgasm, buried deep inside her in this safe cocoon where nothing else exists and nothing else matters.
Mine.
Justmine.
That flush on her cheeks. Her eyes unfocused but somehow still holding mine. The way she rubs her breast like she’s feeling her release in her chest and it’s too much.
Like she feels it too.
We could be so much more than what we are.
If one of us is brave.
If one of us will say it.
If one of us will leap.
Her shoulders drop and she slumps back against my chest. “How?” she murmurs.
“My other title isSuper Orgasm Man,” I murmur in her hair, my cock still spasming deep inside her.
She laughs.
I suck in a breath.Super Sensitive Cock Manmight be more appropriate in this exact moment.
“Do you really have a comic book collection?” Sabrina asks.
I tense.
It’s reflexive.
“I used to read Jack’s anytime I had to stay with the triplets while my mom had a night out,” she murmurs. “And I always hated that I felt like I wasn’t getting all of the good parts of the story. Like I’d missed so much for there being several issues that came and were lost under his bed since the last time I was there.”
“The nuance,” I murmur. “Of course you’d love the nuance.”
“And the details.”
“The gossip.”
“Damn right.”
“I divorced Felicia when I found out she was running a podcast about living with difficult men.” Fuck me. Where didthatcome from? “S-since we were—it’s gossip. I mean, some people think—never mind. I didn’t say any of that.”
“Behind your back?” Sabrina asks.
When I hesitate, she wraps her arms tighter around me.
“Yes,” I finally confirm.
“How’d you find out?”
“Vince—my old business partner—he knew. He listened to it. I walked into the lab one day, heard him laughing his ass off, went to see what was so funny, and I heard her. At first, I thought she was on the phone. When I realized what it was—between that and all of her shit about Zen—I was done. My family said I couldn’t take a joke, but—”
“But your spouse is the one person who should respect you the most,” she finishes.
“Yes.”
“Grey?”
