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Lacy’s cheeks burned hot. Was the woman comfortable like that? By her moans and words of encouragement, she seemed to be enjoying herself. Lacy shook her head.
The woman wouldn’t see Lacy when she made her mad dash for the bathroom. The woman’s skirt gathered around her waist. Her ass and legs were bare and pointed into the kitchen so Lacy only saw her bare hip with the angle of the couch. The woman wore really tall heels, which seemed to help her lean over the peninsula, braced on it.
Okay, seeing this should embarrass Lacy, but she couldn’t help her curiosity. After all, the nudity was discreet. She tried to stay purely clinical—just to satisfy her curiosity, but then her gaze shifted.
Jonah stood behind the woman. His shirt from earlier hung open, revealing his sculpted chest and abs. His hands gripped the woman’s hips. His pelvis pistoned into her as she pushed back against him.
Lacy’s breath caught and her bathroom emergency skittered to the far reaches of her brain. Analytical flew out the door when Jonah entered the equation. Sure, the woman had been sexy, but she’d seen enough ads like that to make her almost immune to it.
But Jonah. She had never seen anything this erotic before. Maybe it was the live motion. Her sex pulsed, startling her. Her initial purpose temporarily forgotten as she watched Jonah. The couple of X-rated films Beth had tried to show her when they were teens she’d only seen through the cracks between her fingers as they laughed. She couldn’t have mustered a chuckle if she tried in this moment. She didn’t want to look away.
It was more like a really steamy romance novel brought to life in front of her than porn since she couldn’t see much of the actual goings-on. The woman’s head remained turned away as she made encouraging noises. One of Jonah’s hands slipped around the woman’s hip, capturing Lacy’s attention as it disappeared between the woman’s legs. Another throb went through Lacy and her heart ricocheted in her chest. Almost as if Jonah had touched her there instead of the woman.
The woman cried out and tensed against him, but he didn’t stop his hips. His movements became faster and harder, chasing after something Lacy couldn’t understand. Her heart pounded and her breath shortened. Her insides clenched.
Oh my God.
Lacy lifted her gaze to Jonah’s face. His eyes were opened and focused on hers.
Oh my God!
She froze. He saw her. Watching them. Oh, hell. His expression didn’t change and he didn’t stop pumping into the woman. Lacy’s chest rose and fell in time with his thrusts. Heat coursed through her body. He didn’t look away and his eyes held her captive, pinning her in place, watching him in this intimate moment she shouldn’t even be aware of.
A tug low in her belly startled her. Her breath caught and her body felt heavy. His eyes never left hers and she couldn’t seem to look away either. His lip curled up on the side in a small smile and her insides trembled. The woman cried out in pleasure again and he thrust a few more times. His groan rippled through her. His face tightened as he gave himself over to his pleasure but his gaze never left Lacy’s. Finally he collapsed on the woman’s back. His body covering hers as he pressed a kiss to the woman’s nape.
The connection broken, Lacy slid down on the couch and threw the blanket over her head. Her chest rose and fell hard. Her face burned and her whole body felt like a raw nerve waiting to be found. He’d watched her watching them. Her pulse ran riot throughout her body. What would she say? What would she do?
The sound of clothes rustling made her wonder if they were putting them in place or becoming more stripped down. Surely, they’d go into his room or leave now, right?
Her body trembled. She couldn’t get his eyes out of her mind and that hint of a smile. Her insides whipped around like a hurricane and the throbbing had become relentless. She clamped her thighs together against the incessant heartbeat between her legs. Crap. Crap. Crap.
What was she supposed to do now?
A door opened.
“Are you coming in?” The woman’s voice was low and coaxing.
“Give me a minute.” His voice rubbed at Lacy in a way that wasn’t natural and did nothing to disrupt the hurricane within her.
The door shut and she jumped, but she gripped the blanket tighter around her. What did a guy do to a girl who watched him have sex? She had no freaking clue and didn’t want to find out. She definitely never expected to be in this position. She didn’t even like sex.
For her, when she reflected on it after the fact, sex had been messy and left her feeling empty.
His footsteps drew closer. The heat of him reached through the blanket, scorching her, as he stopped beside her. The coffee table groaned slightly when he sat on it.
“Little bird?” He released his breath.
She squeaked.Little bird?She could just pretend to be asleep. Sleep watching, that was what she’d done. She tried to slow down her breathing, but her heart pounded harder, mocking her attempt.
The blanket started slipping off her. She clutched at it harder until it uncovered her head and she saw it gathered onto Jonah’s lap. His shirt was closed again, but untucked. She stared at one of the buttons because she definitely could not look him in the eyes. Not again. Not after. . . that.
“I was asleep?” Her voice sounded too high for hers. She thought for a second about saying she didn’t see anything, but the lie would have been way too obvious.
He didn’t say a word, but he tossed the blanket down toward her feet. She didn’t want to see his face because she didn’t want to know how he felt about what just happened. She just needed to pretend it didn’t happen. That her body wasn’t keyed up in a weird way.
She swung her feet to the floor, next to his booted feet. He hadn’t even taken off his boots. Her skin buzzed, waiting to be touched, which he wouldn’t be doing, but it didn’t stop the craziness within her. “You have company you should really return to and I have to use the bathroom.”
He exhaled again. “I didn’t think you’d be out here.”
