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Her gaze felt different, a little guarded and stiff.

“Just both of you,” Luke sighed, laying back down and I was worried he was going to pass out.

“We—”

“Rest,” she said, interrupting me, looking down at him. “There is no rush.”

She locked eyes with me again with a small smile that only made me crave another session immediately. Next time, I wanted to hear her moans of pleasure.

14

Genevieve

Luke and Camila fell asleep while I watched them, going through my feelings. It wasn’t often I was caught off-guard, but it seemed every time I was with them, they did something unexpected or I did something out of the norm.

I took a deep breath, looking at the clock above the door. The club would close in about an hour and we needed to leave, even though I wanted to stay right where I was. My heart twinged from an unfamiliar feeling that I definitely didn’t want to dissect right now.

“Luke, Camila,” I said softly, sitting up. “I hate to wake you, but the club is going to close soon.”

I shook Luke and ran a hand down Camila’s amazing body. Fuck, they looked so good together, enticing me to strip myself and find my release with both of them. The kiss with Camila replayed in my head vividly. I wanted nothing more than to do it again, again and again.

She teased me with her sensual removal of her panties, enticing me with her luscious ass. When she finally slid down on Luke, my need took over and as I helped her fuck Luke, I was so close to fucking them. When she offered to please me, I was on board for two seconds, but I declined. Why had I done that?I never had this need before and I had never denied myself of what I wanted. Why now? I think I needed a CAT scan because I had never said no to sex, especially with a gorgeous couple.

They were slow to wake. The scene had taken it out of them, mostly Luke, who had done a fantastic job. He was made to be a submissive and Camila did a great job dominating him. She was still timid, but I saw the fire in her when she teased him over and over again.

“Sorry, didn’t mean to fall asleep,” Camila said, sitting up blinking the sleep out of her eyes.

“It was a good night, you needed to rest,” I said, still not looking Camila in the eye.

Luke grumbled something, turning his head into the pillow, making me smile.

“Come on, amor, we gotta go,” she said, patting his arm.

“Not yet,” he said, sitting up and pulling Camila and me down.

He maneuvered us, so that I was spooned by him, while Camila and I were face to face. My heart stuttered when I saw her guarded expression. She couldn’t hold my gaze either and I hated it, even though I had been the one who had put that guarded expression on her face. She was perceptive and I wouldn’t be surprised if she caught onto my mood.

I tilted her face up to look at me as she took her bottom lip in her mouth. She sucked on it while I leaned forward softly kissing her lip. She released it and I sucked on her bottom lip hard enough to reward me with a gasp. Her noises were intoxicating.

She pulled away, studying me before leaning in and kissing me. It wasn’t rough or demanding, it was slow and sensual, as it made my hips jerk forward. Kissing Camila felt like I had jumped out of a plane, the freefall sent adrenaline into my system, wind hugged my body and my heart raced so much that I thought it was going to explode out of my chest.

Before she deepened it, she sucked on my top lip, kissing me softly and laying back down a little closer to me. I knew we needed to leave, but I let myself enjoy them moment a little longer.

It wasn’t a little longer,we all fell asleep again and woke up to a knock on the door giving us the fifteen minute warning. We rushed out of there quickly and I said I would be in touch.

I had planned to stay away for a few days to get my mind in order, but when the club called me to tell me my guest had left her wallet, it seemed fate had other plans for me. The sneaky little bitch knew I shouldn’t see them again and here I was walking onto a football field in a dress, knee-high boots and a long jacket. The October air was chilly, and I wondered if I should have just worn leggings and a jacket

When I spoke to Camila, she suggested leaving it at their building at the front desk. It was the easy option not to see her, but then I said yes to her suggestion to meet her at the football stadium where Luke was doing a weekend football camp with kids.

I made my way to the small group of people in the stands, seeing Camila off to the side immediately. How could anyone not see her, she was gorgeous with a big smile on her face as she watched her husband. A part of me wondered how they were doing at home and if they were ok with what was happening. We had not discussed Camila and I getting intimate. Since we all left so quickly, I hadn’t thought about it till now.

A little bit of guilt sat in my chest when we locked eyes. Her smile grew bigger, waving me down, easing a little bit of the tension that had built up in me. I waved back as I walked up the stairs to her.

“Hi!” She grinned as she looked me up and down appreciatively.

I had not dressed up for them, or gotten waxed, or booked a facial or had my hair blown out. It was not for them, just for me. Maybe if I told myself this enough times, I would actually start to believe it.

“You look gorgeous, Genevieve,” she beamed, standing up, and gave me a hug.

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