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With her shirt abandoned, Margot cupped Jane’s perky breasts.

The other woman’s nipples swelled like hard jewels against her palms.

She rubbed them lightly, moving in circular motions. Jane’s full, pink lips fell open and her breath came in short rasps. Spurred on by her lover’s reaction, Margot dipped her mouth to one straining bud, taking it onto her tongue.

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Jane sank her fingers into Margot’s hair, twisting and tugging lightly. The pull on her scalp sent shivers of gooseflesh over her skin.

The heat in her body built to new heights. Ethan dropped to his knees in between them and made quick work of stripping off Jane’s lounge pants and lace thong, and Margot’s panties.

Then he ran a hand up each of their inner thighs to the V of their legs.Jane leaned in and captured Margot’s mouth with a gasp. Ethan slid an arm around Margot’s ass and drew her pussy into his face. Her knees almost buckled. Bolts of electricity raced through her veins. He flipped his searing tongue lazily over her mound, and down the crest to her aching nubbin.

As he delivered a big, openmouthed kiss to her needy spot, she realized from Jane’s moans that he was fingering her. With one hand, he caressed Margot’s breasts as he lapped at her pussy. Too well, she recalled moments when both lovers worked over her until she was screaming for release. She couldn’t fathom what an extra pair of hands and a mouth would do to her if Danny were to join them.

Ethan fucked her with the point of his tongue until her thigh muscles quivered. Jane removed Margot’s dress, leaving her completely bare to them. Margot stroked Jane’s nipples, concentrating on the heat growing in her core.

Suddenly, Ethan left her, replacing his mouth with his adept hand.

Jane released a broken cry as he buried his face in her hot snatch.

Margot rocked her hips into his hand. He dipped two fingers into her honey hole and pulsed them against her G-spot. With passion driving her, she captured the tip of Jane’s breast in her mouth and suckled.

“Oh, God.” Jane’s harsh whisper filled the room, along with Ethan’s quiet moans of pleasure. He loved licking their pussies.

In a flash, he had moved from between them. He gained his feet in one fluid movement, grabbed them, and guided them until they were lying across the mattress. He positioned her on her back, and then with a series of swift movements, stretched Jane atop her, both lying on their backs.

The feel of Jane’s perfect, round ass against her pussy threatened to send her over the edge. Margot sank her teeth into the soft spot on the side of her nape even as Ethan pressed her thighs apart. He did the same for his wife, until both were spread to his attentions, Jane’s pussy atop hers.

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Ethan dipped his dark head. And Margot stopped breathing. His tongue raced over Jane’s slit, down to hers. They started to grind, their hip movements begging for more. It wasn’t going to take long for Margot to explode—she’d spent weeks dreaming of this moment.

His tongue worked over their needy folds. Margot grasped Jane’s breasts, capturing her nipples between her fingers and twisting them.

The soft, wild noises were bursting from Jane’s chest, and Margot knew she was on the edge. The memory of Jane’s delectable clit pulsating on her tongue drove her over the cliff of bliss.

She ruptured with a cry of delight, too late remembering she should temper her voice to keep from waking the Miller children. As she came, Ethan gave her his full attentions, lapping her throbbing love pearl, then gliding his tongue down her slick seam to her soaking hole. He gathered her juices while fingering Jane’s pussy.

“Get her...off,” Margot said with a pant. “Lick her pussy.” Immediately, his mouth left her, to be replaced by his fingers. He slowly stroked her hypersensitive flesh, his face buried in his wife’s engorged sex. Margot strummed Jane’s nipples. Felt her tighten. A desperate quake washed through her lover.

And then her rasping cry filled the room. A smile spread over Margot’s face. Knowing this beauty was coming apart in her arms did things to her heart. Emotion welled inside her and spread through her still-trembling limbs. She wrapped her arms around Jane and held her as the waves of ecstasy crashed over her.

As they came down together, Ethan’s tongue returned to Margot’s clit. He pressed the hood back with the point of his tongue and applied the barest pressure to her core. Enough to send need sparking again.

Excitement made her give a small laugh. This exhilarating feeling was going to last all night if she could help it. To hell with getting a full night’s sleep. She often worked double shifts at the hospital without a wink of sleep and managed to stay on her game. One night in the arms of the Millers was worth a little sleep deprivation.

Jane was still quivering atop her. Tenderly, Ethan pulled them apart. At once, Margot used the flat of her palm to press Ethan down.

Jane crushed her mouth to his as Margot went down on him.

Gripping the root of his cock, she drew the purple head to her lips. It felt like velvet steel beneath her hand. His balls drew up tight against his body. She lashed them to his body with one hand, ply-ing the seam gently with her thumb. The dark, musky scents of him 34

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filled her nose as she sucked his cock into her mouth. Her lips met the springy cushion of his black pubic hair. It caressed her nose and drove new desire into her.

“Oh, God.” He growled. A feral, untamed growl of a man in the throes of bliss. He clamped his hands upon the sides of her face, and he pressed her down harder, urging her to suck it into the back of her throat.

Margot took it all, tasting the first small droplets of his salty cum on the back of her tongue.

She glanced up to see Jane’s sharp, little, white teeth biting at his nipples, stretching them taut and releasing them. Then she kissed a path down his sculpted abs. Her peachy soft cheek brushed against Margot’s. Then she flicked her tongue over the corner of Margot’s mouth, over the bulging cock in her mouth.

A haze of need settled over Margot once more. She was reluctant to give up the divine suction on Ethan’s enormous erection, but it was only right to share. With a soft
pop,
she released it.

In one big gulp, Jane devoured him. His hips lifted off the bed, fucking his wife’s face. Margot poked her tongue into Jane’s mouth, between her silky lips and Ethan’s velvety flesh.

“Enough.” His primitive grunt broke through her haze of desire.

He dragged them up his body and seated Margot atop him, straddling his hips. “I’ve gotta get inside you before I blow. I want to spray your walls with my load. Jane, give me your pussy again. I’ll never get enough of licking it.”

Jane knelt over his mouth, facing Margot. Immediately, they reached for one another, their lips meeting with impassioned need.

Jane’s fingers worked through Margot’s hair as they kissed and rode the man they both loved.

Margot tore away from the kiss, concentrating on the inner workings of her body once more. The blaze of heat had her in its devilish snare. Her breasts ached. Her pussy throbbed around his big cock.

And the sight of his strong jaw working against Jane’s sex and her juices washing down his rough jaw titillated her.

He tensed, his belly muscles rippling as she sank onto his pole again and again. With a cry against his wife’s inner thigh, he burst.

Cum spurted deep into her womb and set off the alarm bells of release in her. In a blind haze of pleasure, she reached for Jane’s breasts, cling-ing to them, twisting her nipples and begging her to come for the ride.

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“God, Ethan, I’m...bursting on you. Jane, baby. Come on. Come with us.”

When Jane issued a faint cry, Margot let her body go limp in Ethan’s hold. He gripped her tightly to him with one arm while continuing to lap at his wife’s love cavern. After a long minute, Jane gave an all over shudder, and collapsed to the bed beside him.

“Come here, you beautiful woman,” she whispered, drawing Margot down atop them both.

Perspiration trickled down the small of Margot’s back. The cool air kissed it. It felt so good compared to her burning skin.

Jane stroked her nails lightly down Margot’s spine. “I’ve missed this.”Her smile spread against Jane’s shoulder. She kissed it lightly.

“Me too. Now if Danny’s the one—and I think he is—I just have to get him to accept this situation.”

“If he’s the right one, he will.” Ethan’s voice took on a harsh tone.

Margot met his dark blue gaze. “I know. Don’t worry. I won’t let anyone get between us. You were mine first, and I’m not willing to give you up.”

A slight shiver ran through Ethan, then Jane, almost as if they shared the same flesh. And in some ways, they did. As she nuzzled her lovers, she imagined having the same link with Danny. She imagined laying four abreast, glistening bodies throbbing from their releases.

She imagined the love four people could share rather than three.

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Danny spun his strong arms about Margot’s waist, bringing her against his hard chest. As he nuzzled her throat, his musky scent and the light notes of his cologne played through her head. After a fabulous meal of grilled steak, lobster, and corn on the cob, her stomach was satisfied. But her body was far from it.

Two months of intense kissing sessions, groping, and even some oral sex, and she and Danny still hadn’t rounded third base. She was beginning to feel desperate for the deeper caress their joining would give her because it also meant he’d have given his heart. When she’d practically begged him to make love to her a week ago, he’d turned her down with the utmost gentleness, saying he never slept with someone he didn’t love.

She saw changes in him that told her he might be coming to terms with some internal struggle. Wishing he’d let her in did no good. He was a rugged, six-foot-tall walking enigma.

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“When do you need to pick up the twins?” His voice rumbled against the side of her neck, raising the hair on her arms and sending a shock between her thighs.

As if sensing this, one big hand caressed the curve of her ass, which was barely covered by a pair of cutoff denim shorts. Her black tank top clung to the moisture between her breasts and the small of her back, where trickles of perspiration had wet the fabric from the hot summer day.

Stars dotted the night, and she leaned against the deck railing, watching the moon ascend into the jeweled sky. An ache grew within her. He was a pure gentleman, but she didn’t want that. Not now. She wanted him to knot her long hair around his fist, yank her head back, and ravage her while whispering love words.

“Mom is keeping the girls all night. I told her...well, I told her I might not be home.” She hoped her not-so-subtle hint didn’t turn him off. He fell still, lips pausing beneath her ear. His hand convulsed on her hip, digging into the spot above her hipbone that drove her wild.

Her hips gave an involuntary jerk, bringing her ass flush against his arousal.

Slowly, he turned her into his arms. “Margot. Are you saying what I think you are?”

She tipped her face up to his, studying his features in the moon-light. A crease appeared between his long, straight brows, but his gaze was hot. Scalding.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly. “Don’t you realize how badly I want to be with you?”

He made a sound in his chest—a groan that was almost pain. His grip on her hips hardened, until his fingers dug into her bones deliciously. “Baby, I’ve been fighting it, trying to hold off, but hearing you say that you want me...Damn, I don’t know if I can stop myself.” With that, he crushed her to him. Mashing his lips down upon hers with a possessiveness that tore through her heart and made it sing with joy. Sweet heat climbed the walls of her soul. She parted her lips beneath his, and drank in his masculine flavor.

He shifted to his other foot, taking the pressure off his injured leg.

Suddenly, he swept her up, one muscled arm around her back, one beneath her legs.

“Danny, no, you can’t. The weight—”

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“Quiet, love. I’ll do what I want with my woman. And right now, I’m going to carry her into the house and lay her down on my big bed and make love to her. Claim her.”

His hot words lashed her mind like caresses from a leather whip.

A tremble started inside her, and soon, she was shaking in his arms.

As he navigated the deck with her in his hold, she was painfully aware of every hitching step that meant his leg hurt. And she was achingly aware of the fact that he’d called her “love.” They made their way through the cramped but cozy house to his bedroom. She’d seen his space before. It was a bachelor’s room at best, lacking the personal touches a woman could give it. The tall dresser bore the only personal items in the room. A spattering of photographs in simple frames was lined up there. She hadn’t asked who the people were, but she guessed the man in the soldier’s uniform was one of the friends he’d lost.

Tenderly, he laid her upon the dark green duvet and stretched atop her. The flex of his arms over her turned her insides to mush.

And the scorching expression in his eyes sent her heart tripping out of control.

“Margot, there are things to be said first, before I take your body.” His rough voice ratcheted up her need. He smoothed her dark locks over her shoulders, searching her face as if he’d never seen her before.

“Danny, my feelings for you run deep. I know it’s been a short time, but I feel like I’ve known you forever. We’re kindred souls. The same kind of people.”

He nodded and his nose brushed hers. “I know. When I saw you in that ER, I thought I’d fallen into a dream. You are kind and giving, caring...and a fantastic mother.”

Last week she’d finally introduced him to her daughters, reason-ing that if she cared so much for him, it was time her kids were brought into the circle of light. He had been attentive with them, and the four of them had ended up playing a rousing game of baseball, complete with ghost runners on bases to replace the missing number of players.