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She blushes as she giggles. It’s a joke obviously. But it also brings to the forefront the reality that Tanner walked in on me balls-deep in her.
“Well, Tanner, as much fun as it would be to gang up on the big guy,” she turns to me. She blushes and smiles. Then she pushes her glass towards me. “I’m sorry to say, there was no ‘putting up with’ anything.”
“You’ve had worse, huh?” I chuckle.
“I was going to say I’m not sure I’ve ever had better, actually.”
She’s not joking anymore. The room feels a little warmer with her eyes fixing on me with that heat in them. I grin, and a growl rumbles in my chest. I reach across the table, take her small hand in my big one, and squeeze it. She blushes and bites her lip.
“Alright, alright, Jesus. Get a room,” Tanner chuckles. I glance at him. He’s doesn’t look totally cool with it. But he doesn’t look furious or angry either. He glances back at me and winks. “I’m fine” he mouths to me. I grin back.
“Well, I cooked. You clean up,” he grunts at me, smirking. “Cora and I can talk about how hard she came on my tongue.”
Cora turns bright red. “Oh my God!” She half giggles, half groans again. “The two of you…”
“Ass,” I chuckle at Tanner.
He grins back. “Chop chop, Bishop. Those dishes aren’t cleaning themselves.”
I laugh and stand. “I’m on it. You’re still a prick though.”
“Seriously,” Cora laughs. “And just for that, I’m helping him clean.”
“Hey, you do you. I can talk to myself all night about making you come on my tongue.”
She blushes deeply. But her eyes are fiery hot when they land on him. It’s a look I don’t miss, and it makes me curious. Tanner and I might be confused about where we land as friends when it comes to both of us being magnetically attracted to Cora. But she might be at odds with herself just as much.
A few minutes later, I’m washing and she’s drying dishes in the kitchen. Tanner steps out onto the porch overlooking the ocean.
“What I said earlier,” Cora says suddenly. I turn to her.
“Hmm?”
She blushes. “When I said I wasn’t sure if I’ve ever had better…”
I grin. “Go on.”
“I am sure.” She puts the drying towel down. She looks up at me. Her lip catches in her teeth.
I growl and turn the water off. I dry my hands and turn to her. I reach for her, and she whimpers when my hands slide over her hips. I pull her close with a groan in my chest.
“I can’t keep my hands off of you,” I growl.
“I don’t want you to,” she whispers.
“This thing with Tanner and I, with you in the middle…” I shake my head. “I don’t know what that means or how it affects this. But I can’t get you out of my fucking head, babygirl. And I don’t want to.”
“Even with…” she blushes. “I mean, before, with Tanner…”
“I don’t give a shit,” I growl. My cock thickens in my pants. I shake my head. “I could have left. Or stopped it.”
“But you didn’t.”
I shake my head. “No.”
“Why?”
I growl. “Because I liked seeing you like that. Not like a fetish thing. If it was any other man…” I snarl savagely. “I would have ripped him away from you and torn him apart.”
