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his dick into her. The sound of their groins slapping filled the room.
    “Oh...oh yes...that’s so good...so fucking good...your cock feels amazing...” Pleasure pooled in her abdomen and her clit tingled.
    He withdrew and angled his body so his cock slid over her clit, up and down, parting her pussy lips. When she was about to come, he released one wrist, shoved his cock back inside, and pinched her clit.
    “Oh fuck. Oh fucking hell. Fuck me.” Orgasm shook her limbs and her vision darkened.
    He buried his face near her neck, his breathing harsh, and pumped into her quivering cunt until his cum shot out in four hard jerks. With both arms caging her face, he relaxed down until she accepted his weight on her thighs and torso. Soft kisses dotted her neck and jaw line until he reached her mouth. She bit the plump, inviting bud of his lower lip and he nipped her tongue. They both laughed, and he smoothed his thumbs over her cheekbones. He rolled over so she lay snuggled across his chest.
    A new dimension had just been added to their relationship, and warmth overflowed her. They loved each other. And it was real.

Chapter Two
    L uis loitered in the hall outside the room where his best friend and their lover slept in a tangle of limbs in the play room. His dick throbbed and ached, balls tight and heavy with arousal. Ronnie’s hair spread out in a thick red wave over her breasts and shoulders. Gavin’s heavy muscular frame caged her in, his thigh over hers. Her head rested on his bicep and she snuggled back into his torso as she slept.
    She loved him. Loved Gavin. A tiny sliver of jealousy and sadness trickled through him. He assumed the role as the more dominant of her lovers, but his need for her affection ran even deeper than Gavin’s.
    The men had grown up in foster care together. Only had each other for many years. Gavin had tried to warn him about his ex-wife, and he hadn’t listened. He’d tried to convince himself that she’d want to be with both of them eventually. But she never had, and his relationship with Gavin had been part of what tore their marriage apart.
    It was impossible to explain his needs to someone who wasn’t disposed to need it themselves. Ronnie was perfect for both of them, but now he worried she’d decided that her affections lay more deeply with his best friend than with him. Perhaps she enjoyed the ménage, but was growing to realize that for her, she really only needed one man emotionally.
    He’d come down the hall expecting to join in the sex, late from dealing with phone calls from suppliers to his club and his ex-wife’s lawyer. Three years after the divorce was settled, and she was still after his money.
    Witnessing Gavin and Ronnie declaring their feelings froze him outside the door. She’d told him she was falling for him, that she loved him, and he’d thought that real love was growing between them as they grew to know one another better, but now he wondered how deep her feelings really went. Pain lanced his chest and he hung his head. If his friend had found the right woman, and they would share with him, even on the periphery of their life, he’d settle for that.
    Instead of climbing into the bed and cuddling Ronnie from the front like he wanted, he spun and returned to his room to get dressed. His erection deflated as he strode away. This was their moment and he didn’t think he should intrude.
    He rifled through his dresser and tugged on a pair of shorts and socks. On his way to the basement workout room he made a protein shake and slipped on his trainers. A good session beating the crap out of a heavy bag and a run on the treadmill might help him lose some of his irritation with his liquor suppliers and the sense of loss settled into his gut.
    The red leather bag swung as he pounded on it, so he moved around it, light on his feet. When he couldn’t lift his arms for even a light jab, he got on the treadmill and jogged four miles. The protein shake went down the way it