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Kat evidently had the same thought, since she stared at him as if he’d grown a second head. “Damn, Hunter. You do go zero to sixty in a hurry.”
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He shrugged. “Are you complaining?”
She shook her head vehemently. “No, definitely not.”
Liam bounced onto the bed next to his wife. “No complaining here, either.” He dipped his head to give Kat a quick kiss.
Hunter pushed up, taking in both of them. Liam’s pale skin was interrupted by a few freckles, and his chest hair was light enough to nearly disappear in the lamp light. A narrow trail of darker hair bisected his torso, leading down to the copper thatch framing his stiff cock.
The urge to wrap his hand around Liam’s dick didn’t surprise him anymore. It was still a little uncomfortable, but what the hell. He reached out and did it.
Liam grunted, and Hunter felt the satisfaction of that low in his gut. He squeezed, testing. The silky slide of skin over hardness was manifestly different from anything he’d felt before. It wasn’t like holding his own cock. The angle was different, the feel was different and it was an indirect sort of pleasure. Not bad, kind of exciting.
He pumped his hand up Liam’s shaft, exploring. He watched with fixed attention as Liam jerked in his hand, his breath hissing between his teeth. Kat’s breathing hitched, then sped. Evidently she liked it, too.
Hunter wouldn’t call it beautiful, but the sight of his fingers wrapped around Liam was compelling. And making Liam respond was its own turn-on. He swiped his thumb over the head just to see what Liam would do.
Liam’s hips bucked, a silent request for more. Something clenched low in Hunter’s gut and his mouth went dry. Christ.
“What do you want me to do, Kat?” He was surprised he could speak.
Kat pushed up to her elbows, distracting him. Without removing his hand from Liam, he switched his gaze to Kat’s chest. Such beautiful breasts. He’d do a lot to be able to look at those breasts every day.
“I... Whatever you want to do.”
Hunter shook his head. Now was no time for her to be indecisive. He needed to know what he had to do to pass this test. Then he remembered what she said earlier. One thing would do it. But he wasn’t quite ready for that.
He released Liam and stood up. He was gratified when both of them stared hungrily. If the hours of workouts made them greedy, he was happy with that.
He ran a hand down his abs, enjoying the way both of them tracked his movement with their eyes. When he reached the base of his cock, he gripped it, and Liam licked his lips. Yeah.
Hunter had a sudden realization. While Kat might be driving the emotional train, linking the three of them together, he was the one in charge of sex. Even when Liam had pushed him over the edge last night, it had been Hunter’s desires that had determined what happened. They wanted him to control the action.
His balls tightened and his dick hardened to the point of pain. Christ that just worked for him.
“Liam.”
Liam didn’t move his gaze from where Hunter held himself. “Yeah?”
“Look at me when I’m talking to you,” Hunter ordered. He wanted to see what was going on in Liam’s face.
Slowly, Liam dragged his gaze up Hunter’s body. His eyes were glazed, arousal dropping his lids to half-mast.
“Over here. On your knees.”
Heat flared in Liam’s bright blue eyes and he wasted no time sliding from the bed onto his knees in front of Hunter.
Kat sat up, distracting him again. Arousal and a kind of dazed amazement made her eyes seem huge in her face. Oh, yeah. This worked for her.
Liam knelt in front of Hunter, waiting. Hunter frowned. “Kat, give him a pillow.”
Her movements were jerky, uncoordinated as she complied. The movement twisted her body, spread her out across the bed, and gave him a quick peek at her pussy. His dick throbbed in his hand. He wanted more than that.
Liam tucked the pillow under his knees. The anticipation and desire on his face ratcheted up Hunter’s own arousal. If he wasn’t careful, he wouldn’t last. He shook his head at himself. He’d last. He’d fucking well make himself last.
Hunter let go of himself and cupped Liam’s chin, forcing eye contact. “Suck me. Make it good.”
