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He must be thinking it, too, because after a moment, we each nod at the same time.
It’s Dean who speaks next. “Good.” Then, in a deeper tone, he adds, “Briar, come here.”
I turn toward him in surprise, and the expression he’s giving me now is the same as the one in the elevator yesterday.
I feel like I’m floating for a moment, too dizzy and disoriented to think. All I hear is the smooth, deep command, and rather than deliberate, I just do as I’m told. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I tell myself that this is okay. Caleb told him to.
Ignoring the fact that my husband is standing right there, I move toward Dean. When I reach his side of the island, he runs his fingers across my neck. Brushing my hair out of the way, he brings his lips to my ear. “Good girl.”
Shivers rack through my body at those words. I swear my legs tremble as I lean into him.
“She listens so well, and shewantsto please, don’t you?” Dean says.
It feels impossible to swallow, but I manage it as he gazes into my eyes, waiting for my response. This is really happening.Howis this happening?
“Yes,” I murmur.
“This is what your wife likes, Caleb. She likes to be good. But she likes to be corrupted too, don’t you?” Dean gazes into my eyes as he says those words, uttering them like they’re strings of silk gliding down my spine.
Silently, I nod.
These are the things I want Caleb to know that I’ve never had the courage to say. I want him to take control. Stop treating me like his perfect little wife and start treating me like the woman I am. A woman he wants.
Dean is holding my face, and I feel like I’m caught in the same storm I was caught in yesterday. Desire so potent I could drown in it. This need is so all-consuming I’m drunk on it.
When he leans in and presses his lips to mine, I nearly lose the strength to stand. Clutching onto his arms, I let him lick his way into my mouth, fully aware of my husband standing just on the other side of the island.
Caleb’s jealousy is what we need and that’s what this is all for—and yet, it feels so wrong.
Dean’s kiss is heady and intoxicating, as his soft lips make me forget my own name.
As the kiss comes to an end, I can’t bear to open my eyes. I’m still clinging to him as he says to Caleb, “If you want her, come and get her.”
My eyes pop open as I turn my head to find Caleb standing right next to Dean. I have no idea when he came so close, but he’s now within reach.
“Briar, come here,” he says in the same low command that Dean used, but his voice is laced with possessiveness and desperation.
Fiercely, he grabs the back of my neck and hauls my mouth to his, kissing me with heated passion and need.
And when Dean’s mouth finds the side of my neck, I realize I must still be sleeping. This is nothing more than a dream, and I’d be a lucky woman if I never woke up.
“She wants to please you,” Dean mumbles, just under my ear. “Tell her how to please you.”
Yes. Tell me, and I’ll do it. Anything.
Arousal blooms between my legs as Caleb pulls away from our kiss and grunts against my mouth. “Get on your knees for me, Briar.”
My panties are practically soaked as I drop to the floor. I still can’t believe this is happening, but it feels like the three of us are getting carried away down a river none of us want to swim against. We all want this. Maybe we all have wanted this for longer than we’re ready to admit.
It’s not even ten in the morning in my kitchen when I pull down my husband’s zipper and see his hard cock behind his boxer briefs while another man stands next to him and strokes my hair.
“There you go, Briar,” Dean mumbles, urging me on with the softness in his praise and commands. “She needs to hear how good she’s doing,” he tells Caleb.
“Attagirl,” Caleb replies. “You look so good on your knees for me.”
The effect his words have on me is unnerving. As if I really would do anything at all.
As Caleb’s cock springs free of his pants, I stroke it softly in my hand, gazing up at him as I wait for his next instruction. I’ve never seen him remotely like this before, but it fits him.
