Page 234 of Well Played

He thrust twice more, held himself still, and then howled a release.

Yep. Howled. Well, or some kind of weird yell.

His head was thrown back and his neck exposed.

I held still as I imagined him emptying inside me. Technically inside the condom…but also inside me. I snuck a glance at Yasmine.

She had pushed the blanket aside. Her legs were wide open, exposing her labia to me. Oh, and she was rubbing one out. Her movements became frenetic as she clearly neared her climax.

“Come, Yasmine. Now.” I might not be in control of much of this, but I could command her.

Whether or not she’d respond to that command—whether or not her body was close enough to the precipice—was out of my control.

She stiffened, and her motion stilled. She closed her eyes.

“No. Keep them open.”

She did as bade. Her glassy gaze shifted between myself and a spot just above me.

Kaden, staring at her even while his arms shook.

Fuck. In my entire life, I couldn’t remember ever doing anything hotter.

And I’d done a few things in my early BDSM days.

Nothing like this though.

It might not last forever.

Maybe not…but I could enjoy the moment.

EPILOGUE

Yasmine

Nick wincedwhen Kaden pulled out.

With a muttered apology, Kaden removed the condom, knotted it off, and dropped it into the garbage can. He pressed a kiss to Nick’s lips, then slid off the bed and sauntered over to me. “Good orgasm?”

“Uh-huh. You do better, though.”

He pressed a hand to his heart. “I do my best. Later, eh? I don’t think either of us are up for anything. Unless you want me to go down on you.”

I grinned. He’d totally do it if I asked.

His exhaustion, though, was clear.

“Take me to bed.”

“With pleasure.”

He scooped me into his arms and carried me to the bed. Nick scooted to the side as Kaden eased me into his grasp. He snagged the comforter, plastered himself against my other side, and then yanked the cover over all of us.

Both men turned on their sides and faced each other while I lay on my back and turned my head repeatedly—trying to read the room. I figured this situation could go one of two ways. It might devolve into a figurative pissing contest. That was entirely possible. Or this might just be the beginning of something…special. “Oh, you said to remind you about Evan.”

Nick took a lock of my hair in his fingers. “Yeah, Evan.” His expression took a serious look. “You can’t tell anyone what I’m about to share.”

Kaden’s breath stuttered.

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