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He ran his fingers through her hair as I started moving inside Lauren slowly, then he gripped a handful of it as she descended on his crotch once more. When Lauren moaned around his cock, I took that as a sign that she was ready for more of me and sped up my thrusts. I reached for her swaying breasts, keeping them imprisoned in my palms as I moved in and out of her, each thrust heightening the fever consuming my entire body. Then as I felt it reaching its peak, I paused and reached beneath me to find Lauren’s clit, wanting her to feel the same way I did.

She tried to swat my hand away, but Wade grabbed her hand and sucked on her fingers. I stroked her a few more times before resuming my thrusts, this time at a faster pace, an urgent pace. I was losing control, the ecstasy taking over. When it did, I pulled out and released all of my pent-up heat and frustration over Lauren’s back, which arched as her whole body tensed, breaking into shudders afterward. Then she went still just like me, only Wade moving. He gripped the back of Lauren’s head with both hands as he threw his own against the wall, hissing and groaning. Then he, too, became still and silent except for his gasps for air.

Lauren lifted her head, and as soon as I pulled out of her, she lay down on her back on the sheets, smearing them with my cum. The same milky substance trickled out of the corner of her mouth as she opened it to speak.

“Are we done?”

The sight made me hard again, and this time, now that I’d gotten rid of my impatience, I knew I could last longer.

No. I was going to.

I glanced at Wade, then stroked Lauren’s cheek as I spoke in a hoarse whisper. “We’re just getting started.”

Chapter Fifteen

Jake

Where was everyone?

I looked around as I took off my shoes in the foyer. There was only one light on, the one above the kitchen counter. The one on the patio was off, too, and that was always on in the evenings. And it was quiet. Deafeningly so.

Had everyone gone out? Even Lauren?

I had hoped to see her, to apologize to her. No matter what reasons I had for turning my back on her after we had sex, I realized I had acted like a jerk, and that was not who I really was.

I was still scared of how strongly I felt about her. I still felt guilty about not being able to control myself yesterday. I knew I had to face what I did, though, everything I did. At the very least, I had to stop avoiding her. I couldn’t bear it, anyway. I had to tell her I was sorry.

Suddenly, I heard a cry. Lauren’s.

I dropped the bouquet of red gerberas and white orchids I had in my hand and ran down the hallway. There was a light coming from Lauren’s room, so I headed straight there, grabbing thebaseball bat hanging on the wall along the way. As soon as I reached the doorway, I stopped, my body going completely still as my breath escaped me.

Lauren was kneeling on the bed, completely naked. Wade knelt behind her, naked as well, kissing her shoulder as he stroked her, his hand somewhere between her legs, while Max, also without a shred of clothing on and his back marked with scratches, knelt in front of her, his mouth on one of her breasts and his hand on the other.

For a moment, I just watched them, mesmerized. They were completely oblivious to my presence, lost in the haze of pleasure they shared, Lauren more than the two men. Her back kept arching as she tugged on Wade’s hair. Her eyes were half-lidded, her lips parted as she let out shuddering breaths, moans, and the occasional cries.

Stunning.

I had told myself I would not have sex with her again, but seeing her like this right now, I remembered just how she looked when our bodies were connected and how amazing it felt to be inside her. Heat flooded my chest and pooled in my balls. My cock swelled.

Just then, Lauren opened her eyes fully, her gaze meeting mine. For a second, they grew wide with surprise, then they softened as her lips formed silent words.

Watch me.

Then she grabbed Wade’s face, turning hers toward him so that they could kiss. As she pulled on his lower lip, she glanced at me. Then she licked his lip and dipped her tongue inside hismouth. She placed her hand over Max’s as well, caressing it as he caressed her breast. As he pinched her nipple, she rubbed the tip and moaned.

I swallowed. By now, even if I wanted to, I couldn’t look away. Not when Lauren was putting on a show just for me.

She wasn’t just telling me to watch her. Her green eyes were seducing me, inviting me to join in on the fun. After Max stood up on the bed and she started licking his cock, she kept glancing at me, showing me her tongue and making sure I was aware of all the things she could do with it.

And damn, there were a lot of things she could do. Things that were causing a stain in my briefs.

My cock throbbed, urging me to be part of the haze of lust on the bed, to get my share of Lauren, and for a moment, I almost dropped the bat in my hand and stepped forward, but I managed to resist the temptation with every ounce of self-control I had, and I rolled my hands into fists and walked away without a sound, trying to forget what I’d just seen with every step that took me further from the sight.

Only after I reached the garage did I have second thoughts, a voice in my head scolding me and calling me a coward.

Didn’t I already regret walking away from her once? Why was I turning my back on her again?

I placed my hands on the top of my head and groaned. What was wrong with me? I couldn’t use the fact that Lauren was Max’s girlfriend as an excuse to run away from what I felt for her anymore. Max was clearly fine with sharing her. So what washolding me back? My past? That vile woman who got me put in jail? The feeling that I didn’t deserve her?

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