Page 224 of Well Played

Normally I likedto bask in the afterglow after a fucking all-encompassing, nerve-shattering, brilliant orgasm. Also, I was usually untying my partner. Women came to me to enjoy sex in a safe environment. For most of them, that meant being tied up. A contradiction I never questioned.

Tonight, though, I had…other considerations. As I gathered Yasmine into my arms, I gazed over to Kaden. “Good boy.”

His low growl brought a smile to my lips.

“I want you to come.”

He cocked his head.

“You heard me. I want to see you come. Now, you can make your way over here and come on us—which would be sexy as fuck—or you can pull out your hard cock, give it a couple of good yanks, and?—”

Before I could blink, he had his zipper down. He yanked his shaft out, pumped it three times, then came hard. His harsh breaths carried around the room as his face contorted.

Yasmine pressed against my chest. Likely to hide the smile I felt on her lips.

Good woman.

She understood Kaden. What made him tick and what would set him off. She’d traversed that fine line tonight.

I was willing to set off an eruption. But cooler heads prevailed. Possibly a good thing because although I saw no sign of a capacity for violence, I couldn’t be certain what he’d do when I left.

Except I don’t want to leave.

Okay…where had that thought come from? Perhaps because I always had my companion back to my place. We played, we fucked, and then she left in her own time. Some stayed the night. Some happily took a cab back to their place. A few I escorted home if they lived nearby. Well, notallplayed and notallfucked—but I’d say pretty confidently all left happy.

Kaden’s harsh breaths filled the room as he came down from his orgasm.

Yasmine bit my nipple.

Is she up for more? Because I need at least a moment.And to remove the condom. I disentangled myself enough to roll the condom off carefully, knotted it, and tossed it in the trash can.

My bed companion giggled.

I arched an eyebrow.

“I’m just wondering how many more will be in there before the cleaners come?”

“Planning on a long night?” She amused me. I’d love to go another five rounds with her, but that didn’t seem likely. She had an effervescence. Joie de vivre. She sparkled all the damn time. So bright sometimes my eyes hurt. And she had two men clearly interested in her.

Personally, I thought that was sweet. Still… “I should get going?”

“Have someone waiting at home?” Kaden bit that out.

Ah, so the lion hadn’t entirely sheathed his claws. I’d hoped a good climax would wring the sarcasm out. Apparently I’d been wrong.

“No one in particular, no. I want a cat, but with my long hours and occasional travel, that’s just not possible.” I grinned. “I do, however, watch my neighbor’s dog if she’s away for a short trip and I’m sticking close to home. She prefers he stay with me rather than doggie daycare. I appreciate the company.”

“Funny, I figured pussy would be more your style.”

“Jesus, Kaden, could youbeany ruder?” Yasmine rolled over, apparently completely unconcerned with her nudity.

“I’m going to call housekeeping. I’d like fresh sheets.” He scowled.

Yasmine laughed. “We have three sets, remember?”

He reddened. “Oh yeah.”

I cleared my throat.

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