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“Can all four of us play later?”
“Play what, baby?” Ash asks, but his voice is cut short by Ford growling behind him.
“She means sex, Ashton.” Ford comes to the island, his palms face down. “You want all three of us to fuck you?”
His serious tone vibrates into my ear, and it’s as if a spray of hot rivets needle under my skin.
I envision being laid out before them, each with their cocks hard as they wait their turn to rail me. That’s only a slight tweak from what we have now. The important part is that we’d all be together.
Although, that kind of burning the embers to get off isn’t out of the question.
But Ford’s “eloquent” wording strikes a nerve.You want the three of us to fuck you?
Together.
And can I handle it?
Hiding behind my mug, I say, “Have you ever done that?”
“Three guys fucking one woman?” Ash asks, an uprising to his voice. “No.”
“Oh.”
He hops off the stool and meets me on the other side of the island. “Doesn’t mean I don’t want to.”
“We’re all in this together.” I look at Ash then Ford before pulling more mugs from the cream and cocoa-trimmed cabinets.
Ford has made it no secret that he thinks Emery’s feelings for me will fizzle. That he’ll climb back into his shell to protect himself when the month is over.
“Can we try?” I ask.
“Try what?” Emery struts into the kitchen, shirtless and wearing gray sweatpants. Eying Ford’s body, his jaw drops open. “Jesus, Montgomery, were you just built that way, or do you do one thousand sit-ups a day?”
Ford crosses his arms, his biceps beautifully sculpted. “Anytime you want to work out with me, Emery, and get a body like this, just stroll on over to my private gym.”
“Our Bernie has a request this weekend.” Ash breaks the tension between Ford and Emery.
“Oh right, the movie.” Emery drops a kiss on my lips. “I’m sure I can get it On Demand.”
I truly can’t think of anything less sexy right now than a dark comedy about dragging a dead body around.
“Maybe next time,” I gently refuse. “There are some great wineries north of here.”
“I know the owner at Everleigh Cellars,” Ash jumps in. “We can have a private room, a private tour.”
“Or we can sit in the tasting room with the peasants,” I joke.
Emery laughs. “Anything you want, sweetheart.”
“Speaking of what she wants...” Ford finds his opening, though I’m sure he’d use a crowbar if he had to.
“Oh right, you said you wanted to try something?” Emery sips his coffee leaning against the counter, one ankle crossed over the other.
“She wants us all to have sex,” Ford speaks for me.
Emery coughs into his mug.
Grabbing a hand towel and wiping the spray of Joe, I say, “I’d like us all to be in that place that we getwhen we...make love.”
