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Authors: Lissa Matthews
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interested in having fun were her style, and Cort was anything but. He might have been that way at one time in his life, but it didn't appear he was anymore.
"I can do the work on your place and we can have minimal contact, or..." He finished off his beer. "Or we can have sex, fuck like a couple of bunnies to get it out of our system, and then I can do the work on your place without this attraction hanging over our heads." He leaned close.
"You told me in the woods to let you know. Well, I am. I'm hard. I feel out of control. I want to sink into you again, to reacquaint myself with the feel of you under me. I want to know if it's still there, still as real as it seems. I want to impress myself on your brain and body that no matter what happens in the future, that no matter who you're with, you see and feel me. I want to ruin you for any other man, Blue.”
“Doesn't seem to be the way to get it out of our system, though.”
“True. Maybe it's just that I need you out of mine.”
Blue searched his eyes for any hint of his being insincere, but she saw nothing other than the lust she knew must be mirrored in her own gaze. She licked her lips and tried to find her voice, the one that was steady and strong and sure. "Is that what I did to you, Cort? Did I ruin you for other women?"
She winked and smiled a slow, sultry smile at his gaping expression, at the flare of heat she saw surge.
Checkmate.
She was drunk. She'd emptied the one bottle of wine she had on the deck and was trying her damnedest to open a second one, only she couldn't get the opener lined up right.
Cort had been watching her on and off, honestly more on, while catching up with what had been going on in both Buck and Decker's lives over the last year. The three of them were never out of touch for long, and Cort was amazed at all his two friends had gone through. Neither were like him in the relationship department, meaning neither avoided relationships if they came along, but the fact that both had found solid, real relationships, found real love and mutual kinks surprised him. He wasn't quite sure why, but it did. It took a pretty big helping hand of fate and luck to land with just the right woman.
That thought had his gaze straying to Blue again.
Buck and Decker hadn't gone looking for the relationships they'd found, but neither balked at them either. Cort on the other hand was stretched tight from his throat to his dick with every thought of Blue. She made him want to runaway far and fast. She also made him want run toward her as fast as he could too.
"Maybe you should go help her."
Cort turned his head. Neil. He didn't know what to think about the other man. He was Blue's ex-lover, but then again, so was Cort. Not that he had anything against Neil either. He didn't know him and given Blue and Cort's history, or lack thereof, there was no basis for jealousy. All the same time, he wanted nothing more than to beat the hell out of Neil for ever having touched Blue. "And just what do you think I should help her do?"
"Well, for starters, you could try to keep her from hurting herself. She looks about ready to do battle with the opener."
Cort refocused his attention on the woman at hand. He nearly laughed out loud at the face she was making, part curiosity, part frustration. Neil was right. "Why don't you go help her?"
"Because it's not me she wants."
"So? I don't see how that makes a difference."
Neil laughed and gave Cort the once up and down glance. "Trust me, it does."
He looked between Blue and Neil for a minute before nodding. Against his better judgment, Cort took a step in her direction. Rosie had done the same, and they both stopped in the middle of the room, staring at one another. She suddenly smiled and quickly turned around and headed back to where she'd come from, leaving him to rescue either the wine opener or Blue. He wasn't sure how he felt about all this or which one he intended to rescue from harm.
And, everyone seemed to
"I can do the work on your place and we can have minimal contact, or..." He finished off his beer. "Or we can have sex, fuck like a couple of bunnies to get it out of our system, and then I can do the work on your place without this attraction hanging over our heads." He leaned close.
"You told me in the woods to let you know. Well, I am. I'm hard. I feel out of control. I want to sink into you again, to reacquaint myself with the feel of you under me. I want to know if it's still there, still as real as it seems. I want to impress myself on your brain and body that no matter what happens in the future, that no matter who you're with, you see and feel me. I want to ruin you for any other man, Blue.”
“Doesn't seem to be the way to get it out of our system, though.”
“True. Maybe it's just that I need you out of mine.”
Blue searched his eyes for any hint of his being insincere, but she saw nothing other than the lust she knew must be mirrored in her own gaze. She licked her lips and tried to find her voice, the one that was steady and strong and sure. "Is that what I did to you, Cort? Did I ruin you for other women?"
She winked and smiled a slow, sultry smile at his gaping expression, at the flare of heat she saw surge.
Checkmate.
She was drunk. She'd emptied the one bottle of wine she had on the deck and was trying her damnedest to open a second one, only she couldn't get the opener lined up right.
Cort had been watching her on and off, honestly more on, while catching up with what had been going on in both Buck and Decker's lives over the last year. The three of them were never out of touch for long, and Cort was amazed at all his two friends had gone through. Neither were like him in the relationship department, meaning neither avoided relationships if they came along, but the fact that both had found solid, real relationships, found real love and mutual kinks surprised him. He wasn't quite sure why, but it did. It took a pretty big helping hand of fate and luck to land with just the right woman.
That thought had his gaze straying to Blue again.
Buck and Decker hadn't gone looking for the relationships they'd found, but neither balked at them either. Cort on the other hand was stretched tight from his throat to his dick with every thought of Blue. She made him want to runaway far and fast. She also made him want run toward her as fast as he could too.
"Maybe you should go help her."
Cort turned his head. Neil. He didn't know what to think about the other man. He was Blue's ex-lover, but then again, so was Cort. Not that he had anything against Neil either. He didn't know him and given Blue and Cort's history, or lack thereof, there was no basis for jealousy. All the same time, he wanted nothing more than to beat the hell out of Neil for ever having touched Blue. "And just what do you think I should help her do?"
"Well, for starters, you could try to keep her from hurting herself. She looks about ready to do battle with the opener."
Cort refocused his attention on the woman at hand. He nearly laughed out loud at the face she was making, part curiosity, part frustration. Neil was right. "Why don't you go help her?"
"Because it's not me she wants."
"So? I don't see how that makes a difference."
Neil laughed and gave Cort the once up and down glance. "Trust me, it does."
He looked between Blue and Neil for a minute before nodding. Against his better judgment, Cort took a step in her direction. Rosie had done the same, and they both stopped in the middle of the room, staring at one another. She suddenly smiled and quickly turned around and headed back to where she'd come from, leaving him to rescue either the wine opener or Blue. He wasn't sure how he felt about all this or which one he intended to rescue from harm.
And, everyone seemed to
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