I nodded but kept my eyes trained out the window, even as we pulled into the parking lot behind my car. I knew all about how power trips affected people. They could make them mean. Or worse. It could turn them into monsters.
Clearing my throat, I forced my eyes over to him. “Well, I think this town’s lucky to have you.”
His smile was so warm it did something funny to my insides. It was obvious he didn’t get compliments like that often.
“Thanks.”
With a deep breath, I forced a smile and unbuckled my seat belt. “I … uh … had fun. Thanks for … uh … coming out there with us.”
“Anytime.”
That drained some of the tension coiling inside me, and I smiled for real. I really did like this man. And so far, I got the impression he was one of the good guys.
Not that I was the greatest judge of character, but still.
“Hang tight,” he said before hopping out of the truck and walking around to my side.
The men in this town were so chivalrous. I wondered if that was a small-town thing. I hadn’t encountered the same in Houston.
Rhys helped me out, then walked me to my car, opening the door for me there, too.
“If you need anything,” he said, his hands on my door, “holler.”
I smiled up at him. “Thanks.”
I got a wink that made my insides go haywire and then the door closed.
It took two tries to get my car started, but once it screeched to life, I took a deep breath. I had just enough time to run home, change clothes, and make it back to Reagan’s.
Or … in an effort to save money on gas, I could just wear what I had on and drive straight to Reagan’s. Not only would it be kinder to my pocketbook, I also wouldn’t have to go home to an empty house.
Yeah. I liked that plan much better.
Wolfe
The cold shower felt incredible.
But not nearly as good as my hand on my dick.
I stood beneath the chilly spray with my cock firmly gripped in my fist. With my eyes closed, I leaned against the slate-tiled wall and gave in to my fantasies, to the overwhelming lust surging in my bloodstream. The image of Amy, all sweaty and naked, laid out beside Rhys on my bed…
Yeah, it was a fantasy that would likely never become a reality, but holy fuck. My dick throbbed in my grip, and I squeezed more firmly, sliding my soapy hand up and down my length. My breaths were coming rapidly, my body coiling tighter with every passing second. I wasn’t sure I'd ever found a mental image to be quite as hot as the idea of the three of us together. All the things I wanted to do to both of them…
“Fuck,” I groaned, jerking myself harder, faster.
I imagined Amy and Rhys on their knees before me, their tongues sliding over my shaft, licking, sucking, alternating between the warm rasps of their mouths.
“Son of a bitch!” My body jerked, my thigh muscles locking as I came hard, my head falling back against the tile with a thud.
Lord Almighty.
I sucked in air and turned my face to the spray.
And to think, I'd spent just a short time in their presence and now I was thinking about fucking them both into oblivion.
Oddly enough, I wasn’t even trying to deny my attraction to Rhys. I actually felt relief to acknowledge it. As for Amy… Yeah, I had known I'd been attracted to her from the first second I laid eyes on her. As to whether I'd ever be able to act on that attraction… I wasn’t sure it would be possible. As skittish as she was, I knew I would have to allow her to make the first move. Until then, I'd have to get reacquainted with my hand.
After soaping up and rinsing off, I shut off the water and grabbed a towel. I was going to meet my cousin at Reagan’s, but for the first time in a damn long time, I was looking forward to going for a reason other than to hang out with Lynx. I would get to see Amy again. Although she and Rhys had left only half an hour ago, I couldn’t wait to see her, to simply be in her presence.
