pause. “I’m fine. Relaxed, remember?”
Turning onto his side, he propped himself on one elbow. “Why don’t you shift and go for a run while I get supper arranged? Burn off some of that residual energy.”
Her insides jolted. Nathan didn’t know. Nobody knew. And she was planning on keeping it that way.
“Better still,” Nathan said, sliding his fingertip between her breasts, “why don’t we both go?”
Shit . “I’m really not in the mood. I want pizza and sex. That’ll do me fine.”
Thankfully, Nathan rarely asked her to run with him. When he had, she’d always managed to get his mind off it by flashing her body at him. Now, she stretched languidly, pushing her breasts up toward his wandering hand.
“You’ve got sex on the brain right now,” he said, toying with her nipple. “Still want to experiment?”
“What did you have in mind?” She’d try anything once, especially if it got his mind off shifting and running together.
“I can set it up. A threesome.”
She threw her hands over her eyes. “Hell. Not that again.”
“So you’re saying you’re over it? No longer want to try it on for size?”
Despite what had happened last night, she couldn’t quite bring herself to deny she wasn’t still curious. “Didn’t say that.” She lowered her hands. “You’ve done it before; what’s it like?”
Still toying with her nipple, Nathan pursed his lips. “Intense. When it’s done properly.”
Intrigued, she tilted her head. “How do you mean, when it’s done properly?”
“The dynamics have to be right. Everyone needs to respect certain boundaries, expectations. If they don’t, it can be a disaster.”
“Has it ever been a disaster for you?”
He shook his head. “But then I’ve always gone in with someone I respect and trust. To my way of thinking, you can’t put a woman in that position if you don’t trust the other guy.”
Before she could stop herself Naomi asked the question she knew she shouldn’t. “Who was the other guy?”
He grinned. “Now that would be telling.”
“Oh, come on. You males love to spill. Was it Caleb?”
“Maybe.”
Hell . She couldn’t resist. “Tynan?”
“Same answer.”
His cocky grin infuriated her. Now she was beyond intrigued. “Just how many times have you indulged, exactly?”
“A gentleman never tells.” When she shoved at his shoulder, he laughed. “The thing is,” he said. “If it’s something you want to try, then let me set it up.”
It was almost too tempting to contemplate, but she had a feeling it was best to simply cut her losses in the ménage-indulging stakes. Not that Nathan would let things drop that easily. The gleam in his eye told her as much. So she cocked her head. “With Caleb as third? I don’t think Talia would agree to that.”
“Funny.” He tapped her nose. “I wouldn’t dare ask. Seeing as Caleb won’t let another male so much as breathe near Talia without threatening to slice off his balls.”
“Definitely not wise to ask, then.” She hiked up to sitting, reluctant to contemplate what his next suggestion would be. Or rather, who. “So, let’s get that pizza you promised me.”
He pulled her back down. “How about Ty?”
Double hell . “I’m not his favorite person. And he’s certainly not mine.”
She had no idea if Tynan had told his friends about their liaison almost a decade ago. She certainly hoped not. And from Nathan’s blank expression, it seemed he wasn’t aware that he was poking a stick at a sleeping snake.
“You can trust him to play it safe,” Nathan went on, oblivious to her trembling nerves. “And he’s certainly not the kiss-and-tell type.”
So it would seem. Naomi scrambled up again and reached for one of Nathan’s discarded shirts.
“I’m rapidly going off the idea anyway,” she said, pulling his shirt over her head. “Maybe it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.” She glanced over her shoulder and, seeing Nathan’s sexy grin, raised
Turning onto his side, he propped himself on one elbow. “Why don’t you shift and go for a run while I get supper arranged? Burn off some of that residual energy.”
Her insides jolted. Nathan didn’t know. Nobody knew. And she was planning on keeping it that way.
“Better still,” Nathan said, sliding his fingertip between her breasts, “why don’t we both go?”
Shit . “I’m really not in the mood. I want pizza and sex. That’ll do me fine.”
Thankfully, Nathan rarely asked her to run with him. When he had, she’d always managed to get his mind off it by flashing her body at him. Now, she stretched languidly, pushing her breasts up toward his wandering hand.
“You’ve got sex on the brain right now,” he said, toying with her nipple. “Still want to experiment?”
“What did you have in mind?” She’d try anything once, especially if it got his mind off shifting and running together.
“I can set it up. A threesome.”
She threw her hands over her eyes. “Hell. Not that again.”
“So you’re saying you’re over it? No longer want to try it on for size?”
Despite what had happened last night, she couldn’t quite bring herself to deny she wasn’t still curious. “Didn’t say that.” She lowered her hands. “You’ve done it before; what’s it like?”
Still toying with her nipple, Nathan pursed his lips. “Intense. When it’s done properly.”
Intrigued, she tilted her head. “How do you mean, when it’s done properly?”
“The dynamics have to be right. Everyone needs to respect certain boundaries, expectations. If they don’t, it can be a disaster.”
“Has it ever been a disaster for you?”
He shook his head. “But then I’ve always gone in with someone I respect and trust. To my way of thinking, you can’t put a woman in that position if you don’t trust the other guy.”
Before she could stop herself Naomi asked the question she knew she shouldn’t. “Who was the other guy?”
He grinned. “Now that would be telling.”
“Oh, come on. You males love to spill. Was it Caleb?”
“Maybe.”
Hell . She couldn’t resist. “Tynan?”
“Same answer.”
His cocky grin infuriated her. Now she was beyond intrigued. “Just how many times have you indulged, exactly?”
“A gentleman never tells.” When she shoved at his shoulder, he laughed. “The thing is,” he said. “If it’s something you want to try, then let me set it up.”
It was almost too tempting to contemplate, but she had a feeling it was best to simply cut her losses in the ménage-indulging stakes. Not that Nathan would let things drop that easily. The gleam in his eye told her as much. So she cocked her head. “With Caleb as third? I don’t think Talia would agree to that.”
“Funny.” He tapped her nose. “I wouldn’t dare ask. Seeing as Caleb won’t let another male so much as breathe near Talia without threatening to slice off his balls.”
“Definitely not wise to ask, then.” She hiked up to sitting, reluctant to contemplate what his next suggestion would be. Or rather, who. “So, let’s get that pizza you promised me.”
He pulled her back down. “How about Ty?”
Double hell . “I’m not his favorite person. And he’s certainly not mine.”
She had no idea if Tynan had told his friends about their liaison almost a decade ago. She certainly hoped not. And from Nathan’s blank expression, it seemed he wasn’t aware that he was poking a stick at a sleeping snake.
“You can trust him to play it safe,” Nathan went on, oblivious to her trembling nerves. “And he’s certainly not the kiss-and-tell type.”
So it would seem. Naomi scrambled up again and reached for one of Nathan’s discarded shirts.
“I’m rapidly going off the idea anyway,” she said, pulling his shirt over her head. “Maybe it’s not all it’s cracked up to be.” She glanced over her shoulder and, seeing Nathan’s sexy grin, raised
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