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Tony hadn’t considered it before, but now that he had, now that they’d dipped their toe into this ocean, he wanted to dive in completely.
“I…want…that,” Jess said, her words coming out in hard breaths. “Now.”
Tony slammed a third finger into her, and Jess’s back arched as she cried out, coming hard.
“God!” she yelled.
Her ass clenched down so tightly around his fingers, it hurt. The same must have been true for her pussy, because Rhys quickened his pace for a few thrusts more, then stilled, coming as well, his fingers gripping Jess’s hips to hold her in place.
“Jesus,” Rhys muttered, his eyes closed with a pleasure that looked like pain. Tony knew that feeling well. It was fucking amazing.
Tony withdrew his fingers slowly, Jess whimpering, even as she clenched against them, as if she wanted to hold them inside.
“Tony,” she breathed. “Rhys.” Her eyes were closed, and Tony suspected she could fall asleep right where she lay if they’d let her. They’d taken her hard, both of them greedy bastards when it came to Jess Monroe. And even as fucking hot as this had been, Tony knew they’d only just scratched the surface of their desires.
“You okay, angel?” he asked.
“Better than okay. Can we do that every day after work?”
Tony chuckled as Rhys pulled out of Jess, disposing of the condom.
“I’m game if Tony is,” he said, breathing heavily himself.
“Fuck yeah. Come on, Jess.” Tony quickly washed his hands, then helped Jess up from the table, dressing her as Rhys put the room back to rights, cleaning up all traces of their less-than-professional use of his exam table.
Jess stepped into Tony’s arms once her clothes were back on, hugging him, burying her nose in his shirt. She was a good deal shorter than him, something that he failed to remember at times. In his mind, she was larger than life, a force of nature. It felt as if someone like that should be a hell of a lot taller. As it was, the top of her head came to his shoulders, so it was simple for him to add to his embrace, to drop a kiss against her soft hair.
“Aunt Berta and Jasper will be wondering where we are,” Tony murmured, sorry he’d said anything at all when Jess instantly pulled away.
“Oh my God, you’re right. I’m late. That’s not fair. Poor Berta has been—”
“Jess,” Tony said quickly. “She won’t mind.”
“Even so…” Jess didn’t bother to finish that statement. Instead, she grabbed her coat and headed for the stairs.
Tony raised his hand when Rhys started to speak. “I know. I know. I shouldn’t have said a damn thing. I know all about her issues with accepting help and constantly feeling like she’s imposing on us. I wish to hell I could figure out a way to make her realize this is her home and she’s not an unwanted guest.”
“I wish the same thing,” Rhys admitted. “But I’m pretty sure nothing but time is going to solve that problem.”
He and Rhys left the room, climbing the two flights of stairs to the apartment together. Aunt Berta was happily humming in the kitchen, the smell of pot roast filling the air. Tony and Rhys walked toward the living room, where they could hear Jess and Jasper’s voices.
Jess was looking into Jasper’s mouth.
“Lose another tooth?” Tony asked.
Jess shook her head. “No. He said his throat hurts.” She put a hand on his forehead. “He does feel a little warm.”
“His throat hurts?” Aunt Berta walked into the living room behind them. She claimed the other side of the couch next to Jasper. “Why didn’t you tell me, sweetheart?”
“I didn’t want to bother you.” Jasper swallowed, and it was apparent he was suffering.
“That wouldn’t bother me,” Aunt Berta cooed. “I have to admit he hasn’t been acting like himself since school let out. Very quiet. He just wanted to watch TV. Not interested in doing much else. And he left half his snack. I should have realized.”
Jess placed her hand on Aunt Berta’s arm and gave it a gentle squeeze before looking at Jasper. “The next time you don’t feel good, and I’m not here, you need to tell Aunt Berta, or Tony or Rhys, okay?”
“Your mommy’s right,” Rhys said, reaching down to pick up Jasper. “Come on. Let’s head to the bathroom, so I can get a better look at that throat and take your temperature.”
Jasper wrapped his arms around Rhys’s neck, laying his head on his shoulder. “Okay. If I’m sick, can I eat in bed?”
