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It’s been there for months, years, from the start, a little voice answered. That enigma of Heath.The one person her lover thought so highly of.
A threesome . . .
Grey had been mentioning it during sex. He was gauging her, she knew, seeing how much she wanted it. And embarrassingly, she got so wet!
A part of her wondered why he insisted on it. Kept teasing her with the ménage. Did he want one just to please her? To prove to her and himself he was truly the only one for her? So she would not be curious anymore? Or did he believe she would stray like his mother, having all those lovers under his father’s perfect, arrogant nose?
While deep down she craved to keep things between them just as they were, she couldn’t deny the excitement the prospect of a threesome gave her. Sex with Grey and Heath Solis. Awesome sex with Grey and Heath Solis.
But if they did this, would it be the best sex of their lives or something to regret forever?
Shaking her turmoil aside, she typed . . .
designgirl78: Dinner’s fine.
RICHARDSGREY: I’m moving things around the office. If we leave for Cabo this weekend, can you move your Friday appointments to next week?
designgirl78: When have I said no to Cabo OR you? I’ll arrange it.
RICHARDSGREY: I might be late tonight, T.
designgirl78: Aw. *sad, weepy face* I’ll try not to mope around. Maybe I’ll go see Mom and Dad, unless I get caught up here with a proposal. Then maybe not. I’d hate it if they started on me. If I hear the word marriage one more time, I’ll sock them.
RICHARDSGREY: What is wrong with the word? Other than your mother using it in every sentence?
Toni blinked, dumbstruck. Marriage was an institution that created false expectations between two people and . . . she sighed, and shook her head dejectedly. There was nothing wrong with marriage.
Except being in love with someone who did not believe in it.
RICHARDSGREY: Do you need anything? I’ve got a line beeping.
designgirl78: Go get it! I’ll see you later.
RICHARDSGREY: Dinner tomorrow at 8?
designgirl78: 8 is fine.
RICHARDSGREY: Be a good girl
designgirl78: But you like it when I’m bad!
RICHARDSGREY: Yes
Afterward, she chatted a bit more with Louisa and then rose to sift through her designs at her corner workstation. But as she settled down in her old comfy chair and shuffled through her material, there were no thoughts in her mind but of sex between three . . .
An image of that handsome bastard Heath Solis sprang to her mind. Those glimmering black eyes. The hands . . . god! His smell. And the cruel, decadent way he smiled . . .
Her pussy gave a furious clench at the memory, her nipples beading eagerly under her sweater. A slight tingle in the pit of her urged her to touch herself. Delve into her jeans with her fingers and fondle where it hurt and imagine it was Grey. And right there on the chair in the corner, or maybe by the front door, Heath watched them. And Grey would be so hard and hot and moving inside her, and she’d be riding him with all her might....
She halted her hands before she could fondle her breasts, shaking her head in disgust. Work. She had work to do.
Viscevis, I’m going to get you.
“Here we go, just as you requested!”
Seated behind his desk at the far end of the wood-paneled office on the nineteenth floor of the RS building—where he regularly spent ten hours a day, with the exception of Sundays—Grey took the files Louisa handed him and gave them a quick scan as she sank into the seat across from his.
“These are the Carson City files, Louisa. I asked specifically for the Columbus, Ohio, ones. The Four Stars shopping mall.”
