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He laughs. “And I can’t let another man touch you.”

His thigh nudges open my legs, and I suck in a breath.

“But there is a third option, one that my wife really, really wanted, that just this once, I’d be happy to live out for her.”

I blink at him. “What are you suggesting?”

He slides my hand up the wall, above my head, and presses his dick against me.

“I want to help you feel that power rushing through you again, G. I’m prepared to let you take charge of me, and if you want to play out that fantasy with another guy, I’ll do it.”

I swear to God, a moan slips from my lips. I have to be clear, though, so I ask, “As in, you’ll get freaky with another guy, and you’ll both do whatever I tell you to?”

He tilts his head, studying me. “I’ll lay out some ground rules. But in a nutshell. Yes. That is what you wanted, correct?”

He hitches my leg up and presses himself closer against me.

“I think I have some rules,” I say, my voice quiet.

I never expected him to actually go through with this.

“Yeah, I hope you do. This has to be done with the care and attention it requires, G. Because if we get this wrong, we could fuck up everything we’ve been trying to build together. First, I have to know if this is something you really want. Because, hand on my heart, I’d be happy with just you for the rest of my damn life. This ain’t something I need. And you need to understand that. If we move forward as a couple, if we continue to explore, we have to trust each other first and foremost.”

I nod as he releases my hand; it slides up my arm, and he cups my cheek. I stare into his dark eyes.

I want him. I’m more than satisfied by him. And he’s right; if he were my first and only man until I die, I’d be happy. But this isn’t about me needing another man for myself.

It’s me wanting to watch Colten. Because since I found out about his past, I’ve gone beyond intrigued. I can’t stop thinking about it.

“Tell me what you’re thinkin’, sweetheart,” he whispers.

My cheeks heat. “Honest answer?”

He nods.

“I’m thinking about a ripped man on his knees sucking you off.”

His finger traces along my jaw. “And where are you?”

I swallow the lump in my throat. I’ve never been this nervous and turned on. “I’m kissing you, my hands all over your chest.”

He grins, his mouth ghosting the shell of my ear. “And where are my hands, G?”

“One in the guy's hair, the other inside me.”

He groans in response. “And who do you want to touch you, G? Do you want to feel him? Do you want his cock inside you?”

I shake my head. “N-no. I don’t. Only you.”

Something feels wrong about that. Like it wouldn’t be real, because I only have eyes for Colten Sterling.

“And how far do you want it to go with me and the other guy?” he murmurs. “Do you want to see my cock in his ass?”

My hands tremble as I nod, and he presses his lips against my cheek. “Do you want his dick inside you?” I counter.

And then I hold my breath.

He lets out a breath. “No, G. I don’t.”