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She stands there, openmouthed, either unsure or unable to speak. He sets to work peeling that dress off—carefully, thank God—for a minute there, I thought he’d rip it to shreds; I probably would have. I put myself to use working on the buttons of his dress shirt. My fingers graze the crisp hair just above his waistband, making Nic suck in a breath.
He grips my fingers before they go any farther south, bringing them up to his mouth, kissing them, and then nipping with his teeth. My blood heats.
“I want to watch you,” says Natalie. The lust in her eyes as she watches us turns the heat up to boiling.
“Not yet,” he says.
“I don’t know about you,” I say to Nic, all eyes on Natalie as he starts removing her gown, “but I spent most of the night wondering about what’s under this dress.”
Nic nods as he pauses. Natalie’s smile turns impish.
It’s lace. Tiny, elaborate, expensive-looking lace. Black, of course, because this woman is determined to be the death of me. Nic, too, judging by the sound he makes when the dress finally comes off.
Catching Nic’s eye, I point him toward the head of the bed. Clearly curious but willing to play along, Nic drops his pants, keeping his tight—God help me, that’s hot—black briefs on. He stacks pillows behind him, sitting up against the headboard. Dragging my eyes away from that mouthwatering sight, I ignore Natalie’s protests and pick her up by the waist, setting her down between Nic’s splayed thighs.
“This is cozy,” she says, looking over her shoulder. Nic’s smile is absolutely filthy as he pulls her back into the cocoon of his body, running his hands all over her. He turns that smile on me, and I press the heel of my hand to my cock, already aching for some friction.
He cups her breasts, his mouth moving over her neck, making her moan and shift, both of them staring up at me, waiting. I climb on the bed, keeping my weight on my hands as I kiss her. The kiss goes on, and on and on until I’m drowning in her, and her fingernails are digging in on my shoulders.
I fell for her faster than I’ve ever fallen for anybody, and I can’t kid myself anymore that it has nothing to do with the man watching me kiss my way down her body. It works. I don’t understand how, but the three of us… it works. I need him every bit as much as I need her. Tonight I’m going to show them.
Holding Natalie’s ankles together over my shoulder, I pull the tiny scrap of lace between her legs off one-handed. Nic makes quick work of the bra clasp, and for once, without any urging or fanfare, Natalie is bare between us, lights on and everything, if you count the dim table lamp across the room. Baby steps. It’s enough that she gives us this for now. One day we’re going to make love to her in front of the mirror, just to prove to her how lovely she is, how much we want her.
How much we love her.
The words pound, echoing in my head as I kiss my way down her body. Too big to say out loud but still too big to keep it to myself.
Instead, I show her. I kiss every inch of her, loving in a way I didn’t know I could, persuading Natalie with every touch what she is to me. Precious. Like Nic said. It fits.
By the time I slide inside her, she’s flushed, shaking with need, begging for me. Nic pulls me closer to them, kissing me deeply as I thrust into her body, desperate and shaking for them both. Natalie comes with a cry, raking her nails down my back. It sets me off, groaning into Nic’s mouth, pouring everything I’ve got left into the condom, into her body, my heart laid open for anybody to see.
Nic breaks the kiss and I hover in that hot space between the two of them, my lips only just brushing his, Natalie’s body still clenching around me with aftershocks. I sit back to give her air, trying to catch my breath.
“God,” Nic breathes, staring down at our bodies still joined together.
“Mm.” Natalie arches back against him, winding her arm back around his neck.
I know, somewhere in the back of my mind, that not so very long ago, I had a life without these two in it. As Nic shifts around to kiss Natalie, his lean, strong body taut with need, I can’t imagine life without them now.
He reaches out with one hand, pulling me forward in a kiss. It shouldn’t work. None of this should work.
I’ll never be able to live without this. Not anymore.
My dick jerks, unbelievably. I should be down for the count.
“Need you, Nat,” says Nic, breaking the kiss on a gasp, stroking his fat cock. She pulls him on top of her, hand wedged between them, trying to take him inside her as though she hadn’t already come just moments ago.
“Condom, baby,” he says, already in the process of sliding one on. The sight is mesmerizing as he presses into her, one long, slick stroke, and not for the first time, I wonder what that cock would feel like sliding into me, watching his hips flex as he thrusts and his excellent ass as he works into her. He must feel really good inside her, given her cries.
I’m no stranger to anal sex… with women. I run my hands over his hips and his cheeks. Nic slows to a stop, taking a shuddering breath.
“No?” I ask. I’ve never touched him like this. He might not want this. My stomach bottoms out, and I drop my hands.
He looks over his shoulder, his body still as Natalie writhes beneath him, trying to get friction where she wants it. I know the feeling.
“Come here,” he says. I move forward, covering his back, keeping my weight off them, afraid to touch. I haven’t felt this unsure in a bed since I was a teenager.
Nic takes my hand, sets it firmly on his hip, then, holding my wrist, guides my fingers back to brush lightly along his center. He shudders, moaning in his throat, then looks me square in the eye.
