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"You're so fucking sweet," he groans, tracing the entrance to my pussy with his tongue before diving inside. My entire body shudders on the brink of ecstasy. He covers me with his body as he reaches forward and releases one of my hands, handing me the vibrator before pulling my knees from under me so I'm flat on my stomach. "You get the front, I'll get the back,” he murmurs.

God, this man is going to be the death of me. I lift my hips, sliding my hand under my body and fitting the vibrator at the V of my thighs. I turn it on, waves of pleasure dragging me under in a matter of seconds.

"Ease up a little, hot shot," Henry chuckles, grabbing the other vibrator before straddling my legs. He plays with the buttons for a second before finding the setting he wants, and then he pushes it between my thighs, sliding it along my pussy. I lift my hips, pushing my ass back, my body telling him exactly what to do. He listens so well. He circles my entrance, the pulsing driving me mad. I groan as he pushes it inside me, driving it deep, then pulling out to feather it over my G-spot.

"Henry," I moan, pressing my vibe tightly to my clit, bucking my hips as he fucks me with the dildo.

"Come for me, Isla."

I break apart, my hips jerking as I find release. He follows me as I practically climb up the bed, chasing my orgasm. It’s too much and not enough. I cry out as it peaks, riding the dildo until the last aftershocks fade and I sink like a boneless jellyfish into the bed.

"Goddamn, girl." He gently releases my other wrist, setting the toys on the nightstand before lying down next to me, pulling me tight to his chest, and covering us both with the covers.

"We always end up in a bed together, no matter how we start," I murmur, snuggling into him.

"I'd stay in bed with you forever if I could, Freckles."

"You'd get bored with me after a while."

"Bored? With you? How could I ever get bored with you, Isla? You're the only woman that's ever kept all three of us on our toes."

"I'm not sure if that's a compliment," I laugh.

"It's the highest compliment," he says, nuzzling my neck. As I lie there, nestled into his chest, I start to believe him.

37

Saturday arrives way too quickly. I have one full day to set everything up before the baby shower festivities start first thing Sunday morning. I appoint Jack to drive Charlie to the spa appointment I have set up for her. It should take her most of the day, so I won't have to argue with her about helping me. I miss my friend, but I'd rather have her be well-rested and fresh for the baby's arrival than be selfish and have her here so I can talk to her and get filled in on all the gossip I've missed the last few weeks. There will be plenty of time for that once the baby is here.

Since I invited the entire town, I decide to hold the party in the ballroom and the attached terrace. The flurry of activity starts the second I arrive at the castle. The tables, chairs, and linens arrive first, and I just about have those set up with the guys’ help by the time the flowers arrive. I give the guys a list of tasks as I start to arrange the flowers into centerpieces, fussing with them until I'm happy.

"Isla?" I glance up to see Penelope's slight frame outline in the doorway, the sun gleaming off her blond hair.

"Pen!" I shriek, running to her and squeezing her tight. "It's been ages! Thank you so much for coming a day early to help me set up."

"Of course! I brought reinforcements," she says, stepping into theroom and revealing four gigantic men standing in the hallway behind her.

"Isla, meet my crew."

"They’rethe new crew for the Master Baiter?" I ask, my eyebrows hitting my hairline. I bite my lip to keep from laughing. She's in so much fucking trouble.

"Yeah..." she sighs, her cheeks turning an adorable shade of pink. I turn toward her crew, not bothering to hide the huge-ass grin on my face.

"Thanks for coming to help! If you walk through the ballroom and onto the terrace, you'll see Henry out there, and you can ask him for instructions. He'll be happy to have the help." Truth be told, I'm relieved Pen brought her crew, even if it’s a complete surprise. It wasn't until we arrived this morning that I realized just how much work there was to do in the next twelve hours. I wasn't sure how we were going to get it all done, which is exactly what I get for procrastinating yesterday.

"You're an absolute lifesaver!" I squeeze Pen again and then drag her over to the flowers, glad for the help. "How do you feel about helping me make flower arrangements?"

"Sure! I make them for the restaurant every few days. These flowers are a little fancier, but I should be able to manage."

After a few moments of silence, I catch the smirk on her lips, and I know she's waiting for me to ask.

"Spill the beans, Pen."

"There's not anything to spill." She looks at me, a twinkle in her blue eyes.

"Don't lie," I say, elbowing her lightly in the ribs.

"I swear it’s not anything yet. Just a lot of flirting.A lotof flirting."

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