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"Oh my God," I cry out, then bite down on my lip, afraid I’m being too loud.

"No way," he says. "Let me hear you, pretty girl. No holding back."

My teeth fall away from my lip and I stare into his eyes as my body clings to his.

"I love you," I murmur. "Is that what you want to hear?"

"Tell me how much you love me, wife."

"I love you infinitely. With everything inside me."

Nathan thrusts harder, and I’m pistoning on him, pleasure spiraling tight again deep inside me.

"You love me inside you."

I nod, frantic now, desperate to come. Nathan raises his hand and teases at my nipple. With a hiss, I shatter again.

This time, he comes with me, until we’re both panting and staring into each other’s eyes, our bond unbreakable.

Until Crew raps on the window. "Incoming," he says. "Andrew at twelve o’clock."

"Jesus," Nathan mutters.

I laugh softly, slumping against him. "I can’t move."

Nathan sets me aside as Michael passes back my leggings.

"That was hot as hell," he tells me. "And thanks to you I am now hard as a fucking rock." His gaze pins me. "The second we’re through the front door, I want you bent over the couch. Understand?"

I nod.

"I can’t hear you," Michael says.

I shiver. Michael is my sweet lover, but when he gets demanding it does delicious things to me. "I understand."

"Why the hell did you wear leggings?" Nathan demands as he attempts to slide them up my legs while I’m making fuck-me eyes at Michael.

I laugh and start tugging. He’s bent over and tugging and swearing.

"This is your fault," I remind him.

"Nothing is ever my fault. It’s always your fault for being so damn adorable," he grumbles from somewhere around my ankles.

We can hear Crew making small talk with Andrew and lying to him that Nathan is on a business call. Michael is just shaking his head and fighting a smile.

Nathan finally emerges from between my legs. "I give up."

I lift my butt and yank the leggings up the rest of the way. "Funny how you never give up when it comes to taking my clothes off."

Somehow, he looks miraculously intact. His pants are slightly wrinkled, but otherwise you’d never know.

"I’m not complicated, pretty girl. I have simple needs, and all of them include you."

I melt a little at that.

He raps the window with his knuckles and Crew and Andrew join us in the car.

Crew gives me a knowing grin, his gaze raking over me. "The second we’re through the front door–"

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