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down, angel. You can trust me to take care of you.”
Lucy stared into a pair of the bluest eyes she’d ever seen. She’d once thought Rand wore colored contacts because the shade of his eyes just seemed too unreal. It hadn’t taken her long to discover that every part of Rand was the real deal. There wasn’t a single thing phony or fake about him.
She looked over at Trey, who stood to the side holding out a glass filled with the sweet, potent mixture. She surrendered. Lucy took the glass from his hands and smiled. “Fine. But if I get tipsy, it’s all your fault.”
“I’ll take full blame if you start dancing on the kitchen table.” Lucy laughed, feeling light and free for the fist time in months.
She’d been so wrapped up in worries about the future, interning for George, and wondering if she’d ever get Rand to say the three words she most craved to hear, I love you , that she hadn’t been having any fun. It was time to shuck all the stress. Tonight she aimed to enjoy herself.
“I rented a few movies,” Trey announced as they left the kitchen and entered the living room. He leaned down and grabbed two DVDs off the end table and handed them to Rand. “I hope you two like romantic comedies.”
Lucy turned off the kitchen light, which only left the small table lamp illuminating the room. As she took the DVDs out of Rand’s hands she realized she’d already seen one with a friend from school, but the other was new.
“Good choices,” she said as she took the one she hadn’t seen out of the box and put it in the player.
Rand picked up the remote and shot Trey an annoyed glare.
“Dude, romantic comedies? Was all the good shit taken or what?” Lucy smacked Rand on the arm. “It won’t hurt you to watch something that doesn’t involve blood and violence for once.” Rand rolled his eyes and plopped onto one end of the couch, Trey sat at the other end, which forced Lucy to sit in the middle.
She took another fortifying sip of her margarita and let Rand pull her in close to his side. He wrapped an arm around her and pushed play on the remote. The movie started and they all fell silent.
Halfway into the movie, Lucy realized she’d caught maybe two minutes of it, and that was being generous. She’d been too dis-tracted by Rand, or more specifically Rand’s hands. He had one flattened high on her jean-covered thigh, and the other massaged her nape. She looked over at Trey and realized he wasn’t watching the movie. He was watching her.
Rand’s fingers inched higher, nearly grazing her mound. Her temperature spiked and she grabbed his hand to hold it still.
He leaned close to her ear, licked the sensitive shell, then whispered, “Let me play, angel.”
She swiveled her head.
“We have company.”
Rand’s gaze burned into hers. “I know.”
Huh? He wanted Trey to watch? “I’m not okay with this,” she said, though her words lacked conviction. She meant to sound more forceful. Instead she sounded turned on.
“You sure about that?” Rand slid his palm higher, cupping her possessively. Her pussy flooded with heat as he started to stroke her clitoris through her jeans.
Lucy turned and looked at Trey. He leaned against the arm of the couch, facing them, his hands clenched into tight fists as if attempting to hold himself back. It wasn’t the large erection she could see pressing against the fly of Trey’s jeans that made her give Rand’s hand free rein. It wasn’t even the intensity in Trey’s dark eyes as he stared at her as if he wanted to devour her whole. It was her own desires. She’d fantasized about both men taking her at once. She’d never dreamed it would ever happen, but here was her chance to taste the forbidden. Once in her life, every woman was given the chance to toss caution to the wind. This was her chance.
She was damned well going to take it.
She let her legs drop open, giving Rand a green light. Staring into his eyes, she saw surprise and hunger.
He kept
Lucy stared into a pair of the bluest eyes she’d ever seen. She’d once thought Rand wore colored contacts because the shade of his eyes just seemed too unreal. It hadn’t taken her long to discover that every part of Rand was the real deal. There wasn’t a single thing phony or fake about him.
She looked over at Trey, who stood to the side holding out a glass filled with the sweet, potent mixture. She surrendered. Lucy took the glass from his hands and smiled. “Fine. But if I get tipsy, it’s all your fault.”
“I’ll take full blame if you start dancing on the kitchen table.” Lucy laughed, feeling light and free for the fist time in months.
She’d been so wrapped up in worries about the future, interning for George, and wondering if she’d ever get Rand to say the three words she most craved to hear, I love you , that she hadn’t been having any fun. It was time to shuck all the stress. Tonight she aimed to enjoy herself.
“I rented a few movies,” Trey announced as they left the kitchen and entered the living room. He leaned down and grabbed two DVDs off the end table and handed them to Rand. “I hope you two like romantic comedies.”
Lucy turned off the kitchen light, which only left the small table lamp illuminating the room. As she took the DVDs out of Rand’s hands she realized she’d already seen one with a friend from school, but the other was new.
“Good choices,” she said as she took the one she hadn’t seen out of the box and put it in the player.
Rand picked up the remote and shot Trey an annoyed glare.
“Dude, romantic comedies? Was all the good shit taken or what?” Lucy smacked Rand on the arm. “It won’t hurt you to watch something that doesn’t involve blood and violence for once.” Rand rolled his eyes and plopped onto one end of the couch, Trey sat at the other end, which forced Lucy to sit in the middle.
She took another fortifying sip of her margarita and let Rand pull her in close to his side. He wrapped an arm around her and pushed play on the remote. The movie started and they all fell silent.
Halfway into the movie, Lucy realized she’d caught maybe two minutes of it, and that was being generous. She’d been too dis-tracted by Rand, or more specifically Rand’s hands. He had one flattened high on her jean-covered thigh, and the other massaged her nape. She looked over at Trey and realized he wasn’t watching the movie. He was watching her.
Rand’s fingers inched higher, nearly grazing her mound. Her temperature spiked and she grabbed his hand to hold it still.
He leaned close to her ear, licked the sensitive shell, then whispered, “Let me play, angel.”
She swiveled her head.
“We have company.”
Rand’s gaze burned into hers. “I know.”
Huh? He wanted Trey to watch? “I’m not okay with this,” she said, though her words lacked conviction. She meant to sound more forceful. Instead she sounded turned on.
“You sure about that?” Rand slid his palm higher, cupping her possessively. Her pussy flooded with heat as he started to stroke her clitoris through her jeans.
Lucy turned and looked at Trey. He leaned against the arm of the couch, facing them, his hands clenched into tight fists as if attempting to hold himself back. It wasn’t the large erection she could see pressing against the fly of Trey’s jeans that made her give Rand’s hand free rein. It wasn’t even the intensity in Trey’s dark eyes as he stared at her as if he wanted to devour her whole. It was her own desires. She’d fantasized about both men taking her at once. She’d never dreamed it would ever happen, but here was her chance to taste the forbidden. Once in her life, every woman was given the chance to toss caution to the wind. This was her chance.
She was damned well going to take it.
She let her legs drop open, giving Rand a green light. Staring into his eyes, she saw surprise and hunger.
He kept
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