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“Holy fuck,” Heath said as he sat back on the couch.
Cody made a rumbling sound that Spencer took as agreement. Her breathing quieted as he stroked her thighs and her abdomen, giving her a chance to recover. He felt like a glutton as he licked her cream from his fingertips. His cock throbbed with need and he wasn’t sure he’d be able to resist if she straddled his lap right then, like she had the night before.
They’d agreed before he’d gone to get her that afternoon that sex with all three of them once on the first day was enough. As it was, they hadn’t intended to go there with her so soon. He’d agreed because he really didn’t want her to be sore. He couldn’t stand the thought of hurting her.
He stroked her shoulder and the underside of her jaw and helped her sit up. In a husky, slightly hoarse voice, she said, “What time is it?”
Spencer glanced to the clock on the wall in the kitchen and said, “Nine.”
She made a sad mewing sound. “I was afraid of that. I need to go home.”
“We know, baby,” Cody said as he came to stand beside her.
“I knew you wouldn’t take me to bed, but I at least wanted to help you feel good as well.” She suddenly seemed a little unsure as she looked from one to the other of them. “How will I ever get good at taking care of you if you won’t let me?”
Cody and Heath squatted down so they weren’t towering over her anymore. Cody caressed her abdomen and said, “Maizy, honey, you did make us feel good. For now, we want to take it slow and take care of you. And not every date has to end in orgasm.”
Spencer thought her pouty lip was the cutest damn thing when she frowned. “I think I should get a vote in that, too. You won’t break me, you know. I’m pretty resilient.”
Cody winked at her and stood as he said, “Still, we’re not rushing this. I’ll get your clothes.”
Heath helped her up from the love seat and said, “I know how you feel but we want to do things a certain way for a reason. We want you to know you’re special.”
“I do feel special, Heath. Next time I come over I’m jumping your bones and no one is stopping me.” She turned to Spencer as he stood, and she said, “You, too, Mr. Magic Fingers. I never knew my feet were so sensitive or that there was a hot line between my toes and my pussy but damned if there isn’t.” Cody was smiling as he came from the dining room with her tote bag and her change of clothing. “Same goes for you, Mr. Bossy. If I didn’t have to teach school in the morning, I’d stay and have my wicked way with all three of you.”
Spencer grinned at her agitation on their behalf and kissed her. “I’ll get the keys and take you home.”
Maizy craned her neck to look up at the three of them as she pulled on her clean underwear and shimmied very sexily into her bra. “I can’t believe that two hours have gone by so fast.”
Cody chuckled and said something in reply that Spencer couldn’t make out as he went down the hall.
He stopped in his bedroom and stripped the pajama pants off and slung on jeans. It didn’t seem like a good idea to walk her to her front door with an obvious boner seeking her out like a divining rod. The jeans were incredibly uncomfortable and only made worse because he was going commando. Suck it up, buttercup.
When Spencer came back into the room with Heath’s keys, she was in Cody’s arms kissing him, with her arms around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist. Spencer couldn’t resist stroking her warm back. Cody pecked her nose one more time and set her down so she could say good night to Heath.
Heath chuckled as he lifted her, too, and she giggled and whispered to him. He looked at her with reverence and nodded, the teasing gone from his eyes. When he kissed her, he went deep, growling as he stroked her long curly hair before sliding his arms around her bare back and groaning as he squeezed her.
She was wobbly and flushed when Heath finally set her on her feet and hurried to put on the rest of her clothing and slipped her socks and sneakers back on.
“I’m ready, Spencer.” She looked up at him with flushed cheeks and her ebony curls falling wild all around her. He wondered for a second if he was hallucinating. Had they really found her? Was he just asleep and having a torturous, wishful dream? She went to him, a serious look on her face, and stroked his chest. “You okay?”
