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“But I’ll want to.” Her hands fall on my pecs, her arms pressing her breasts together, and I try to stay focused, but damn… I need her. “I’ll want to go to your games—and Colt’s. And… ” The other half of the proposal dawns on her. “Are you and Colt coming out?”

“Hell no. We can’t, and you know every reason why.”

“I do.” She nods. “So, how do you expect to get away with him living with us?”

I grab her hips. “Is that a yes?”

Half of her lush lips lift. “Answer my question first.”

“He’s remodeling his house. He just bought it and had it gutted with all these plans drawn up that’ll take a year to finish. He can rent somewhere, but everyone knows we go way back, and I live near the team’s facility. It’s convenient. It kinda makes sense.”

“So… ” Her eyes narrow, but her lips grin. “I will be your beard.”

Aw, hell. Here we go again.

I tickle her waist, and she squeals.

“Do men want to fuck their beards?” I laugh. “Do they want them making raw lasagna and pissing like a racehorse while they try to take a shower in peace?”

“I don’t piss like a racehorse.”

“No, baby, you don’t. You tinkle like a little princess.”

She laughs, too, making stars explode in my chest. I feel lighter and hopeful. Like for the first time in my life, I’ve found a way to be me.

Reaching up, I lace my hands through her ebony hair, tugging her lips to mine. “Blair, say yes to us. Please. Years ago, you won my heart. Now, let me give you my devotion.”

She kisses me, her tongue answering mine before she teases, “Are you giving me this, too?”

With a firm grasp, she grabs my dick, and I groan. It’s as desperate for her, too. Pressing it to her opening but hovering, she keeps me waiting. For her. For her answer.

“Yes.” So, I grip her hair tighter. “It’s yours. It’s Colt’s.”

She rings her wetness around my tip, torturing me. “Are you sharing me with Colt?”

She’s fucking killing me. I try thrusting inside her, but she lifts just enough, keeping me right where I need to be for the rest of my life. “This is your sweet pussy,” I coax. “It’s up to you.”

She circles. “Does he want me too?”

“What man doesn’t want this?” I lift my hips again, trying to nudge in, but she moves. “Yes, he wants you, but I get you first.” She holds me on the edge of her and her answer. “Fuck, Blair. Baby, come on. Give it to me.”

“Does it make you jealous? Me with Colt, too?”

“Fuck no,” I growl. “It turns me on. It feels right. I want the three of us fucking forever.”

She’s so wet. She’s making everything harder. “Can you feel what I want, too, Beau?”

Barely, she lowers on my crown, taking me into a hint of her tight heat, and I groan. I could abuse my strength. I could yank her hips down. I could flip her over and bury my aching cock so deep inside her, but her tease is hell promising heaven.

“Goddammit, Blair.” I thrust my hips again, chasing her, needing her. “Let me inside. It’s mine.”

“Is it the only one?” But she’s in control. “Do you need a condom?”

“Fuck no.” I keep a fist in her hair while I grab her hip. I’m losing it. I’m in pain. “Only you. I’ve only been bare with you and haven’t been with anyone since. No woman but you. Because I only want you.” Reason hits me. A shock of jealousy, too. It makes me growl, “Am I the only one for you?”

“Yes.” She swirls on my crown. “There’s never been anyone but you, Beau. From the moment we met.” She wraps me so tight. My heart. My body. “You’re the only man I’ve swallowed. The only man I’ve allowed to come inside me.” Her lips dust mine. “The only man who really knows me. Who sees me. Who has my heart. Always.” She kisses me and kisses me again, promising, “I’ll try with you. You with Colt. Is that how you want me? Like this?”

She takes my tip all the way, hovering, leaving my bare shaft aching for her. It’s perfect torture, and from somewhere deep, I need her so much. It’s not just the swollen slick heat of her tight cunt that awaits me.

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