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Sighing heavily, Cole’s shoulders slump before he turns back to us. “You know what? I think the heat is starting to get to me. We’ll continue this set another day, Soph?”

I nod my agreement, even though I’m not sure if he’ll be allowed to step foot on the property again. “Sure thing. Thanks, Col-” I barely catch myself before I say his entire name. “Thanks for coming over,” I say instead.

He smiles, and with a wave of his racquet, he walks out the gate and toward his own waiting SUV and guards, no doubt sent by my father. At least they all stayed far enough away, leaning against the vehicle so I wouldn’t have to wonder if they were spying on me for my dad or not.

Facing my husband, I tell him through clenched teeth, “You didn’t have to come home and run him off. I have Lena and Toni here watching over us every second.”

“Maybe I just wanted to see your beautiful face in person, rather than on a grainy feed.”

I knew it! He was watching us, and likely saw the whole exchange where Cole blatantly stared at my ass.

Holding my arm and racquet out, I tell him, “Well, now you’ve seen me and ran off my only friend. Mission complete.”

“Hmm. You’re more smug than usual today, princess.” I can’t be certain, but I would almost bet his eyes are narrowed behind his aviator glasses like he’s studying my face.

I hate that I can’t see his shielded eyes but that he can see mine since I prefer wearing a visor. It doesn’t feel fair that I always have to look up at him either. It’s like I’m always at a disadvantage when it comes to Lochlan. Still, I answer his question with the truth.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I’m not smug. He’s the one who is always smirking at me.

“Oh, I think you do know. I think you enjoy making me jealous. Taunting me. Tempting me. Teasing me.”

“Maybe I do.” I don’t bother to deny that I get immense joy from doing all those things. The only time it feels like I have the upper hand is when I’m manipulating Lochlan or rejecting him.

When he doesn’t respond, just keeps staring at me behind the wall of reflective lenses, I turn away to go grab my water jug, making sure I bend over to give him a nice long look at my ass. “I’m done for the day too. Time for a shower.”

Once I straighten and head for the gate, I see that Lochlan has finally removed his sunglasses, as if he wanted an unobstructed view of my backside. Or the damage he did to it.

“Yes, you are a very dirty girl,” my husband remarks as he follows me off the court. “You know I won’t be able to resist seeing you stand naked under the spray, watching the suds running down your tits to your stomach and down between your marked ass cheeks.”

Of course I knew he would be watching me shower. It’s the only chance he gets to see me nearly naked. I just hope the shower stall steams up enough to hide most of my body from his view. I bet the fog infuriates him. Knowing how frustrated he will be makes me even hotter than the hours spent playing tennis under the Vegas sun.

As if hearing my thoughts on the short walk back to the main house, Lochlan says from behind me, “How would you like to try one of my toys to alleviate that ache between your legs?”

Asshole.

I hate how he seems to always know when I’m turned on. But then again, it seems like just being around my husband makes me wet.

Knowing the cocky bastard is probably certain I’ll refuse his offer out of self-consciousness, I glance over my shoulder to tell him, “Sure.”

He grins like I’ve just made his day. “I’ll have Lena bring a device to your room. Unless you need me to demonstrate how to use it?”

“Thanks, but I’m sure I can figure it out on my own,” I reply sweetly.

22

Sophie

Twenty minutes later, I’ve finished my shower and dried my hair. I head to the bedroom with my towel still wrapped around my chest, and find a box with a bow tied on it waiting at the foot of the bed as promised.

Removing the lid, I stare down at the object…and don’t have a fucking clue what I’m supposed to do with it.

There’s a long, thick device that’s shaped like a broken branch of a tree next to a tube of something that claims it’s a type of jelly.

I’m too proud to ask Lena or Toni who are likely on their lunch break. No, if I ask them then Lochlan will find out, and I don’t want to remind the prick that I’m clueless about anything to do with sex while he’s beyond expert level.

Unhooking the towel, I let it fall to the floor, figuring it’ll distract Lochlan while I consider the toy a little longer. The longer, thicker side obviously goes inside of me, and I assume that once it’s all the way in, that will put the smaller, split antennas right against my clit.

The jelly though…I pick it up and see the description on the back that says it “compliments your body’s natural lubrication.” I figure that means it will help the device slide inside of me easier.

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