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When the dancer had chosen him as his focus, she’d seen the response in Ethan. So why this strong reaction? She knew he wasn’t a homo-phobe. That wasn’t him.

She pulled him to a stop. Traffic flew past them, the tires whirring on the pavement. Street lamps cast cold white circles of light upon the ground where they stood. Their shadows looked unearthly—tall and yet bent at odd angles.

Stepping closer to him, waves of heat from his body pummeled her. Gooseflesh broke over her. “What’s going on, Ethan?” He gazed down at her, brackets hemming in his lips. “I don’t know if I can talk about it.”

She blinked at his strangled tone. Shaking her head, she tried again. “Please talk to me. You’ve always let me into your mind.” A ragged sigh left him. His shoulders slumped. He ran his strong fingers through his overly long dark hair. When he opened his mouth, nothing came out.

Her heart surged with affection for him. Whatever ate at him, she’d help him through it. She encircled his torso with her arms and rested her head against his chest. “You can tell me anything, Ethan.” He planted his hands on her hips and yanked her flush against him. Even if his hard cock wasn’t pressing against her body, she’d feel his arousal. His body hummed with it. He buried his face in the soft spot between her throat and shoulder, and drew a deep, gulping breath.

“I’ve seen that dancer before, Jane.” His words dropped into her mind and sent her reeling. Of all the things she thought he’d say that wasn’t it.

“From where?”

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“He works for one of our sister companies as an ad rep. I’ve spoken to him at length.” The strangeness in his voice made her look at him hard. The beloved planes of his face were the same as always. For some reason, he barricaded her against his feelings tonight.

“And?”

“We spent some time talking about life. The little show he just put on wasn’t only tonight, sweetheart. He more or less said he’d like to sleep with me.”

Searing heat curled in her core and settled in the folds of her pussy, making it slick. She wasn’t wearing any panties, so the flood of cream trickled down her inner thighs. She fought to keep from grinding against Ethan’s erection, but damn, the thought of him being propositioned by another man turned her on beyond belief.

“What did you say?”

He gazed deep into her eyes. “I said no, of course. Because I’m married.”

Her heart flipped. “That was the only reason? Not that you didn’t want to sleep with him?”

His eyes slid away. He grabbed her fingers and pressed her palm to his chest, over his heart. “I hardly know what to say, Jane. Nothing happened between me and Todd, but mostly because of you.”

“Me? You think I’d think differently of you for wanting a man?

That is what you’re basically saying, isn’t it?” Her veins were coursing with passion. This new side of her husband made her hornier than hell. Talk about spice in a marriage!

He swallowed hard. When he spoke, his voice was barely audible over the roar of traffic. “I do find him attractive, Jane.” Her toes practically curled at his admission. Her pussy pulsed and juices wet her thighs once more. Damn, was this how he’d felt when he’d discovered her need to make love with another woman? When he’d walked in and found her between Margot’s soft, round thighs?

Knowing her husband’s needs ran deeper than she’d ever dreamed was the greatest aphrodisiac. In going to the strip club, she’d thought to share a new experience, but she’d never expected something of this magnitude.

She ran a hand down his spine, trying to ease the tension flowing through him.

His roughened whisper washed over her. “What are you thinking?”

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She swayed against him, curled a hand around the back of his neck, and drew his mouth to hers. The crush of his lips was hesitant, questioning. But hers responded with a new fire.

The rasp of his facial hair against her sensitive flesh lit the blaze.

Her mind spun as sensations tore through her. Her beautiful husband of fourteen years had actually admitted to his attraction to another man. The idea of watching him with that buff dancer left her knees weak. Seeing them pleasure one another, hard bodies clashing like steel...

Her lips parted beneath his, and she fed him her tongue, hoping he felt the drive in her tonight. He’d mentioned fucking her in the parking lot, but she didn’t know if she could make it that far. Desire was a hot snake in her belly, demanding to be satiated. And only Ethan and Margot could give that to her.

He swept his tongue through the hot interior of her mouth with blatant demand. His flavors mingled on her tongue—rum and Coke and his unique muskiness. She hadn’t seen him take a sip of his drink before the dancer had commanded his attention, but he must have.

She skimmed his upper lip with the tip of her tongue, her mind awhirl with images of Ethan’s handsome face as he watched the dancer’s cock move.

He gripped her ass and lifted her onto tiptoe. “Damn, baby, I’ve gotta get you alone.” He dipped at the knees and swept her up into his arms, taking off at a brisk pace for the small private parking area a block away. Her pussy contracted at the thought of him bending her over the car hood, of Todd joining them, spreading her thighs, and penetrating her together. She thought of Margot seated on her face and her female lover licking her hot tight pussy.

She kissed a path up Ethan’s throat to the sensitive spot behind his ear, flicking her tongue against his skin. “You wanted that dancer, didn’t you? You wanted to feel his hard body against yours, to know how he tasted.”

He made a coarse sound in his throat that drove her desire up another notch. Blistering heat centered between her thighs. Damn, this was going to be one of the hottest nights she’d had in the month since they’d had Margot between them. They didn’t even need the addition of another body—she and Ethan were thriving on fantasy.

She continued her whispered litany in his ear. “You wanted to hold his thick cock in your hand and draw it to your lips.” 15

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He turned his mouth against hers. His words vibrated her lips.

“Stop, Margot. I’m gonna blow, but I don’t want to. Not yet. I’ve gotta sink into your hot pussy and feel it throb around me.” She made a soft mewl of need, but kept up her torment, running one manicured fingernail down his pec until she found the raised ridge of his nipple. She circled it with tantalizing slowness. “What about these? You wanted Todd to lick them, to pinch them.”

“Stop.” His command thrilled her. His harsh tone was a sure indication of his need. He stopped walking suddenly and dropped her gently to her feet while he fumbled for the car keys. With the click of a button, they were hurling themselves into the backseat.

He stretched her beneath him, manipulating her body easily in his strong arms. He yanked the neckline of her dress down, and her breasts spilled over the top. They were smaller than Margot’s, but sensitive. Both Margot and Ethan loved sucking on them for hours, lapping at them with lazy strokes of their tongues, and then sharing deep, passionate kisses.

She lifted her hips against Ethan’s hardness, begging for him to spread her thighs and drive into her. Between their frantic kisses, her hot words burst from her. “Tell me what you wanted to do with that dancer, baby. Did you want him to suck your cock?” He stabbed his tongue into the depths of her mouth with violent demand. He grasped her hips with steely fingers and yanked her pussy against the bulging front of his jeans. “I wanted that, yes. I can’t believe I’m telling you.”

“Why? I was completely open with you about Margot.” At the mention of her name, he moaned. With practiced ease, she popped the button of his jeans and slid down the zipper. His hard length practically jumped into her hand. She stroked it through the cotton of his boxer briefs and raised another groan from him.

“If you got a chance to be with another man, you’d go for it, wouldn’t you?”

He sank his teeth into her nipple, tearing a soft cry from her. A flood of juices squeezed from her aching pussy. “If you wanted me to, yes.”

“What about what you want, baby?”

He lifted his head and pierced her in his gaze. Through the black-ness of the car, she saw his eyes glimmer with excitement. “I want it.

But not just any man. Something like we have with Margot. A deeper connection. A partner.”

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With that, he nudged his jeans and boxers down his hips, slid her dress up, and speared her with one solid thrust and rooted himself fully inside her. White heat seared her as he stretched the silken walls of her cavern. The velvety steel of his cock stroked her deep, the head pressing the spot where she most needed as he withdrew almost to the tip.

He stared into her eyes. “I love you for understanding me, baby.

God, you are so fucking hot and tight.”

“Move, Ethan. Make me come.” She sank her nails into his back, through the fabric of his shirt as she captured his mouth.

Their tongues moved in frenzied need as he thrust into her. The scents of their lovemaking filled the back of the car, and the leather beneath her bare flesh warmed. She wrapped an ankle around his hip and clung to him as he drove into her again and again. Blazing heat centered in her core, and she started to contract around his throbbing cock. His balls slapped her with every thrust.

“Think of him sinking into you, Ethan. Sliding his cock into your—”

They ruptured together in a blinding haze of bliss. Her pussy clamped down hard on his shaft, milking the spurts from him. He roared in ecstasy, head thrown back, jaw tense, cords standing out on his neck as he orgasmed.

In a powerful wave, her release struck her. He pounded her needy pussy into the shores of joy. Her pussy contracted, a flood of cream bathed his cock, and she gave a throaty cry.

He slowed, moving inside her with deliberate thrusts that jolt-ed her sensitive tissues. His breath rasped in her ear. She turned her mouth against his and kissed him with all the passion and need she still felt. This night was long from over. They’d just discovered this new, stimulating link between them, and they’d ride it until exhaus-tion swept them. But she knew from their lovemaking sessions with Margot that they could go for countless hours.

At that moment, she longed for Margot’s soft body against hers, sharing her husband’s kisses.

Ethan leaned away, supporting himself on one arm. His biceps bulged beneath her palm. “That was fucking insane,” he rasped. His dark hair tumbled into his eyes, and she smoothed it. “I never realized how powerful your words could be.”

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Her pussy squeezed at the memory of what she’d said—that he should think of another man sliding into his ass. The idea had definitely sent him over the edge.

She edged her fingers beneath his shirt hem and caressed his sculpted back. “Would you do that?”

“I might. If you wanted.”

Again, his suggestion that he’d do it for her surprised her. Yes, she knew he’d do anything in the world for her. But she wanted him to ask for what he wanted, or take it for himself as she had with Margot.

He kissed her long and deep, their tongues melding into one practiced unit. They’d been together for a long time, but it seemed their sex lives were just ramping up. When she broke away, she smiled and asked the question that had been circulating through her mind since the start of their lovemaking.

“Would you let me penetrate you with the strap-on that I use on Margot?”

He released an unsteady breath. His eyelids dipped over his iris-es, blocking him from her. But she knew by the shiver than ran down his spine and into her fingertips what he was thinking. He chaffed his jaw over her bare breast, kissing the reddened tip softly. “Let’s go home, Jane. I can’t wait.”

Jane gently smeared

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They’d never tried anal play in this way before, and it turned her on that he’d allow her this intimacy. She knew a lot of men—straight and gay—loved anal stimulation.

She pulsed her finger in and out slowly, allowing him time to adjust. The strap-on she wore wasn’t overly large and they had plenty of lube, but she wanted this to be good for him.

He reached between his legs and rubbed his hard shaft. She thought of how perfect it would be to have Margot with them now, tagging him together. Margot could wrap her sultry lips around his cock while Jane fucked him in the ass.

A shudder of need ripped through her. This night would definitely introduce new inspiration to their threesomes with Margot. And if Ethan ever decided to bring a man into the mix...well, she knew the best pleasures were to come.

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When she felt him respond to her attentions, she added a second finger to his tight hole. A long moan sounded. He rocked his hips backward, seeking more. “God, it feels so good.”

“Mmm. I’m glad, baby. Because I’m going to slide this shaft into you and fuck you while you think of Todd.” Her pussy throbbed with need. The weight of the strap-on pulled on the belt she wore, and the leather dug into her hips delightful-ly. When she fucked Margot with it, she always loved the pressure against her clit. But at this moment, she burned to get into Ethan and please him.

Removing her fingers, she gathered more lubrication and worked it over the slim head of the shaft. “Ready, baby?” She ran the moist-ened tip over the seam of his ass, flattening the dark spattering of hair there.

His breathless tone reached her. “Yes, Jane. Please.” Gently, she edged inside him. As the flesh-colored toy disappeared into her husband’s body, an overwhelming feeling of power welled within her. The power to make him feel things he’d never felt before. The power to give him what he wanted but had never asked for. He reached back and gripped her hip, drawing her into him harder. Faster. When she sank into him completely, he reared his head back and released a crow of delight.