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“Tristan was right. This is the creamiest little cunt this side of paradise and I don’t
know which one of us is more turned on, me or him.” He drew his fingers out and
sucked on them, his eyes closing briefly then flaring open.
“I’m going to add another finger, sweetie. Tell me if it hurts and I’ll make it better,
angel. I’ll make it good, I swear. Can you take it?”
She wanted to take it. Everything, anything he wanted to give to her.
“Tristan wants to know you’re okay. Tell him how you’re feeling, Lin. Tell me how
I’m doing.”
She exhaled in pure frustration. “I’m fine. You’re doing fine.”
Alex raised his brows, a lopsided grin raising the corners of his mouth. “Just fine? I
think I can do better than that.”
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He pushed three fingers inside her. Three broad digits blistered her sensitized
opening but Lin didn’t care. The feel of them inside her as he twisted his wrist, as those
fingers twisted and moved inside her, more than made up for any discomfort.
He put his mouth tight on her clit, his tongue rolling hard over it one second, the
swollen bundle of nerves sucked into his mouth the next, and Lin forgot everything.
Nothing lingered but the pleasure he gave her with every lick and suck, with every
motion of his hand and his fingers inside her.
Oh god oh god oh god. Lin thought she might lose her mind.
“Come on my hand, angel. Come on my mouth,” he growled. His tongue flicked
her clit harder, tapped and made her jolt. But it was the feel of his thick fingers fucking
into her high and deep that set her free. Her long, gravelly moans filled the room, her
back arching and hips bucking as if to escape the climax that gripped her. His arms
quickly looped under her legs and over her inner thighs to keep her still.
Alex sucked on her through her orgasm until she stopped struggling and started
whimpering, spent and listless. Only then did he ease his hold, his unrelenting mouth
now content to sprinkle her slit and mound with small kisses.
“Alex, please, I can’t—” A rush of alarm and arousal coursed through her as he
went back to the start and parted her pussy lips with his thumbs. She was breathless
and senseless and in no way prepared to start all over yet.
“Shush, it’s okay. Just one more taste. A gentle one, I swear.” His tongue was soft
and light now as he lapped at the juices his foreplay and her orgasm had brought forth.
“My turn.” Alex heard the hard edge in Tristan’s words. It wasn’t a comment, it was
a command—one Alex knew he couldn’t follow.
“Cover up, Alex. Let me have her. I need to fuck her. Now!”
Not when Tristan sounded more like a horny bastard than a lover. Not with Lin
sore and sated.
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“It’s enough, Tristan.”
“Enough? She said she wanted everything. Anything.”
“Anything I wanted to give her.”
“And this is it? It’s enough for you? You’re satisfied?”
“For now. It’s enough for now.”
“Stand down, Alex.”
“I don’t think so.”
Alex got up. Lin had turned to lie on her belly, her eyes closed, a half-smile on her
lips. She had taken the pleasure he had wanted to give her and earned her rest and Alex
intended to see that she got it. Pressing a kiss to her temple, he pulled the covers over
her. “Breakfast in ten, sweetie.”
Alex started for the door. He needed a change of clothes and a moment alone to
regroup and so did Lin before they sat down for what might well turn out to be the
oddest breakfast either one had ever eaten.
“Get back in there.”
“What am I, an open-all-hours stud service? And what the hell happened to the ‘all for her’
bit? This isn’t about what you or I want, remember, but all I hear is your dick talking and I’m
done listening. Why don’t you stand down and shut up?”
“You’re pulling rank on me? Regarding my wife?”
“Notice how she’s your wife when it suits you? You’re her lover now and you just
appointed me one.”
“And you don’t want her? You don’t want to be back in there with her? You fantasized
about this. You jacked off with that picture and fantasized about fucking her. Tell me she isn’t
the sweetest thing you’ve ever tasted.”
“We’re really doing this? Talking about how I licked and sucked her with my fingers up her
pussy until I almost came too? Hell yes, I loved eating her pussy. I would love to eat that pussy
until next Tuesday. I savored every second I had my cock in that tight, slick grip while you
fucked her half of last night and I can’t wait for next time. Now just isn’t it. So you’re going to
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calm down and put out breakfast. She’s going to come out and you’re going to take your cues
from her.”
“And you’ll do what?”
“I’ll be my charming self, what else?”
“You’re incorrigible.”
“And don’t you just love me for it.”
He did, actually. It may have been an instinctive choice on his part, but he had yet
to regret choosing Alex. Even when the man was a wildcard, the yet-to-be-tied-down-
or-tamed kind. He had to let a man he would never have wanted anywhere near his
wife before, now have her in every way imaginable.
He hadn’t expected Danny to be content making love to her vicariously. He had no
doubt Alex wouldn’t settle for that, not in the long run. He would have to have full
access to Lin or he would go in search of sex somewhere else and Tristan couldn’t allow
that. He didn’t want another woman even if it was Alex taking her, and he sure as hell
didn’t want Alex near Lin again if he started fucking around.
And then he would lose Lin. It would all have been for nothing if Alex felt left out
and started stealing glances elsewhere. But Lin wanting him, wanting him to fuck her,
loving the feel of him filling her, went against every jealous, male and husbandly
instinct in him.
He didn’t want her to want Alex, but he needed her to. He hadn’t expected it to be
easy but he also hadn’t anticipated it would be so damn hard.
One day at a time, Alex had said, but Tristan wasn’t sure he would survive
breakfast. Lin would walk in any second and he could only imagine what would
happen next. She might tell them to leave or ask them to stay. Say she couldn’t do this
or demand time to think things over.
Keep it together, man, or lose it for good.
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“I feel a headache coming on and I think you’re giving it to me, Tristan. A little less
contemplation, a little more faith in her, if you please. And me. You can stare a hole through
Danny’s picture but he’s still not coming back, you know.”
He forgot. At times, as when he’d made love to Lin last night, he sometimes
managed to forget that what he was looking at, Alex saw too. When Tristan spotted Lin
padding out of the bedroom in her barely there nightwear, it made him forget about
food or his qualms and start to crave a totally different sort of delicacy.
Lin’s face lit up in amusement as she stared at the pralines and the huge muffuletta
sandwich oozing cold cuts, cheese and olive salad set on the kitchen bar. “That’s
breakfast? You truly have been homesick, haven’t you? If I manage to eat even a fourth
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