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“What did you want to speak to me about?”

“You are interested in her?” Her meaning Darcy, but I remain silent. “You have to admit she is sexy as fuck, all those curves.”

“So what if I am?” I cross my arms over my chest.

“Just stating.” He looks at me and I can see the interest he has for her also.

Like me, I know that Maverick is bisexual, he has a craving for both sexes. When we started this sexual relationship, he was very open with me, and I told him that I feel the same way.

No point hiding shit from each other when we think that it could go far.

“We both want her. So, we make it happen,” he says.

“We do not know if she is into that kind of thing. We should go easy on her.”

“If we weren’t in a very public place, or at a fucking crime scene and we were both out as being together, I would fucking kiss you then suck your dick right now. I am not for fucking around, Cal. We want her, so we tell her.” He shrugs.

This is what Maverick is all about. He wants something so he makes sure that he gets it. I have learned that about him in the short time we have spent together. It both excites me and infuriates me.

“We will talk to her. I do believe that we need to speak to her first and see where she is at in life. Hell, babe, she could have a boyfriend for all we know.”

“She doesn’t.”

“How do you…never mind, do not answer that.” He smirks at me because he knows that I know that he hacked into her personal life online.

“I also know that she likes watching porn that involves two men plowing each other and then both fucking the woman between them.”

He steps closer, and my body goes on high alert, my cock twitching at his closeness. I keep my eyes locked on his face.

“Fuck, just thinking of her between us is making my cock throb, Cal. I know that you can see it too.”

“Brother,” gets called and Maverick looks to see Royal beckoning him over.

“Later,” is all he says with a wink, then walks away.

The sexy fucker has my body and mind going in all directions when he is near. At my age, six fucking years older than him, he still makes me feel like a teenage boy experiencing his first crush.

CHAPTER EIGHT

MAVERICK

Leaving Cal behind me after telling him that I want Darcy between us has my cock throbbing behind my zipper, and it has images of them together, while I watch, flashing through my mind. There has always been something about her that has held my attention.

She was two years ahead of me in high school, but I noticed her. The way she was always writing recipes in her little notebook that had random stickers all over the cover. It made me smile seeing how cute she was, with her thick dark hair that hung down her back.

Her wide wonderous eyes would track people as they walked past her, me included.

I remember one time I winked at her as I walked in front of her and it made her cheeks go lobster red, but fuck me, I got a coy smile from her that made my teenage dick twitch in my jeans.

Her beauty grew the older she got, but I always kept my distance from her. Darcy was always too good for just a quick fuck in the back of her car, so I watched her from afar, fucking other girls who would make me think of her.

But fuck me, she was the star of many of my teen boy sexual fantasies.

Reaching down, I adjust myself in my jeans and Royal grins at me, shaking his head because he knows what I am like.

Sex is good for the soul.

Sex can make a relationship or break it.

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