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I love seeing the desire that oozes off the both of them.

Darcy fidgets in her seat, her eyes blazing with fiery arousal, before she speaks.

“Right now, with how he is looking at me, I would drop to my knees for him, Maverick. So yes, I would date him if he asked.”

Her eyes widen and her lips pop open, forming a perfect fucking hole I would like to ram my cock into. I clench my fists on the table-top to stop myself from reaching over and pulling her into my lap and taking her lips in a kiss that I so fucking desperately want.

“Fuck, baby,” I hiss.

Maverick leans into her, pushing her hair back off her neck, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.

“We want you, Darcy. Between us. Under us. Riding me while you suck Cal’s cock deep into your throat.” He is looking at me and I feel his heated stare right to my bones. “Waited so fucking long to get this close to you but need you now. Cal feels the same. Right, baby?”

“Fuck, yes.”

Darcy closes her eyes, relishing the feel of Maverick touching her. His lips skim across her neck, his hand is half across her lap, no doubt touching her thighs.

“Is he touching you, baby?” She nods, keeping her eyes closed.

I watch as Maverick sucks on her neck and she fucking melts against him.

“As much as I would love to see him make you come right here in front of me and everyone in the diner, we have to stop. This is a public place where it would be bad for the local sheriff to be watching his man get his woman off. We need a plan.”

Darcy’s eyes pop open wide in shock but I still see the desire swirling around. She looks around but no one is paying us any attention.

Maverick rests his forehead against the side of her head, his breathing heavy with arousal.

“Fuck, man, she tastes so good,” he moans and I feel his dismay.

“Darcy, we have made it pretty fucking clear that we both want you. We would not pressure you into anything, but we would love to see where this could go.”

She blinks a few times, clearing the sexual fog that she is in. Just that alone tells me everything I need to know. She wants this. Darcy Owens has a kinky side.

“Aren’t you two together? Like a couple, and a new couple at that?” Her voice is husky and heavy with lust.

“We are.” I nod. “Both of us are bisexual, babe. We both love cock, but we love a sweet pussy also. This may be fast, or forward, but we both feel this with you, so we want to find out,” I explain.

“So, what do you say, baby?” Maverick asks.

She licks her lips, then brings her hand up, pinching her lips with her fingers while she thinks it over. What I said was true; we would never pressure her into anything or make her feel bad for rejecting us.

My heart beats in time with my throbbing cock seeing them this close because, fuck me, I want to be on the other side of her, touching and tasting her like he is.

“I want to try, but we need rules in place.”

Winking at her, I smile. “I like rules, baby. Mav not so much; I mean, he is in a motorcycle club.”

“Hey, fuckface. My club is the good kind,” he retorts with a smile on his face, because he knows I was not being disrespectful to his club but making a joke.

“I like the good kind, but I also like the bad kind.” I wink at him.

“Oh god, you two are too much for a woman’s panties,” Darcy groans, covering her face with her hands, making us laugh.

“Oh, baby, you have no idea what is in store for you, being between us,” Maverick tells her.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

MAVERICK

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