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.She saw the slight lift of Mike’s chin, his nostrils flaring as Denver pushed into her so hard the couch scooted a few inches across the floor.She whimpered from the pleasure of it, but it was Mike giving her that enjoyment.Did he know that? Did he feel what she was going through, realize that she wanted him so much she could feel his cock inside her when another man was fucking her? Denver didn’t exist for her anymore.The other people watching weren’t there.There was only Mike and her, and the sweet pulsing of her pussy around the cock inside her.“Harder,” she said through gritted teeth, asking for more even though she couldn’t take more.But she wasn’t asking Denver for it.“I need you,” she pleaded.Did Mike understand? “Please.”She was panting now, mindless, wanting only the orgasm that hovered just out of her reach.“I need to come.” She gripped the fabric of the sofa, tightening her fingers around the pillows.“Please make me come.”And yet knowing how much she needed it, feeling Denver behind her, she held back, unwilling to give it to anyone else.Denver growled against her back, shuddering as he orgasmed, pumping hard against her.She cried out as he lifted her with a punishing final thrust, then collapsed against her.As soon as it was over, people filed out, onto the next activity, the next sex party—whatever thrilled them.Mike stayed, though.Denver pulled away, turned her around and kissed her forehead.“You’re an amazing woman, Grace.”She blinked her eyes closed for a second, then smiled up at him.“Thank you Denver.For…everything.”He winked.“Anytime, baby.” He stepped out, stopping in the outer room to speak to Mike.He’d pushed the audio button first so Grace couldn’t hear what they were saying.Mike nodded a few times and Denver squeezed his shoulder, then left.That’s when she realized she and Mike were alone, realized what she’d done, the signals she’d sent out to him.She hadn’t come at the end with Denver because she felt guilty about having sex with him.Because Mike wasn’t the one giving her the orgasm and she wanted it with him.No.No, no, no.She would not do this, to him or to herself.What was wrong with her? Anger boiled up inside her.Anger and guilt.And she hated guilt.She was never guilty, especially about sex.That’s what she’d run away from all those years ago, and she was not going through it again.No goddamn man was going to make her feel this way.She pulled on her clothes and stormed from the room.EIGHTFor a few moments, Mike stood frozen, unable to move.Whether it was the visual of watching Grace get fucked by Den that held him immobile, or Denver’s words after that or the fierce expression of fear mixed with anger on Grace’s face, he didn’t know.All he knew was that he needed to sort this out before he went after her.And he was going after her.They were going to get this figured out one way or another, tonight.No more mixed signals.He read the confusion on her face.One minute she seemed indifferent, the next sending him “fuck me” signals, the next angry as hell.Then Den told him Grace was his for the taking, that she wasn’t the least bit interested in screwing other guys.Yeah, right.Could have fooled him, since she’d just finished letting one of his best friends fuck her.Which was exactly what he’d said to Denver.He’d had to bite back the angry jealousy that had reared its ugly head.Hell he’d wanted to take a punch at Den, and that was completely out of character for him.He never cared if Den fucked someone he knew.But he sure as hell had had an uptight moment when Grace told him she’d chosen Den.A moment he’d had to get past in a hurry.Grace didn’t belong to him and he knew that.She could choose anyone she wanted to.Hell, it was part of her job to do those things.So he’d let it go.And the view had been incredible.He’d even told Den afterward that it looked like he’d done a fine job fucking Grace.She seemed to enjoy the hell out of the experience.Den had narrowed his gaze and told him he hadn’t wanted to punch the shit out of him in a long time, but he was damn close.That Mike needed to start paying attention, because Denver wasn’t often wrong, and he’d been wrong about Grace.She wasn’t just another pussy—she cared about Mike, but she was confused.Then Den had the goddamn nerve to tell him to go easy on her.Mike dragged his fingers through his hair, wondering if it had been such a good idea to come here tonight.Maybe he should have done what Grace wanted and stayed away.He didn’t need this complication in his life.And he sure as hell didn’t need to chase after a woman who clearly didn’t want to be chased.His relationships with women before had been simple.They went out, they both had mutually satisfying sex with no attachments and no emotion, and then they went their separate ways.No sticky entanglements, no involvements, nothing [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]