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“Don’t worry about him. He’s good. You and me, however,” Cale’s eyes met hers in the rearview mirror, “need some relief, don’t we, Blondie?”
“Yes,” she whispered, waiting for further direction.
“Open up, let me see you.”
She knew he couldn’t see much, just as she couldn’t. Passing streetlights only offered so much illumination. Didn’t matter, it was all just part of the seduction. She spread her thighs, jerking up when she felt the skim of Tony’s fingers on her calf.
He still faced forward but he’d reached around the seat to caress her, to be part of this in some small way. She reached down to squeeze his fingers before she returned her hand to her mound.
“Want to touch, don’t you?”
“Yes.” It seemed the only word she could verbalize.
“Go ahead. But tell me how it feels.”
“In detail,” Tony added with a low chuckle.
She slipped two fingers inside, already needing more stimulation than one. Her clit budded eagerly though her own touch seemed a paltry substitute for her guys’ cocks or wicked fingers.
“She’s not talking,” Cale said to Tony, adding a tsk tsk.
“Marsh, baby, tell us.”
Tony’s sexy command prompted her to speak. “Still wet. More wet,” she corrected, slickening her digits in her arousal. “My clit’s so hard,” she whispered, circling the pearl of nerves. “It feels like a juicy cherry. Except smaller and—”
“And what?” Cale asked when she faltered.
She tipped up
her mouth in a half-grin. “And you don’t need to bite it to taste my juice.”
Their simultaneous groans made her both laugh and moan. Again she slid her fingers inside, plunging them in and out while she fought to catch her breath.
How could she already be so close to orgasm? Cale’s gaze tracked her movements in the mirror, heightening her excitement. Even without being able to read the desire in his eyes, she could feel it radiating from the front seat. Tony’s too, especially when those wandering fingers of his moved down to cup her heel. She had the world’s most sensitive feet and he’d already pried her shoe off so he could swirl his thumb under her arch. Just that tiny bit of stimulation combined with Cale’s heated gaze and her own movements drove her to the brink of climax.
Then she was there, shooting over the edge. Throughout her shudders, she didn’t break eye contact with Cale. Dimly she felt the tips of Tony’s fingers sweep up the outside of her ankle and she pressed a little harder to extend the vibrations traveling from her center through her body.
“Beautiful,” Cale murmured, tightening his hand around his cock.
She flushed under the compliment. “But you didn’t come.”
“Nah, don’t want to mess up the Parkermobile.” Cale shot her a disarming grin and pulled on the panties still wrapped around his length. “I kinda like this new cock ring,” he added, his breath shortening from the additional friction.
“What he likes is getting up close and personal with women’s panties,” Tony said drily.
“Just your woman’s,” he tossed back.
The silence that descended after Tony’s awkward laugh wasn’t like the many other comfortable silences they’d shared. This one was fraught with things unspoken.
Marcia inched forward to rub her lover’s shoulder, relieved when he took hold of her hand.
If tonight was just supposed to be a good time for all, how come it didn’t feel like so much fun right now?
Chapter Five
Tony followed Marcia and Cale into the house, trying to understand what the hell his problem was. And how to get rid of it. Fast.
When they’d left the club, he’d been fine with everything. Watching Marsh suck Cale off hadn’t made him jealous at all. Actually just the opposite had happened. He’d gotten off on watching them together, on witnessing the pleasure they shared. He cared for and trusted them both without reservation. So why had Cale’s comment in the car rubbed every nerve raw?
