Page 19 of A Long Time Coming

Nate slides my dress over my head and tosses it over his shoulder into Alex’s lap, leaving me bare from head to toe. He rests one hand beside me on the coffee table as he bends over again to kiss me. Plucking at my hard nipples with his fingers, he smiles and says, “This is backwards from everything we did on vacation, huh?”

“What do you mean?” Wyatt asks.

“Usually I was the one watching while she fucked somebody else. Now you’re watching me touch my very sexy, very naked wife. I think I like this side of things, too.”

I laugh. “Imagine that.”

Nate shrugs and smiles.

“I do think the scales of nakedness are tipped a bit in our favor though, don’t you?” I ask him before smiling at Wyatt and Alex.

The bigger man is on his feet before I finish the question, popping the button on his jeans and pushing them over his hips. He is, in fact, wearing boxer briefs underneath his pants, and he strokes his cock through the cotton.

“Damn, I’m just a little sad you don’t like the pussy, Wy,” I say with a wink. “That looks rather delicious.”

He barks out a laugh. “Oh, don’t worry. Alex won’t disappoint.”

Glancing at Nate, I do a double take. His focus on Wyatt’s hand stroking himself amuses me. But when Alex rises from the sofa, pulling me to my feet in front of him, I sober immediately.

I’m naked. In a room full of men.

One of which has fucked me every way I can imagine.

One who has no intention of that but wants my husband’s ass.

And one who lights me on fire every time I see him.

Alex stares at me, his fingers dancing over my skin, the warmth of his body seeping into mine while we’re barely touching. While we’ve barely begun.

And I realize in an instant — this is a sure thing.

We’re going to fuck our best friends.

And— fuck. I need to call the damn babysitter.

“Wait,” I say, and a proverbial record screeches in the silence.

Alex drops my hand like it burned him. “I’m sorry,” he says.

“No. No, Alex. It’s not this,” I say, making circles parallel to the floor with my hands. “I just need one minute to take care of something I nearly forgot about.”

“Okay,” Alex says, trying not to look dejected.

I reach up and palm his cheek. “I’ll be right back. I promise.”

He nods as Wyatt says, “Take all the time you need, my love.” He perches on the edge of the sofa as I walk towards the door, completely naked.

I slip from the room and scurry up the back stairs. Grabbing my short lace robe from the back of our closet door, I slip it on and walk to the nightstand to grab my phone. I need to text Claire and see if she can take the kids to Nate’s parents.

I want this. I need this. But I also need zero distractions.

Sliding my thumb along the screen to unlock my phone, I see a slew of messages and notifications.

“Well, that’s a development I didn’t see coming,” I murmur and walk to the landing. “Hey guys?”

The three of them come into view at the bottom stair. Alex is still dressed, Wyatt must have left his pants in the study, and my gorgeous husband’s cock is still out though it’s only half as hard as it was when I left the room.

“Yeah?” Nate answers, staring up at me.

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