eyes languidly half closed in a way that Rob found a turn on despite he’d just had one hell of a fabulous orgasm. Drew was taking his time, letting her recover from her recent climax, nibbling at her mouth, her breasts, and then kissing her neck.
“You taste so good, babe.”
“Hmm.” She stirred a little and smiled, drifting her fingers through Drew’s hair.
When you were involved in the moment, it was different, Rob realized, sprawled on the couch as he observed the intricacies of seduction as Drew moved, tasted and teased her back into arousal. It was a dance of desire and invitation, both blatant and understated at the same time, a signal as subtle as the slight lift of her hips sending a message as obvious as a blazing beacon on a moonless night. Just the right sigh, measured in timbre and volume, the faint flush on her skin…
And of course, the way she parted her legs and murmured his name.
His friend didn’t misinterpret that one. He shifted, covered her, and slid his cock into her in one smooth thrust.
She gasped and it was amazingly sexy to hear, even if Rob wasn’t the one making love to her.
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intensifying as Drew moved between her legs, his buttocks flexing as each inward glide became more and more urgent. It was easy to gauge their mutual upward climb to climax by the motion of Lauren’s hands on his back and the increasingly fierce expression on Drew’s face. It happened for her first, and Rob saw her begin to shudder, her throat a pale arch as she went over the edge. Drew went still a few moments later, his tall body tense as he came.
“I love you, babe…” Drew’s whisper floated in the hush of post-coital silence.
I love her, too , Rob thought, not sure whether to be troubled or happy about it. Would he rather have her all to himself? It was hard to tell because it seemed to be the package deal was how things were and he was surprising himself to death with his reaction. The erotic imagery of them still entwined and joined sparked nothing but a healthy appreciation for how good he knew it must have been for them both.
He wanted Lauren to love Drew.
Rob also wanted her to love him .
If Lauren thought her mother would faint at the idea of their relationship, his would go into similar cardiac arrest.
Drew’s mother might just shrug. She was used to his eclectic, freewheeling approach to life. She also very much liked Lauren. Rob knew this because Mrs. Fletcher had treated him recently to an excruciatingly long discussion on the subject. At the time, it had amounted to torture because he’d been forced to agree that yes, Lauren was very pretty, remarkably intelligent, and what was more, might be an incentive for Drew to finally settle down.
In short, yes, the perfect girl.
For both of them, apparently.
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Chapter Seven
The cabin was much like his, an overblown version of recently acquired wealth, certainly ostentatious as a vacation home. Ben considered the three stories of glass and logs as he hiked down the small slope and cynically remembered what it felt like to be nothing but a professor at the entry university level, teaching wide-eyed freshman sociology and psychology.
It had sucked, actually.
Little money, lackluster lectures to mostly mediocre students who took his classes to fill up slots in their electives, assuming it would be easy…damn, he did not miss that at all.
The first book hadn’t sold well. He’d wanted to address the psychological aspects of the basics needs of human beings, the primary one being nourishment. Why do some people overeat, dislike certain foods, what are the dynamics of
“You taste so good, babe.”
“Hmm.” She stirred a little and smiled, drifting her fingers through Drew’s hair.
When you were involved in the moment, it was different, Rob realized, sprawled on the couch as he observed the intricacies of seduction as Drew moved, tasted and teased her back into arousal. It was a dance of desire and invitation, both blatant and understated at the same time, a signal as subtle as the slight lift of her hips sending a message as obvious as a blazing beacon on a moonless night. Just the right sigh, measured in timbre and volume, the faint flush on her skin…
And of course, the way she parted her legs and murmured his name.
His friend didn’t misinterpret that one. He shifted, covered her, and slid his cock into her in one smooth thrust.
She gasped and it was amazingly sexy to hear, even if Rob wasn’t the one making love to her.
Damn, she was gorgeous, naked, damp, her shining hair in disarray around her shoulders, the dreamy, abstracted look on her face Ebook piracy is stealing. It is a federal offense.
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intensifying as Drew moved between her legs, his buttocks flexing as each inward glide became more and more urgent. It was easy to gauge their mutual upward climb to climax by the motion of Lauren’s hands on his back and the increasingly fierce expression on Drew’s face. It happened for her first, and Rob saw her begin to shudder, her throat a pale arch as she went over the edge. Drew went still a few moments later, his tall body tense as he came.
“I love you, babe…” Drew’s whisper floated in the hush of post-coital silence.
I love her, too , Rob thought, not sure whether to be troubled or happy about it. Would he rather have her all to himself? It was hard to tell because it seemed to be the package deal was how things were and he was surprising himself to death with his reaction. The erotic imagery of them still entwined and joined sparked nothing but a healthy appreciation for how good he knew it must have been for them both.
He wanted Lauren to love Drew.
Rob also wanted her to love him .
If Lauren thought her mother would faint at the idea of their relationship, his would go into similar cardiac arrest.
Drew’s mother might just shrug. She was used to his eclectic, freewheeling approach to life. She also very much liked Lauren. Rob knew this because Mrs. Fletcher had treated him recently to an excruciatingly long discussion on the subject. At the time, it had amounted to torture because he’d been forced to agree that yes, Lauren was very pretty, remarkably intelligent, and what was more, might be an incentive for Drew to finally settle down.
In short, yes, the perfect girl.
For both of them, apparently.
Ebook piracy is stealing. It is a federal offense.
Report ebook piracy to [email protected].
78
Kate Watterson
Chapter Seven
The cabin was much like his, an overblown version of recently acquired wealth, certainly ostentatious as a vacation home. Ben considered the three stories of glass and logs as he hiked down the small slope and cynically remembered what it felt like to be nothing but a professor at the entry university level, teaching wide-eyed freshman sociology and psychology.
It had sucked, actually.
Little money, lackluster lectures to mostly mediocre students who took his classes to fill up slots in their electives, assuming it would be easy…damn, he did not miss that at all.
The first book hadn’t sold well. He’d wanted to address the psychological aspects of the basics needs of human beings, the primary one being nourishment. Why do some people overeat, dislike certain foods, what are the dynamics of
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