Page 82 of Tempt Her

That man is rarely home nowadays.

It makes me worry about her. He’s ramping up whatever evil shit he’s into, and what if he comes home one day and discovers Stacey is on to him? That she’s helping the law bring him down?

I try to focus on shit I can control.

“You think she’ll like this stuff?”

I’m scrolling through some of the hottest lingerie I’ve ever seen. This black strappy thing looks like a BDSM leather bikini with sheer cups and a see-through triangle over the model’s pussy.

Damn, this will be hot on Stacey.

“I think she’ll like whatever we buy her.” Ford pops his knuckles. “We’ll each get her what we like and take turns. Different nights, different outfits.”

“And she’s gonna let us make a video of it?”

“She said she wants to.” The white sheet covering us starts to tent over Ford’s cock. “That she’s going to use it one day to show her asshole husband how real men fuck her.”

But Ford hasn’t fucked Stacey yet. He’s ordered all of us not to. Asserting his control and teaching her our game, he’s making us all wait.

And the fucker likes to wait alongtime.

Last night though, Luke and I broke his rules. He can’t fight us when we join him in the shower. It gets him every time.

“Dude, I don’t know.” As horny as I am for what he’s planning, fear knots my jaw. “Until that shithead is behind bars, he’s dangerous. We don’t know what he’ll do. Who’s to say he won’t send someone after her? If she taunts him like that, about all four of us together? Even from jail, he can kill us all.”

“Then she’ll stay with us, so we can keep her safe.”

“She’ll stay in my house.” Luke stretches, waking beside him. “Y’all can keep an eye on her when I’m gone.”

“And when you come back?” I ask him. “You plan on keeping her to yourself then?”

Luke sits up, scratching his shaggy hair. In a few weeks, he’ll go from a surfer to a soldier, and either way, he’ll look hot as fuck. “I plan on marrying her.”

“What?” I sit up too. “You’re only twenty-two.”

Iwant to marry Stacey.Iwant kids with her. I want her to live inmyhome, spending the holidays withmyfamily.

My family knows about me loving Luke and Ford. At first, my dad refused to accept it. Not the bisexual part. With my brother Felix, my dad was always cool with our different sexualities.

But we challenge traditional ideas of relationships. Three men together? Who are also with women? And me? Wanting to marry a woman one day and have kids with her too?

It took time for my family to accept it, but after the hell I went through in prison. All the time I lost, and life I almost lost too, several times; they get it now.

“Yeah.” Luke looks my way. “It makes sense. It should beme. She can have my military benefits, insurance, and stuff for spouses.”

My stomach rolls. I need to eat and calm down. “Have you already asked her?”

Lately, Luke spends the most time with Stacey. With the cameras off in her house now, they just lay in one of her guest beds together and talk. I hear them. They’re either laughing or whispering, or when I check on them, they’re wrapped around each other, taking a nap.

It’s what we want.

Ford and I can do all the work in the kitchen while we want Luke to spend time with her because he’s running out of it.

“Not yet,” he answers. “But I will before I go in.”

“Man, it’s too soon. She’s not even separated or divorced. You’re gonna scare her off. We’re a permanent thing; no one breaks us apart, but what if, for her, we’re temporary?”

“It’s smart, though.” Ford reclines on his pillows. I make sure of it. With his heart condition, it’s how he’s supposed to sleep. “If she wants to stay with us and we make this permanent one day, it should be Luke. His military benefits would take care of her for life.”

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