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“No.”
“Maybe that’s why she’s so intriguing. She refuses to give in to your charms.”
“Maybe...” He thought back to playing the concerto, his eyes locked on Emily’s. He’d felt the connection between them. She’d felt it, too. He knew she did. What did he do next? What did he do with these feelings swirling around his mind and body? It was more than wanting to sleep with her. He wanted toknowher. Knoweverythingabout her.
Why?
“You should get back up there.” Abby nodded toward the stage with a bright smile. “Find me after.”
Twenty-Five
Mark poundedinto Abby’s wet, willing body from behind as she ate out her friend, Candace. He closed his eyes, trying to concentrate, but every other moment was haunted by the betrayal he’d seen in Emily’s eyes.
Once again, he pushed the thought aside, willing himself to relish in the feel of Abby’s channel quivering around his cock. He stared at Candace’s face, eyes closed, cheeks flushed, as she grasped her breasts and cried out her orgasm.
They’d been at it for an hour, the women taking turns riding his cock, eating each other out. Abby was impressed with his stamina. Mark wasn’t about to admit he just wasn’t in the mood. Try as he might, he couldn’t get to his climax. Every time he got close, Emily’s brown eyes flashed into his mind.
Maybe he needed some of Jordan’s beer.
This wasn’t good. He was living out an amazing sexual fantasy and he couldn’t enjoy it, though Abby and Candace didn’t seem to notice. Or mind.
His dick was getting sore and he just wanted to be left alone. Both women had come several times. It was just him holding things up.
Why wouldn’t his dick listen?
“Harder, Mark,” Abby moaned, bucking back against him.
He closed his eyes once more, concentrating on the wet hotness surrounding his dick, and, at last, his balls tightened and his world exploded.
Well, not exploded. His world didn’t. But his dick did.
He fell to his side, panting, as Candace moved to eat out Abby once more. Once Abby cried out her orgasm, the women moved to either side of him and curled up next to him. They were sound asleep in minutes.
Abby had teased him during lunch that he was preoccupied, asking him questions about Emily. Questions he didn’t have answers for—at least at the moment. After spending the afternoon with Emily the other day, he still knew very little about her.
Abby was amused. Mark was irritated.
He stared at the ceiling. What the hell was wrong with him? Any man would be thrilled at his position in life. He was at the pinnacle of success in his musical career. He had his choice of women wherever he went. At the moment, he had two beautiful, experienced women in bed with him. He’d partied with a group of amazing, kinky musicians on Saturday night.
His phone buzzed on the nightstand and he untangled himself from Candace and reached over Abby to grab his phone. “Sam?” he whispered.
Sam laughed. “Did I catch you at a bad time?”
“No, I—” He crawled off the bed and walked into the hallway, closing the bedroom door behind him. “What’s up?”
“Wanted to find time to get together and discuss your tour for next year.”
Mark glanced back at his closed bedroom door. An escape at last. “How’s a half hour?”
“I thought you were having lunch with Abby today.”
“I did.” His tone went flat.
“Ooo-kay. Sure. Half an hour works for me. Though we can do it tomorrow if—”
“No. Today’s fine.” A thought struck him like lightning. “Hey, Sam. Remember that girl that auditioned for Juilliard and I videoed her?
“The one you were obsessed with?”
