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EXCERPT: You and Dirk both. Shannon readjusted her dress and gracefully stood. “Just like the dream of you hammering into me drove me out of my mind.” She leaned against him and rested her palm against his granite chest, watching her hand move with the rise and fall of his breaths. “Look, Chase, you want me and I want you. But I want Dirk, too. I want to feel his cock against my ass while you suck on my clit.” Fascinated, she watched the struggle behind his eyes. Did they change color? His eyes are very interesting. “And I always get what I want.” He stood absolutely motionless. Motionless, except for the fire flashing in his eyes. I’ve got you now, cowboy. Nothing brings a man around better than a challenge. Especially a challenge involving a man he doesn’t like. “So what do you say, Chase? Want to enjoy a ménage a trois?” “No.” Did he hesitate? “Are you sure?” “I said no.” She hadn’t expected him to take her up on her offer, but she hadn’t expected him to whirl around and stride down the steps so quickly either. Hell, instead of his one-word refusal, she thought she’d have time for more persuasion. She briefly considered following him and coaxing him into continuing yesterday’s roll-in-the-hay-interruptus, then decided against the idea. Shit. Let him stew awhile. The more torn up he is on the inside, the easier it’ll be once I get those two hunks together. She sighed and picked up the phone again. r u there? yes - chase is here A frowning emoticon blinked back at her. him? why? i want him 2 r u sure? both? both now? he said no make him say yes She laughed, delighted at Dirk’s willingness to share her with another man. And since he was so willing, perhaps he could help her spring the trap that would finally catch the big cat. She frowned at the idea. Weird. Now I’m using the dog and cat references. ideas? maybe let’s talk—bhnd house brt Shannon stretched her arms, glanced at the stable where Chase had gone. That man’s harder than hell to get a grip on. I wonder, once we’ve gotten together, if he’ll mellow. Hmm, he’s going to get better looking with age, I bet. She smiled, absently rubbing her ring finger. The implication of her thoughts and action struck her cold. Why the hell am I thinking long-term? I’m not getting involved and I’m only going to be here a little while longer. Still, she couldn’t keep the twinge of regret from twisting her heart. She returned to texting Dirk, squinting at the phone as she rounded the corner of the house. Suddenly, someone grabbed her from behind and clamped a hand over her mouth, stifling her scream. |
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