His arms come around me. “Last night was hot.”
“It was,” I agree, wrapping my arm around his waist as images flash across my retina.
Saint taking me against the wall as Caz and Theo lay naked on the bed, stroking their cocks.
Riding Theo while Caz fucked my ass, and then, they swapped positions.
Theo shaking as he came deep inside my ass before pulling out and letting Saint take over.
Caz’s roars as he came hard, bringing me along for the ride and giving me my third orgasm of the night.
Collapsing sweaty and sated on the bed with Caz on one side, Saint on my other, and Theo at my feet.
“We need a bigger bed,” I blurt after my brain has finished replaying our hot foursome.
“That we do,” he agrees, running his hand along my hipbone. “I’ll get boy wonder on the case.”
I trace circles with my finger along his chest. “Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.” He kisses the tip of my nose. “You can ask me anything.”
“Have you ever had sex with a guy?”
He eases back, scanning my face. “Why’d you ask?”
I shrug. “You like a little ass play, so I’m just curious.”
“Would it shock you if I said yes?”
Shock me?Hell no.Excite me?Fuck, yeah.But I keep those thoughts to myself, because this requires delicate handling. “No. It wouldn’t shock me. To be honest, the thought turns me on.”
“I explored a bit in my early teens. I fucked a couple guys, and I’ve taken it up the ass a few times.” He smirks. “I liked it, but I love fucking pussy.” He licks my cheek. “I love fuckingyou.” He waggles his brows, grabbing his cell and checking the time. “How about a quickie?” His grin turns downright wicked.
Pushing him flat on his back, I crawl on top of him. “Do you need to ask?”
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“Hey.” Galen iswaiting for me when I emerge from my shower after consuming my body weight in eggs and bacon.
“This is becoming a habit.” I smile as I gesture toward my towel-clad body and his butt seated on the edge of my bed.
“Does it bother you?”
“No.” I drop my towel and proceed to get dressed in front of him.
His eyes skate over my naked body, and he doesn’t disguise the tent situation in his jeans. “You need me to change the bandage?” he asks after a couple of tense, electrically charged beats, his eyes lowering to the cut on my arm.
“Actually, yeah. I had to throw the other one out.”
He walks to the bathroom while I put my bra on. When he returns, he points to the bed, and I sit down in my underwear. He sits beside me, placing supplies on his lap. His fingers are like hot embers on my skin as he dresses my wound.
Every few seconds, his eyes fly to mine, and the undercurrent that has always existed between us is back in full force. My nipples harden, the tips jutting through the cups of my red lace bra. His hand stalls on my arm when his eyes lock on my tits, and the air is so heavy with lust I struggle to draw a breath.
He gulps before clearing his throat and returning his focus to my arm. I try not to squirm on the bed as desire pools low in my belly, and my pussy aches with fresh need.
His hair is back to messy today, and damp strands fall into his eyes. Without thinking, I lift my free hand, weaving my fingers through his hair. He stalls again, sucking in a soft gasp he probably thinks I can’t hear. “I love your hair like this,” I murmur, leaning forward and pressing my nose into the tangled waves. “So soft.”
He turns his head, and our noses brush as I straighten up. There is barely an inch between our mouths, and my eyes drop to his plump lips the same time his gaze lowers to mine. My heart is pounding, and butterflies are running amok in my chest. Every part of my body is acutely aware of Galen Lennox’s proximity, and my fingers itch with a craving to touch him.
