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Drake shrugs, pulling me into his lap while nuzzling the side of my neck.

“It is, and your rigatoni Bolognese is amazing, Straw. Where did you get the pasta from last time?”

I laugh while wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders.

“It wasn’t rigatoni, remember? It’spaccheri, which is like a super-sized version of rigatoni. It holds the Bolognese sauce better, and makes for a meaty mouthful.”

Drake growls while seizing my lips in a kiss.

“Don’t even get me started on the words meaty mouthful, Straw,” he mutters hungrily. “I can give you a meaty mouthful anytime you like.”

“Oh you!” I giggle, already breathless from his possession. “But yes, back to these girls. So how do you find them? Where do you get them from?”

Drake breaks off our foreplay reluctantly, stealing another kiss before answering.

“We recruit. Actually, Stone’s coming to the mainland to do some scouting pretty soon.”

“Stone,” I muse, remember the dark-haired leader of the men of Deux. He was gorgeous, with flashing blue eyes and the physique of a gladiator. “But what does he do exactly?” I ask. “Does he go to a coffee shop and start a conversation with random girls? Or please don’t tell me he goes to the local university to recruit pretty co-eds.”

Drake shakes his head.

“We’re debased men, but we’re notthatdebased. Or at least not yet,” he adds with a grin. “No, Stone works with a couple outfits that find girls for us. One of them is a club on the mainland.”

“Which one?” I ask.

My husband stalls, trying to distract me by running a big finger along the inside of my thigh. My pussy quivers, but I slap one hand down to prevent him from going higher.

“Which club?” I ask again in a stern voice.

He sighs.

“It’s a sex club. Or a playground, is what we like to say. It’s called Club Z, and they have a few outposts in Minnesota. I’m surprised they’re here at all, given that it seems to be more of a big city type of thing, but I guess there’s enough demand. People everywhere like sex. A lot.”

I gape at my husband.

“Are you serious?A sex club?Stone’s going to a sex club to find girls to work at the island?”

He shrugs.

“Yeah. It’s a good resource. I mean, the talent pool is deep at Club Z, at least from what I’ve seen. Stone’s recruiting trip is next week, I think. But that asshole needs to be careful because he’s been fixated on an innocent blonde lately. It wouldn’t be a problem, except she’s already been to the island twice. The spice loses its potency after a while, and I have a feeling that she may be starting to remember him. And us,” Drake adds in a dark tone.

I stare, my mouth hanging open.

“Holy cow. So Stone’s fixated on a pretty blonde girl who works at Club Z, and he wants to take her to Deux to be ravished by a horde of double-dicked men. Except the problem is that she has a good memory.”

“Yeah, basically,” Drake acknowledges. “If I were him, I wouldn’t ask for Marielle again. But I’m not him, and Stone’s got a raging hard-on for this girl. He shouldn’t go down this path, but then again, when has that ever stopped the men of Deux from pursuing a woman they want?”

I shake my head.

“When indeed? Well, I hope things work out for Marielle.That’swho I’m concerned about. Stone can take care of himself. He’s a grown man.”

“With grown man problems,” Drake agrees, nuzzling my neck again. “Life’s not all peaches and cream, sweetheart, even if we have two clubs with which to provide the ultimate pleasure. For example, my other buddy, Lionel, has a stepdaughter who’s a handful. See? The problems just don’t stop.”

“Why, what happened to Lionel?”

Drake shrugs.

“That asshole caught his stepdaughter using two dildos simultaneously in the shower. She was double-penetrating herself and loving it too, from what he says. But now, he wants in because he has exactly the tools to make her happy. Literally, he wantsin.”

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