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“At least he’s practicing safe sex,” Bobby tossed in. “Sex is cleaner with a covered wiener.”

“Did she just…” Silver didn’t finish. She couldn’t because her hands were covering her face and she was shaking. “She said…” Again, she stopped and gulped.

“I’m stealing that,” Kennedy declared and burst out laughing.

I sat back and listened to five really awesome women laugh. Four women I hoped I’d become close with. Four women who had accepted Bobby and me into the fold without reservation. I soaked it all in. Every last drop. And thank God I did, because in the days that followed, I needed it.

29

Chasin lowered his head and breathed in Genevieve’s flowery shampoo, his semi-hard cock still inside of her. He was taking his time, bringing them both down, giving them slow after Genevieve had demanded rough.

“Mmm,” Evie purred and Chasin smiled against her hair. “I can’t feel my legs.”

That made him smile bigger.

“How is it possible it keeps getting better and better?”

Funny, Chasin had been thinking the same thing. Actually, he thought that every time he sank his cock in her.

Better every time.

“You good?” he asked, even though he knew she was.

“Yeah. You?”

“I gave you two sweet orgasms before I came harder than I ever have in my life. I’m not good, baby, I’m terrific. But I’m talking about how rough I was with you.”

Chasin’s hand moved to caress the side of her breast, avoiding the nipple he’d pinched and twisted.

“You always know how much I can take so you don’t need to ask me anymore. You made me promise if it got to be too much I’d tell you, and I will.”

He kissed the top of Genevieve’s head and unfortunately his cock slipped out of her. With a roll to the side, he tucked her close and let her settle on his chest before he asked, “What’s on today’s agenda?”

“Bobby and I are going over the offers my real estate agent sent over. I still can’t believe the house sold so quickly. We’re also going to talk through what I’m going to do about Leslie. I can’t leave her hanging, she knows something’s up and I have a contract to consider. So lawyers and accountants will have to be called. All of it’s mind-numbingly boring and stuff I don’t want to deal with.”

Chasin hadn’t realized how tightly-strung his body had become until Genevieve lifted her head.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, baby. Good news about the house.”

He willed his muscles to relax, but no matter how hard he tried, they wouldn’t unwind.

“Don’t do that.” She sat up, taking the sheet with her.

“Nothing’s wrong,” he lied.

“You’re lying,” she called him out and closed her eyes. “Why are you hiding?”

Fucking hell.

That was an excellent question.

“You’ve been pulling away since before the barbeque.”

Now, wait a fucking minute.

“I’m not pullin’ away,” he argued.