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She narrowed her eyes warningly. “Do not suggest that I fuck him again.”
She had the distinct impression from the look he was giving her that it was all he could do not to roll his eyes in exasperation.
“I wasn’t going to suggest anything of the kind. When he can’t handle the pressure anymore, he’ll take care of it.” He shrugged.
“Which means?” she asked as she fought not to grit her teeth.
His lips kicked up into a smile. “Which means, Heather, I hope you’ve been practicing with that plug I know he’s left you by now, because you can bet you’ll be wishing you had.”
Shock washed through her body. “What is with you men and anal sex?” she bit out furiously. “Maybe I believe that’s an exit only. It’s not exactly natural. And why the hell am I even discussing this with you?” she hissed, wondering if she were finally losing her senses as well. “You guys are driving me crazy.” She wasn’t about to admit that she had indeed, and even now, was using the little device.
He chuckled. The sound was rich and warm, and laced with arousal. He watched her with those hot eyes of his, his face drawn into lines of sensuality, and it nearly sent her running. Did he know, she wondered, could he tell somehow, that she was using the plug his brother had left for her?
“You’ll get used to us in time,” he assured her, and she wondered if he had any idea how close she was to just shooting them all.
“Why are you even in here?” she asked with exaggerated patience. “Shouldn’t you be in there doing the family thing or something?”
The heat of arousal seemed to flare brighter in his eyes. “Marly wanted to relax tonight. She headed on to bed.”
Which didn’t answer her question. “And Sarah?” she asked, wondering if even now the other woman was enjoying Sam’s heated touch.
“Sarah too,” he grinned. “She and Brock just went up.”
“Where’s Sam?” She couldn’t stop the question from rolling past her lips.
He leaned closer as he set his cup in the sink behind her, but he didn’t draw back when he was finished. He was close, so close she could smell the clean male scent of his body, so like Sam’s. She could close her eyes, and almost convince herself…
“Sam’s in the family room, watching TV,” he whispered, his lips too close to hers, his heavy body too warm, too tempting.
“Stop.” She drew in a ragged breath as she moved back from him. “You’re trying to seduce me.”
His eyes widened as he straightened. “Actually, I was just flirting a little.” His lips kicked into a slight grin. “I must be getting old, or out of practice.”
“You’re plenty practiced,” she bit out as she edged away from him.
“You act frightened.” He frowned then. “Do you think I’d hurt you, Heather? Or take anything from you that you don’t want to give?”
She shook her head, fighting the impossible, traitorous desires that coiled in her womb. Her cunt gushed with need, spasming with arousal as he watched her broodingly.
“No.” Her breathing was rough, and she knew he could see the desires pulling at her.
“I won’t even try to touch you without your permission, Heather,” he promised her, and he meant it. She could see it in his eyes. “It doesn’t work that way, you know that.”
“Did Sam send you?” She wanted to sound angry, but she knew she only sounded needy. Damn them. All of them. What they were doing to her body, to her heart, should be outlawed. She could see the need in his eyes, his arousal, his emotional response, and it was tearing her apart. He wasn’t Sam. She loved Sam. Not his brothers.
But her breasts were swelling, her nipples peaking, and between her thighs, her clit was throbbing from the excess arousal pouring through her body.
“Did Marly and Sarah bring you the toys today?” he finally asked her curiously, throwing her body further into its rioting confusion.
Heather’s face flushed. She knew her whole body must be a perfect shade of red by now.
“That’s none of your business,” she strangled. “Geez, Cade. Isn’t there any privacy in this damned house?”
She crossed her arms over her breasts, praying to hide the desperate hardness of her nipples.
“If you need help figuring out how to use them, I could help you out,” he offered.
Heather choked on her strangled curse as he moved close again. She wondered if he could see the steam that should be pouring from her pussy.
