never seen him this uptight, nervous. Whatever is going on, it’s bad.”
Alexis reached out and clasped his hand in hers. “I’m sorry. I can only imagine how much it must hurt for him to cut you out. But I can say that Harrison loves you. You’re the brother he never had. I genuinely believe that when push comes to shove, if he can’t handle things, he’ll turn to you.”
He squeezed her hand. “Thanks.”
They sat quietly for a few moments, just holding hands, until Alexis said, “What did you think was going to happen when you called me up here?”
“What makes you think my plan has changed?”
She gave him a warning look that failed to intimidate him. Instead, it inflamed his desires once more.
“If you try to tell me to take my clothes off again—”
He used his grip on her hand to tug her up, cutting off any complaint she might lodge. “I’ve changed my mind.” His fingers began to work at the button on her jeans. She didn’t bother to brush them away or pretend to be annoyed. “ I’m going to take your clothes off.”
He shoved the denim over her hips and gestured for her to remove them. She toed off her shoes and then shed the jeans.
Michael considered taking off her shirt and bra, laying her down on the couch and making love to her. God knew he wanted to be inside her more than he wanted the Celtics to win the NBA Championship.
But Alexis wasn’t ready for the emotions that would evoke. She had admitted to needing more time to sort through her feelings. Rather than push her, he decided to expand on the concept of stress relief through sex.
“I called because I was hoping you could distract me from all the shit going on with Harrison.”
Her sexy smile told him she didn’t mind. She stepped closer, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You and Harrison made me forget about the fire, the victims, all the pain and sadness. I’m glad you called me.”
“Hold that thought,” he said, not bothering to mask the warning.
He led her toward the center of the room and turned her away from him. “Spread your legs, then bend over and grasp your ankles.”
She hesitated only a second before obeying. He’d felt powerless after his meeting with Harrison, his confidence and ego taking a blow. Now Alexis was putting the power back in his hands. It solidified his feelings for her, made him love her even more.
He walked to his desk, opened the drawer and withdrew the tube of lubrication and butt plug he’d purchased yesterday after work. He’d removed the plug from the wrapping and washed it while he’d waited for Alexis to arrive.
“You took too long coming up here. You made me wait.”
She started to rise at his imperious tone, but he’d anticipated the move, made sure he was close enough to keep her in place.
“Don’t move.”
“Don’t be an asshole.”
He chuckled. “Ironic choice of insult.”
She started to respond but fell silent when his finger grazed her anus. He wasn’t sure what it said about him, but knowing that he and Harrison would both claim her, take her at the same time was the dream that played over and over in his mind. Oddly enough, he’d never participated in a threesome before the doctor’s lounge a few days earlier. All of his affairs in the past had consisted of him and a female companion. He’d wanted to save the ménage for his marriage.
Perhaps it would surprise Alexis to discover that, to realize that in this realm they were both inexperienced. He pressed the lube to her ass and squeezed the tube. She trembled slightly as the gel touched her sensitive skin. No doubt it was chilly.
Satisfied he’d used enough, he tossed the tube to the desk. He still held the plug, but it was too soon for that. Instead, he used his free hand to work the lubrication deeper into her ass. He needed to make sure she was ready for what he was about to do. The plug was thicker than three of his fingers, so she’d definitely know it was there.
“What’s your
Alexis reached out and clasped his hand in hers. “I’m sorry. I can only imagine how much it must hurt for him to cut you out. But I can say that Harrison loves you. You’re the brother he never had. I genuinely believe that when push comes to shove, if he can’t handle things, he’ll turn to you.”
He squeezed her hand. “Thanks.”
They sat quietly for a few moments, just holding hands, until Alexis said, “What did you think was going to happen when you called me up here?”
“What makes you think my plan has changed?”
She gave him a warning look that failed to intimidate him. Instead, it inflamed his desires once more.
“If you try to tell me to take my clothes off again—”
He used his grip on her hand to tug her up, cutting off any complaint she might lodge. “I’ve changed my mind.” His fingers began to work at the button on her jeans. She didn’t bother to brush them away or pretend to be annoyed. “ I’m going to take your clothes off.”
He shoved the denim over her hips and gestured for her to remove them. She toed off her shoes and then shed the jeans.
Michael considered taking off her shirt and bra, laying her down on the couch and making love to her. God knew he wanted to be inside her more than he wanted the Celtics to win the NBA Championship.
But Alexis wasn’t ready for the emotions that would evoke. She had admitted to needing more time to sort through her feelings. Rather than push her, he decided to expand on the concept of stress relief through sex.
“I called because I was hoping you could distract me from all the shit going on with Harrison.”
Her sexy smile told him she didn’t mind. She stepped closer, wrapping her arms around his neck. “You and Harrison made me forget about the fire, the victims, all the pain and sadness. I’m glad you called me.”
“Hold that thought,” he said, not bothering to mask the warning.
He led her toward the center of the room and turned her away from him. “Spread your legs, then bend over and grasp your ankles.”
She hesitated only a second before obeying. He’d felt powerless after his meeting with Harrison, his confidence and ego taking a blow. Now Alexis was putting the power back in his hands. It solidified his feelings for her, made him love her even more.
He walked to his desk, opened the drawer and withdrew the tube of lubrication and butt plug he’d purchased yesterday after work. He’d removed the plug from the wrapping and washed it while he’d waited for Alexis to arrive.
“You took too long coming up here. You made me wait.”
She started to rise at his imperious tone, but he’d anticipated the move, made sure he was close enough to keep her in place.
“Don’t move.”
“Don’t be an asshole.”
He chuckled. “Ironic choice of insult.”
She started to respond but fell silent when his finger grazed her anus. He wasn’t sure what it said about him, but knowing that he and Harrison would both claim her, take her at the same time was the dream that played over and over in his mind. Oddly enough, he’d never participated in a threesome before the doctor’s lounge a few days earlier. All of his affairs in the past had consisted of him and a female companion. He’d wanted to save the ménage for his marriage.
Perhaps it would surprise Alexis to discover that, to realize that in this realm they were both inexperienced. He pressed the lube to her ass and squeezed the tube. She trembled slightly as the gel touched her sensitive skin. No doubt it was chilly.
Satisfied he’d used enough, he tossed the tube to the desk. He still held the plug, but it was too soon for that. Instead, he used his free hand to work the lubrication deeper into her ass. He needed to make sure she was ready for what he was about to do. The plug was thicker than three of his fingers, so she’d definitely know it was there.
“What’s your
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