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Distracted, his hand slowed and his fingers tightened. I wasn t paying attention. I
was doing the backstroke and lost track of where I was.
Shelley took over for him, pumping his cock in long, loving strokes, watching the
moisture seep from his cock head and coat his hood in a thin glaze, watching until his
legs stretched and stiffened. A sharp snort of surprise was on his rugged, curving lips
as he watched his ejaculate explode in a thick wash that surged into the air and
splattered down to coat his long fingers.
Afterward, he thumbed his wet slit for a few seconds before he lifted Shelley s hand
in his sticky grip, sliding his fingers over hers, rubbing his cum into her flesh then
pulling her hand to his mouth and kissing her damp fingers.
She drew through her nostrils the scent of his release on her skin. Without thinking,
she touched her lips to his shining knuckles. His eyes warmed to sunlit skies as her gaze
met his. They sat together on the bed, their kiss separated by their knotted hands, their
fingers twined together and slick with Rob s cum. Shelley turned her face with a sigh,
rubbing her cheek against the uneven ridge of his knuckles.
Shelley was trying to be good. But it was hard. She wanted his wet cock head
dragging against her belly, cuddled against the curve of her stomach as he rubbed his
cum into her flesh. She wanted him ejaculating as he pounded against her cervix,
emptying inside her as he flogged her inside out.
Rob took a breath. Shelley?
Her eyes drifted closed as she murmured, Mm-hmm?
Thank you.
She smiled wryly and sighed. You d better get that wrist wrapped up.
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Madison Hayes
Chapter Six
As Rob s story progressed and the weeks passed, it became more and more difficult
for Shelley to resist the attraction she felt for her new employer. And the work didn t
exactly help. Because even though Rob was supposed to be writing a contemporary
suspense, every time he sat down in his office the story somehow took off on its own,
gradually evolving into something else. And that something else had a lot of sex in it. A
lot of sex. It seemed that the amount of sex Rob dictated increased daily.
Rob was getting frustrated because the story wasn t going the way he d hoped. And
while he was getting that kind of frustrated, Shelley was getting sexually frustrated.
The more sex Rob dictated, the more aroused she got to the point where she was
ready to cross the room, tear his clothes off him and climb onto his cock, married or not.
It wasn t fair, she complained to herself silently. Her eyes flicked to the right corner
of her computer monitor. It was after midnight, she noted as Rob dictated:
Both men reached her at the same time and Candy trembled as they clutched her
naked body between them. She knew what was going to happen next. She knew it
wasn t the sort of thing her mother would understand or even her sisters for that
matter. She knew this wasn t the sort of relationship that would lead to marriage or any
sort of happily-ever-after. But she knew just as certainly that she was going to let it
happen. Because after what had just gone down outside the warehouse, she wanted
them. Both of them. She wanted Ashton at her back, rocking his shaft against the cleft of
her ass while Trace rubbed his cock over the mound of her pussy. She d seen how
they d both fought to save her. How they d thrown themselves into the line of fire and
only just escaped with their lives. They were a team and she wouldn t split them up,
even if she wanted to.
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Miss August
Ashton s hands were beneath her breasts, lifting them, the broad pads of his
thumbs brushing across her nipples. She s all right, Trace, Ashton soothed his partner.
Trace s hands were shaking, his fingers biting into her hips where he clutched her,
pulling her against the hard swell of his erection.
Trace broke away, moving toward the door, throwing the bolt then prowling the
large warehouse, glowering into dark corners and peering down long aisles as he
secured their surroundings.
As Candy watched him hungrily, she was scarcely aware of Ashton s hands on her
trembling body. Get on your hands and knees, he commanded in a low, husky voice.
Trace will want to fuck your mouth while I take you from behind. From this exchange,
Candy could tell that this wasn t the first time these two men had shared a woman.
There would be no awkwardness between them. For some reason the idea made her
heart hurt. What she offered as something rare and special, the men would take and
consume without thought, adding her to their list of conquests. In a year she d be
nothing more to them than a watered-down memory. She shivered, her legs weak as
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