Page 38 of Thin Ice


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“Damn straight,” Justin said. “I’ll be right there.”

“Me too.” Lennox ended the call and I tossed the phone aside.

Lucy strode over to the door where Abigail slept and crept over to her daughter. She tugged the blanket up over Abigail’s shoulders and moved a strand of hair from Abigail’s face. Thegirl didn’t move a muscle even when Lucy turned on one of the bedside lamps and closed the door behind her. “She’ll sleep for hours. Nothing could wake her.”

That was all the permission I needed to cross to her and pull her into my arms. I crushed her to my chest and kissed her again. I couldn’t get enough of this woman. Her nipples peaked beneath the gown, and I skimmed my thumbs over the hard nubs.

Three sharp knocks sounded on my door.

Lucy pulled away and opened the door while I adjusted my pants over my straining erection.

Justin and Lennox rushed into the room, their coats off and their ties askew. Lennox threw the bolt on the door and tossed his coat onto the nearest chair. “How does this work?”

“I don’t know,” Lucy admitted. “Let’s start slow and see what happens. Okay?” She looked at each one of us.

“Okay.” Lennox yanked his tie loose and kicked off his shoes.

Justin approached Lucy and cupped her face in his hands. “There’s nothing we wouldn’t do for you.”

She blinked quickly and turned her cheek into his palm. “Thank you.” Her voice was thick with emotion.

We all wanted to please her. Justin was right. We’d do anything for her.

Lucy backed out of Justin’s arms and turned back to me with her hand outstretched. I joined them, daring to press a lingering kiss to her collarbone. She undid my tie, then the top button of my shirt. Her lips parted on a sigh when Justin came up behind her and ran his hands down her exposed spine.

I framed her face in my hands and kissed her open mouth. Her fingers worked the buttons one at a time until she reached the button on my jacket. She stopped there briefly before popping them loose and pushing the jacket from my shoulders.

Cool air brushed over my neck, and I reveled in the feel of her fingers returning to the buttons. She yanked my shirt out of my pants and finished undoing the buttons while Justin kissed her shoulder and neck. My shirt caught on my suspenders when she pushed it open.

I broke off our kiss and took a step backward.

Lennox took my place. He eased one blue strap down over Lucy’s shoulder and kissed the exposed skin. He still had his shirt and pants on, but had gotten rid of his tie and his suspenders hung down his hips.

I shucked off my white dress shirt and the white undershirt but left my pants on. I wanted this to last, and I’d be too tempted to rush if my pants came off now. Lennox stepped back when I tapped him on the shoulder. Justin moved to the bed and sat on the edge with his legs stretched out in front of him. Lucy swayed on her feet, her eyes glazed and her lips swollen. Lennox moved behind her and cupped her breasts through the dress. She released a tiny moan and leaned into his chest.

I couldn’t stay away from her any longer. I took her into my arms fully as Lennox backed up.

“Is that a birthmark?” She pressed a kiss to the mark on my neck, her lips warm and sweet. An odd intensity lit her voice. “How have I never seen it before?”

I was too busy thinking about the things I wanted to do with her to pay much attention to her questions. Why did she care about my birthmark?

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LUCY

This was it. I’d shoved right past all the reasons I shouldn’t be in Zachary’s arms, asking all three men to have sex with me. But they were there—the reasons I should walk away.

A thrill shot down my spine when Zachary kissed the curve of my shoulder. Dad would be furious with me if he ever found out. But how would he? It’s not like we were going to parade this all over the news. We all had obligations to the team and fear of what would happen if we were found out.

My fingers found the groove beneath Zachary’s shoulders, that ridge of muscle that flexed every time he moved. God, I loved that feeling of power skating beneath my fingertips.

Lennox thumbed my nipples through the dress and pressed his dick into my ass. “You feel so good.” Warm breath brushed over my neck as he pressed open-mouthed kisses along my neck and shoulder.

Zachary’s head dipped toward mine. “We can stop anytime, if that’s what you need.”

“I need you. All of you.” I was breathless and in desperate need. I fingered the ridge of muscle and pulled him closer. Hisbirthmark flashed in the lamplight, and my stomach bottomed out. It had to be a coincidence. Birthmarks were unusual, but he couldn’t… I gulped a breath full of uncertainty. He couldn’t be Abigail’s father.

Holy hell, what was I getting myself into?

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