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It did make sense. Jared needed to have an outlet where he could explore his needs. He’d mentioned one night that it had been some time since he’d been with a woman who enjoyed sex like she did.

“Gabe is a friend, and I’ve already spoken to him. If you’re agreeable, we will go to the club tomorrow. Gabe will be our third.”

Angie closed her eyes. Excitement filled her—along with apprehension. How would it feel to have another person with them? Would they play in the club? Would others be watching?

“I can feel your anxiousness. Gabe will know your safe words and the rules around our ménage.”

She nodded, and her fingers entangled with his. “Tell me what the ménage will entail.” One thing she’d learned in her time with Jared was if she asked him questions, he would answer her.

“Anything you want. You’ll have two men to worship your body, two sets of hands caressing you, two sets of lips to kiss and lick every inch of your body.”

Each word increased her arousal. “Will Gabe want to fuck me?”

“Only if you want.” His lips caressed her temple. “How would you feel having another man in your mouth?”

“That might work.” She could see Jared getting very worked up as she sucked another man, and she didn’t think it would be too bad.

“Would you allow him to take your ass while I fucked you?”

Angie stiffened. She hadn’t thought about that. Two men, two cocks… Oh the possibilities, but still, she was hesitant. “I’m not sure.”

“It’s okay.” His breath brushed her cheek. “We can play things by ear. You have your safe words, and we will stop the instant you call it out.”

“Will you use toys?”

“Oh, yes.” She could feel his smile against her skin. “Toys. Lots of them. We’ll play with your body for hours until you’re screaming for us to make you come.”

What little apprehension Angie had left, she pushed away. If she passed up this opportunity, she’d always wonder what could have been. “Let’s do it.”

Jared turned her face to his, and they kissed deeply. Before she knew it, she was straddling his hard erection. Jared’s fingers worked her T-shirt up and over her head. Her sensitive nipples rubbed against his hair-roughened chest. When had he removed his shirt?

“As much as I like these”—he played with the tear drops— “it’s time for them to go.” He loosened the fastening and pulled the necklace off.

Slipping his fingers inside the waistband of the skirt, Jared began to slide it down, and Angie helped him by lifting herself up. When it reached her ankles, she kicked it away, then found the fastening of his jeans.

“Easy, baby.” He covered her hands with his.

“I want you.”

“You can have me, but let’s not rush it.”

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Jared couldn’t sleep, but he didn’t want to get out of bed. He enjoyed holding Angie, feeling her warm body cuddled up to his. He glanced at the clock and bit back a groan. Three in the morning. While he’d slept for a few hours, he also knew what was keeping him awake.

The threesome with Gabe.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to fulfill Angie’s fantasy. He did, but her hesitation made him wonder if she really wanted this. Or was she trying to please him? There was also the big elephant in the room: he’d been the third with Becca and Tyler. Did Angie even know about that?

She was close with Becca, and it was possible Becca told her about it, but he didn’t know. Angie never said anything or indicated she knew.

She shifted in her sleep, and he tightened his arms around her. He needed to take things one step at a time. In the morning, he’d tell her about Becca and Tyler. It would give her an out if she needed it. He wasn’t willing to risk Angie not enjoying herself. She meant way too much to him, and he wouldn’t see her hurt.

Chapter Ten

Fridayafternoon,Angiepacedaround the back porch. At lunch, Jared had told her he’d like to talk with her and asked her to meet him there. He’d been quiet all morning, even while they worked. Plus, no playing this morning. No matter how many times she tried to initiate something.

Jared would just smile, drop a kiss on her forehead, and step away. She was starting to feel like an old girlfriend. Except her body didn’t feel that way. No, it throbbed with need and desire. She was falling for him. He’d wormed his way into her heart. She’d found a man who could keep her satisfied in the bedroom and out of it.

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