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Rhys had always been more of a doer in the bedroom. Less talk, more action. But he had to admit he liked the pictures Tony drew with his words.
“What about the two of you?” Jess asked, even as she pulled her shirt over her head.
Rhys took a moment to look at her, the bright light in the room allowing him to see her more fully than he had in his dark room the other night, the only light there provided by a lamp on the nightstand.
“I’m not sure what sort of doctors you’ve been going to,” Tony said as he walked over to stand next to her. “But the ones I see keep their clothes on.”
“So you’re Dr. Moretti now?” she asked with a grin. “What ifIwant to be the doctor while you two are the patients?”
Tony reached out and cupped one of her breasts, squeezing it. “We’ll keep that scenario in the bank…for next time.”
“Next time?” Jess asked.
“Did you think Sunday was a one-night thing?” Tony drew the straps of her bra over her shoulders, tugging until the lace fell away, revealing her nipples.
“I wasn’t sure what to think,” Jess replied honestly.
“It wasn’t a one-night stand, that’s for damn sure,” Tony said with total assurance, and perhaps the slightest bit of annoyance that Jess might believe that was all it had been to them. “This is more than that. A lot more.”
Neither of them had discussed any solid future plans with Jess, Tony only saying he didn’t want to stop, so his words were news to Rhys. Not that he disagreed. He had no intention of Jess falling into the one-night stand column.
Hell, a thousand nights with her wouldn’t be enough.
Tony put a hand under her elbow and helped her stand. “Take off your clothes,” he repeated, his hands going to the button on her jeans, intent on helping her get naked.
“Don’t I get one of those paper sheet thingies?” she asked.
God, the smile on her face, her teasing tone, her all-in attitude was nearly Rhys’s undoing. His cock, which had been semi-erect since Jess arrived in his office, was now rock hard, thick, throbbing.
He let Tony help Jess undress, while he rummaged through one of the drawers in the desk. He retrieved a couple of things and placed them on the counter. As he turned back around, Jess was resuming her seat on the edge of his table, the paper crinkling beneath her.
With a flourish, Rhys whipped open a paper cape and drew it over Jess’s head. She laughed at his joke, while Tony merely shook his head.
“You’re hiding all the best parts,” he pointed out.
“You have no imagination,” Rhys teased, as he helped Jess lie down on her back on the table. “Should we start with the breast exam, Dr. Moretti?” He lifted one side of the sheet, cupping her breast, squeezing it. Her nipple was erect, betraying her obvious enjoyment of their game.
Tony walked to the other side of the table, claiming her other breast. Jess moaned in pleasure as they played with her. She lifted her arms to Rhys, pulling him down for a kiss.
“This is so hot,” she whispered against his lips.
“Have a medical fetish, do you?” he joked.
She shook her head. “I have ayou and Tonyfetish.”
He gave her a quick, hard kiss, marveling over how good she made him feel. Every time she lowered her shields, giving him a peek inside, what he found was refreshing honesty. Jess never pretended to be someone she wasn’t. He’d dated a lot of women who carried a hell of a lot less baggage than Jess, yet none of them possessed the strength—or was it courage?—to reveal their true natures, always pretending to be someone other than who they truly were inside.
Tony moved to the end of the exam table, grasping Jess’s thighs and tugging.
She giggled as she slid down the table. Once her pussy was right at the edge, Tony grabbed Rhys’s rolling stool, plopped down, threw Jess’s legs over his shoulders and lowered his head.
“No stirrups, huh?” Rhys teased.
Tony merely shook his head, too intent on his goal.
Jess jerked with surprise and delight as Tony drew his tongue along her slit.
“Holy shit,” she breathed.
