Ned cupped Bella’s cheek. “Ready?”
She nodded and turned to Justin.
He crooked his finger at her. “Hop on.”
She giggled as she lowered herself over his hips, placing his cock at the opening to her pussy. She slid onto his erection slowly, both of them closing their eyes, trying to calm the undeniable need to come. Her inner muscles clenched him tightly and she groaned. God, she was as close as he was.
“You don’t have to hold back, Bells. Come as much as you want.”
She opened her eyes and smiled as she shook her head. “No. Not yet. I don’t want to come until both of you are inside me.”
Ned knelt behind her and Justin could see his friend had grabbed the lube from his desk drawer and donned his own condom. He placed his hand on Bella’s shoulder, lightly pressing her forward.
Justin wrapped his arms around her waist, loving the feeling of her cheek pressed against his chest.
“I can hear your heart,” she whispered.
Justin clutched her tighter.
She jerked slightly when Ned ran his hand over her ass. Then relaxed into Justin’s hold again.
Justin felt Ned’s finger penetrate her anus. “Jesus,” he muttered.
Ever since Bella had told them about her fantasy at Extreme Connections, it was all the two of them could think about. They’d drowned their sorrows the night after Bella left them alone in the club and discussed it at length. Her dream, her trust in them to take her in such a way had worked its way into Justin’s subconscious until there was little else he could think of. He’d spent weeks longing for this very moment.
Soon, one of Ned’s fingers became two. Justin tried to hold still as Ned prepared her body to accept both of them, but it was difficult not to thrust against the pressure Ned was applying.
Finally, Ned withdrew his fingers and moved closer. Justin closed his eyes when he felt the head of Ned’s cock penetrating Bella’s tight ass.
Bella’s breathing became shallow, came faster as Ned slowly pushed his way deeper.
“Fuck,” Justin grunted when Ned was seated to the hilt. “Mother fucker, I’ve never felt anything so good. Bells, lift your head. Look at me.”
Bella raised her face to his. Justin wanted to see her eyes, needed to know this was as good for her. One look told him all he needed to know.
He leaned forward to place a quick kiss on her lips. “You’re so beautiful.”
Then words gave way to motion, to magic, to perfection.
He and Ned found their rhythm, moving in tandem. It was a true melding of three bodies, three hearts.
Bella came twice before Ned and Justin gave in to their own overpowering climaxes. As the last drop erupted, Justin closed his eyes, trying to hold on to the moment. Bella lay atop him, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
“Can we stay here forever?” she asked.
Ned kissed her cheek. “Could make for an awkward scene when everyone comes back to work on Monday.”
Justin ran his hand through her soft hair. “I vote for a second round. At my place. In a bed. This floor is hell on my back.”
Ned withdrew, shaking his head. “Your back? My knees.”
Bella giggled. “Funny. I feel just fine.”
Justin tickled her, rolling with her until she lay beneath him, batting his hands away as she laughed louder. Unable to resist, he moved closer, kissing her.
“I love you.” He’d never found those words easy to say. With Bella, they were hard to hold back.
She stroked his face. “I love you too. So much.”
Ned picked up his clothes. “Should we head home then?”
Bella nodded, as Justin stood then reached down to help her up. They dressed in silence before Ned grasped Bella’s hand, tugging her toward him for a hug. “So how did the reality stack up against the fantasy?”
She smiled, kissing him softly on the cheek. “No comparison. The two of you are my dream come true.”
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“Caliph?” she whispered when the silence continued a beat too long.
“How wild do you want to go?”
She frowned, then gave him a rueful grin. “I love my tattoo more than I can say, but I’m definitely not ready for another.”
He shook his head. “That’s not what I mean.” He lowered his voice. “I’m attracted to you, Jen.”
“I want you too.” Her admission came out more air than tone, but he heard it, let the beauty of it soak deep.
“Friday night, after the jazz club.” He didn’t say more. He didn’t need to. Jennifer was already nodding.
“Okay. I’d like that.”
“So would I.”
Then her brow furrowed. That didn’t take long. Less than five seconds in and she was already reconsidering.
“Tell me what you’re thinking,” he prodded.
“I’ve never had a one-night stand.”
Caliph was touched by her honesty, but bothered by it as well. That list of reasons he should have stayed away rained down on him again. Women like her didn’t do casual sex, but he was pretty damn sure that was all he had to give her. He hadn’t lied about his disinterest in marriage. “Jennifer—”
He started to offer her an out, but she cut him off.
“No. I’m not saying that’s a bad thing. It’s actually a really good thing. I might be putting the pieces back together, Caliph, but the truth of it is, I’m still pretty broken. At this point in my life, I have basically nothing, but sex to give you. Besides, something tells me you’d be a great guy to go wild with.”
He grinned. “I’m glad you have such faith in my abilities. I’ll do my best not to disappoint you.”
She laughed. “I’m not worried.”
Caliph knew he should take her agreement to sleep with him and run with it, but he couldn’t lie to her when she looked at him with those gorgeous, trusting eyes. She needed to know exactly what she was agreeing to.
“Maybe you should be. Because, Jen, you will need a safe word Friday night.”
Her cheeks flushed a pretty pink, but she held her ground. His respect for her went up several more notches.
“Does it make me sound completely twisted if I say that’s the hottest thing anyone’s ever said to me?”
He barked out a laugh and shook his head. “You’re a fascinating woman, Jen. And I can’t wait to paint on your canvas some more.”
About the Author
Writing a book was number one on Mari Carr’s bucket list. Now her computer is jammed full of stories — novels, novellas, short stories and dead-ends. A New York Times and USA TODAY bestseller, Mari finds time for writing by squeezing it into the hours between 3 a.m. and daybreak when her family is asleep.
You can visit Mari’s website at www.maricarr.com. She is also on Facebook, Twitter and Goodreads.
Other Titles by Mari Carr
Ellora’s Cave books
What Women Like:
Sugar and Spice
Everything Nice
Scoundrels:
Black Jack
White Knight
The Madison stories:
Kiss Me, Kate
Three Reasons Why
Cowboys:
Spitfire
Rekindled
Inflamed
Wild Irish:
Come Monday
Ruby Tuesday
Sweet Thursday
Friday I’m in Love
Saturday Night Special
Any Given Sunday
Wild Irish Christmas
Cocktales:
Party Naked
Screwdriver
Bachelor’s Bait
Screaming Orgasm
Foreign Affairs:
Misplaced Princess
Misplaced Cowboy
Misplaced Lessons
Misplaced Hands
Samhain books
Compass Brothers:
Northern Exposure
Southern Comfort
Eastern Ambitions
Western Ties
Compass Girls:
Winter’s Thaw
Hope Springs
Summer Fling
Falling Softly
Black & White Collection:
Erotic Research
Tequila Truth
Rough Cut
Happy Hour
Power Play
Slam Dunk
Naughty is Nice
In the Running
Just Because:
Because of You
Because You Love Me
Because It’s True
Second Chances:
Fix You
Full Moon
Status Update
The Back-Up Plan
Never Been Kissed
Self Pub Books
Trinity Masters:
Elemental Pleasure
Primal Passion
Scorching Desire
Forbidden Legacy
Big Easy:
Blank Canvas
Crash Point
Full Position
Rough Draft
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Excerpt from Blank Canvas
About the Author
Other Titles by Mari Carr