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“You little…!” he hissed, looking back at me when I returned, then down, following my gaze. Yeah, Garrett didn’t care one little bit about my fupa. Christ, maybe that’s what had him sporting a huge boner right now. The black Lycra caressed the thick form, almost picking out every vein. I was never as jealous of a piece of fabric than I was now.

“Well done, everyone.” The instructor’s voice cut through the air, dissipating the tension, or was it just holding it at bay? Garrett didn’t watch the next demonstration, as his focus was trained on me. “Alright, now we’ll try?—”

“How long is this damn class?” Garett whispered hoarsely as I moved closer. “Tell me it’s over soon, then…” He drew me closer. “Then tell me you’ll come back to my place and do a little practise with me?”

My mouth contorted, trying to keep the grin from my face.

“I’d love to.”

Chapter38

Garrett

I have no idea how we made it home in one piece. I had our mats rolled up the second we were dismissed, the blocks back in their place and then was hustling Katie out the door before she could even thank the instructor. That was rude, because she had done me a great favour. I felt like I was hovering around Katie, waiting for her to notice me, but Rhett’s idea was genius. It forced us to get more hands on, and that’s what I needed right now.

The front door slammed open, and we spilled inside, cracking up laughing for just a second, before my mouth found hers. Fuck. I knew she’d be soft, sweet, but not this sweet. I wanted to bake cakes that imitated the taste of her and then gorge myself on them. Over and over, my mouth claimed hers, trying to get some satisfaction, but there was only a growing hunger.

“Bedroom?” I rasped.

“To practise our yoga?”

That mocking little voice had my nose pressing into her pulse as I let out a groan.

“I mean, if you want…” My voice was cut off as I felt her hand slide down. Stomach tensed, her fingers wandered until they cupped me right where I needed her. “Fuck, yes…”

It’d been so long since anyone else touched me like this. Her eyes staring into mine, watching my every response as I felt a traitorous throb. My balls wanted to pull tight and unload all over Katie, marking her as mine, but?—

“Looks like you had fun at yoga.”

Rhett’s ragged voice had Katie spinning around and I nearly grabbed her by the wrist, putting her hand right back where it was.

“Rhett…” Katie gasped.

“Hey, gorgeous.” He stepped in closer and stroked her hair. “Did you have fun?”

“Um… yes.” She shot me a look over her shoulder. “Garett got a bit riled up by some of the poses.”

“I’m not sure if you’re a madman or a genius.” I slid in behind Katie, intrigued by the way her pulse started to flutter under my palm. A kiss was pressed to her neck and sure enough, her heart raced faster. “Our girl in tight pants, contorting this body into poses that had me mindful of things that have no place in a yoga studio.”

“Hmm…” Rhett reached out, slowly lifting the hem of the baggy t-shirt Katie was wearing. The well-worn fabric did little to disguise those fantastic tits of hers. “Didn’t think of that at the time. Just puppies. Gotta admit…” He was forced to let out a hacking cough. Rhett had obviously had some sleep, but was still looking worn. “Now I’ve seen what you look like in yoga pants, I reckon this needs to become a regular thing.”

“Are you OK?” she asked, trying to pull free of my grip, but she didn’t need to. Rhett drew closer. “Garrett said you were in a factory fire.”

“Better now.” We worked together, sandwiching Katie between us. My fingers trailed down her arms as he tipped her chin his way. “Nothing that couldn’t be fixed with a kiss.”

I couldn’t have agreed more. As he claimed her mouth, I trailed kisses down her neck, breathing in the pretty floral scent of her. My hands went to her arms, trapping them as I kissed along the line of her shoulder. Forced to let go to push the neck of her t-shirt to one side, it felt like my lips were seared by all that creamy skin.

Then she let out a breathy little moan.

My eyes jerked upwards, my mouth pulling away as I watched the two of them kiss.

I knew that ferocity. Rhett wanted to eat Katie all up, but he’d need to get in line. I hadn’t endured that torture chamber for nothing. First, though…

“Katie…?” She was reluctant to stop, her mouth kissing Rhett’s even after he pulled away. That little flutter of her eyelids, it had both of us smiling as she finally opened her eyes. “You’re in control today, babe.” My dick was about to jump off my body and storm off in protest, but this needed to be said. “We’ll only go as far as you want.”

I shot Rhett a look, but I knew him. He’d never push a girl past her limits, ever. The man nodded slowly, then stared down at Katie.

“Stop whenever you want to stop.” His thumb brushed her lips, and I knew how soft they’d feel. “But it’d be good to get some limits on the table now.”

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