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Johnny pulled out and slid himself up between her cheeks.
“Johnny—”
“Please, babe. Just for a minute. I need this.”
“No,” she said. She had no interest in anal, especially when Johnny was like this.
He breathed out some complaint she didn’t catch and was inside her again as if he’d never left.
Beau had been planted in her mind, though—his flirtatious, lopsided smile.
His sexy red tie, sexy five o’clock shadow, sexy, sexy, sexy—and she was so sure he had a nice, big cock to back up that suggestive grin.
Oh, God. Yes.
Maybe he’d even wear his suit while fucking her from behind, too eager to bother undressing.
Yes! Just like that.
He’d pull her hair and tell her how badly he’d wanted her from the moment he’d laid eyes on her.
Lola toppled into a viscous climax as Beau’s image seared into her memory. Almost as quickly, guilt flooded in. Johnny didn’t last much longer.
After he’d come, he smoothed a hand over her backside and up her back. He squeezed her shoulder. “You good?”
“Yes,” she said. She was breathless, not from her orgasm, but because she’d never thought about another man while she was with Johnny. Ever.
When he pulled out, she practically ran to bathroom. She locked the door behind her, turned and confronted herself in the mirror. It was a serious crime, yes. But it wasn’t even her fault. Johnny had brought Beau into bed with them. There were worse things. She was only human. In the desperate moments before an orgasm, there were no rules. It was what she’d needed to cross the finish line—the thought of Beau inside her. Her sensitive clit was already throbbing again.
She forced herself to calm down so she could return to the bedroom. Johnny sat with his back against the headboard and his long legs extended in front of him. He knew. The look on his face said everything. He had to know she’d been thinking of Beau in their most intimate moment.
“So if he was flirtatious with you before I met him, that means he had his eye on you from the beginning,” Johnny said. “Right?”
Lola hid her relief that he didn’t suspect she’d been fantasizing. She took a tentative step toward the bed. This was a conversation best had once they’d slept on things, but Johnny didn’t look like he wanted to wait. “I guess,” Lola said. “Unless he was just there looking for anyone.”
“What about your dart game? Did he say anything then?”
She rolled her lips together and shook her head.
“Because he made a weird comment during pool that I ignored, but now it makes more sense.”
“What comment?” Lola asked, edging closer and sitting at his feet.
“He asked if I kept Amanda around to make myself feel good. Right in front of her.”
Lola caught her laugh before it escaped. It reminded her of something Veronica would say if Lola’d ever let her. It became less funny, though, when she wondered what would make an outsider like Beau even ask that. “Amanda does flirt with you,” Lola said.
Johnny shrugged. “It’s Amanda. She’s just like that. You’ve said it doesn’t bother you enough to get rid of her.”
“It doesn’t, because I know you. I know us. Give me the same credit, and don’t hold me to a double standard about the flirting.”
He waved a dismissive hand. “Amanda’s harmless. I wouldn’t even notice if she stopped showing up for work, except that we’d be one person short.”
“So Beau made a couple harmless comments too. I can handle myself. You were nearby if I needed you.”
“You’re comparing him to Amanda?”
Lola sighed. “Just to show that it was no big deal until it was. So what’d you say when Beau asked you that?”
“I said no, I keep her around because she’s a good waitress. Then he looked at you and said I already had the best waitress around, so why the fuck would I need anyone else? He actually said fuck, like he was pissed or something. Amanda sulked, then it was my turn to shoot and that was the end of it.”
“I don’t get it,” Lola said, shaking her head. “Nobody in their right mind would pay that much for one night of anything, even sex. Do you think he was being serious?”
Johnny sat forward on the bed. “He wanted to get laid. He’s got money to burn. Must’ve figured we were hard up for cash and low on decency.”
No matter how Lola looked at it, it didn’t add up. A man like that wouldn’t have any problem getting women. Even if he did, there were not-so-secret secret call girl services for men with his kind of money. She’d known a girl or two who’d been through that. “Maybe he has a very specific taste,” Lola murmured.
“For what?”
“I don’t know. Maybe I’m his type.”
Johnny had calmed down. She could sense it with him, but it never took him long to return to his easygoing self. He held out his hand and beckoned her. She moved to sit on her knees next to him.
“You know I think you’re the most beautiful girl in five states. I see the way guys look at you when you’re waiting tables. Great figure, nice tits.”
“Nice?”
“Incredible, babe.”
“What’re you getting at?” she asked.
