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“Of course. Do you want me to call in to classes and stay with you today?” His voice sounded a bit off.

I leaned up onto an elbow and his fingertips reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear as they so often did. “No. I’m fine. Truly. My neck is just sore, and I’d like to have someoneclean the place before I go back.”

His expression darkened, but he nodded, and I curled back up against him.

He left for class soon after we wokeas he usually did, and I spent the day tending to the garden. When he came home that night, he informed me he’d excused himself from Friday’s classes, and we spent a blissful three days in one another’s arms. He was quieter than normal that weekend. When I asked what was wrong, he'd tell me that he was fine, but he stayed closer to me than usual, often following when I left the room. I couldn’t blame him. I didn’t want to imagine what it would have been like to walk in and see him lying on that bed. Though apart of me couldn’t help but wonder if it was more than that. It was one thing for him to theoretically know what I did behind closed doors, and another for him to have walked in and seen me inside of someone else. I wasn’t sure how to ask if that was bothering him, or if it was simply the trauma of seeing me hurt that had him a bit off, so I left it alone for the time being.

Chapter 11

Ash

When we walked into the office Tuesday afternoon, it was clean, and everything was in order. I’d hired a service to come in and overhaul the placeand it appeared as if nothing out of the ordinary had ever happened. It was surreal to walk through the bedroom and change into myrobe. It felt as if the whole thing had been a dream.

I’d deliberately scheduled Casey as my first client this week and Jesse and I sat on the couch with tea as we waited for him. He entered without knocking as he always did. After all, this was a business, and he was expected. He looked nervous as he made his way over and settled in a wingback opposite us. I smiled kindly and handed him a cup of tea. His eyes never left my neck which currently wore various shades of black and purple.

“It’s that bad huh?” I questioned.

“Are you really ok?” he asked gently. “We can reschedule.”

“Honestly. I’m just fine. I’m happy to be here and see you today.”

“It’s a bit strange now, knowing you two are a couple, to have tea with you and then take you into the bedroom with Jesse out here.” Casey cringed a little as he spoke.

I had been afraid of that. “We’ve been together for more than a year now. Jess knows very well what goes on. He’s the one who changes the sheets after all.”

Although I reassured Casey that Jesse was ok knowing the intimate details of my time with others, for the thousandth time since the incident I wondered if that was actuallystill true. Had we made it this far only for me to lose him now? Would this finally be the tipping point? Would seeing me naked and under another man finally make him understand that I wasn’t good enough for him?

Casey chuckled. “That'sa bit of a relief. I really didn’t want to have to give you up.”

I set down my mug. “Shall we then?” I gestured to the door.

He nodded and took one more drink as we all stood. Jesse held out his hand with a gentle smile and Casey handed him his cup.

Casey stood, staring at the bed, as I shut the doors. Jesse had done the same thing when we’d first arrived. It was strange to me that they were both having a harder time being back here than I was. I suppose I hadn’t had to walk in on one of them in that situation though. I dropped my robe and stepped behind him, pressing tightly against his back.

“The bed is a more interesting sight than I am?”

He turned to face me, looking me up and down deliberately. “Definitely not.”

I grinned and whispered against his lips. “Good.”

I wasted no time removing his clothes and leading him to the bed. He wanted the same thing he always did, and he crawled onto all fours without hesitation. I took my time, trailing my lips along the small of his back and the top of his ass, knowing how much he loved it.

As I’d never been one for rough sex, I’d never given him exactly what he wanted from me. I always took a bit more time than he wanted, careful not to hurt him even though I knew he wanted to be taken quick and hard. I felt more comfortable with him todaythan I had in the past.

Our relationship had shifted, and he was more than my client now. He was my friend. I wanted to give him exactly what he wanted, and Itrusted he’d say something if it turned out he’d been wrong about his desires all this time.

I slipped on a condom and worked some lube into his tight opening without slipping a finger into him as my lips played against his back. As I knelt behind him and rubbed my swollen head lightly along his crack he moaned and spread his legs further, pressing his ass back toward me and letting his face fall into the pillows. I lined up and held his hips tightly in place as I pressed gently; just enough to part his opening, but not enough to penetrate him. He whimpered and tried to press back, but I wouldn't allow it. Letting my fingers dig into his skin, I leaned forward once more and pressed my lips to the skin just above his ass before kneeling upright.

In one fast, hard move I pulled his hips back toward mine as I thrust forward, burying myself in his body in an instant. His cry into the pillow was shockingly loud, and his body tensed and trembled; his fingers clutching desperately at the sheets. I ignored his cry, and as quickly I as had thrust into him, I pulled out only to thrust again, pulling his hips to mine. Again. Again.

His knees threatened to give out, and his cries were never-ending. His body shuddered in pleasure and his fingers opened and closed, grasping desperately at anything in their reach.

After a few hard thrusts I settled deep inside of him, leaningin to trail my tongue along his spine. Wrapping my arm around his waist, I took his cock gently in my palm and stroked him slowly. Allowing his body to find its way back from the overwhelming barrage of sensations he had just experienced.

Slowly his trembling diminished, and he moved to kneel upright. He curledan arm back behind my head and turned his neck so thatmouth could findmine for a brief movement. He’d never done that before.

As he fell back to his forearms in front of me, he nodded, and I took hold of his hips once more. I pulled completely from him and thrust back in a bit gentler than before until I found a smooth motion of long deep strokes;allowing his pleasure to steadily build. His fingers began to clutch at the sheets again, and his moans grew louder. With one final cry he shuddered his release against the sheets, and I allowed myself to join him as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the rhythmic tightening of his ass around my slick, hard cock.

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