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She rose, and he spent himself on her chest, covered her beautiful thick nipples with his come. Before she could rub it in, he fisted his fingers in Robyn’s hair and said, “Lick it off.”

Courtney’s eyes went wide. Robyn looked from one to the other. He gave the back of her head a push. Courtney had her fantasy, and he had his. She acquiesced with the briefest of nods and leaned against him. Robyn sipped his come from the upper swell of her breast. Their bodies covered his legs, his still-throbbing cock. Robyn sucked a droplet from Courtney’s nipple, and his wife moaned.

The sight was so fucking hot, his cock surged again. Robyn trailed from one peak to the other, licking, sucking. Courtney arched into the sweet sweep of another woman’s mouth across her body. Her nipples were turgid buds, a deep, luscious aroused red. Her fingers bit into his thigh where she held on. Until Robyn had cleaned away every trace of his come. Courtney opened her eyes, met his gaze; her lips parted, her breath quickened. She was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen.

“I want some champagne,” she whispered.

She was going to need it. Because this show she’d asked for had now become his.

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COURTNEY COULDN’T BELIEVE SHE’D DONE THAT. OR RATHER THAT she’d let it be done to her. Did it make them even, that Robyn had sucked Seth’s cock and licked Courtney’s breasts, laving her nipples, sending a thrill shooting straight down to her pussy?

Oh Lord.

She’d let another woman lick her breasts. She wasn’t sure how she felt about it. Odd, to say the least.

Seth had loved it. The heated look in his eye allowed her to give herself up to sensation.

Poolside, they’d enjoyed champagne and strawberries and the last of the sun as if nothing had happened on the pool steps. The shuttle took them back to the car, and half an hour later they were back at the cottages.

“I brought some things with me for dinner,” she said as they piled out of the SUV. A feast they could fuck over, that’s how she’d thought of it, filling the cooler and her big cardboard box with goodies. As Seth unlocked their cottage door, she stopped Robyn with a hand on her arm. “Come in. Eat with us.”

“Of course.” Robyn still backed toward her own cabin. “I’ll be right over.”

Courtney was afraid to let Robyn go. If she was alone with Seth, if she thought about what they’d already done and what they were going to do . . . she wasn’t sure she could go through with it all. She didn’t want to sound like a weenie by begging, either. “Okay, see you in a few.” She waggled her fingers and headed to her own open door. She’d put her clothes on, and it was going to be damn hard to take them off again. In the heat of the moment, you could do all sorts of things, but give yourself a minute to think, and bam, you lost your courage. It was all the stopping and starting. When she’d planned the weekend, she’d thought of the wine tasting, the meals, the Bacchus pool as flirty fun, foreplay, all leading up to the big moment. Yet now it was a matter of regrouping her courage after each naughty encounter.

There were even pictures of her debauchery, too. She’d barely closed the door when Seth grabbed her around the waist and tossed her on the bed, coming down on top. He took her mouth before she could get a word out.

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was a rediscovery of things lost, a lush melding of lips and tongues, then backing off as he whispered, “You naughty slut,” and took her again. His tongue invaded, driving deep, sucking her under with the sweetness of fruit and champagne. Again he backed off, nipping her earlobe before he murmured, “You’re too fucking hot,” and came back for more. He didn’t give her a moment to think or doubt, not even to breathe, his hands on her breasts, fingers pinching her nipples, knee between her legs, cock hard against her belly, and his voice: “Fuck the hell out of me, baby.”

This was exactly what she’d wanted, for the weekend to bring them to a whole new level of their sexuality and need for each other. Seth’s heat and desire overwhelmed her, and Courtney missed the knock on the door. Until he slid off her, leaving her with her legs splayed and her dress high on her thighs.

Robyn laughed as she entered. “Are you two starting without me?”

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PULLING HER DRESS DOWN TO COVER HER BUTT AS SHE CLIMBED off the bed, Courtney tried to sound normal, as if nothing had happened and nothing had been lost. “Seth was accosting me, or I would already have dinner out.”

He snorted. “Shall I open both the red and the white we got this afternoon, ladies?” He’d set Courtney’s Riesling to chill in the ice bucket.

“I’d love a glass of merlot.” Robyn tossed a bag on the bed, then joined Courtney on her knees, helping to unpack the cooler and the cardboard box filled with all the goodies. “Ooh, you’ve got lots of fun stuff.”

“Cheese and fruit and veggies and crackers.”

“I love this kind of smorgasbord.” Robyn popped a grape in her mouth.

“Here, Seth.” He leaned down to hand her the merlot, and she popped a grape in his mouth, too.

Courtney’s heart stilled. Somehow the tiny act shocked her. It was so . . . intimate. More than Robyn sucking Seth’s cock with her. More than the peck he’d given for show at the winery.

Yet Robyn seemed to think nothing of it. “Shall we eat by the fire? The pool chilled me a bit.” She squeezed Courtney’s knee. “Despite all the hot action going on.”

Courtney found her voice. “Oh yes, the fire. The fire, that’s what I had in mind.” She waved a hand at Seth, as if she were as unaffected as Robyn. “Can you flip the switch, honey?” It was a gas fireplace. “And throw down some of those pillows off the bed?”

In the end it was a cozy meal on a big platter by the cheery fire, all three of them leaning on pillows, Seth in the middle.

Courtney dipped a carrot stick in the dip, then laid a dollop of brie on a cracker and handed it to Seth.

“Thanks, baby.”

“Now tell me how you managed to rent the Bacchus pool, Courtney.” Robyn prepared two crackers, one brie, one Cambozola cheese.

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glanced at Seth. “I couldn’t afford the overnight stay, but I thought two hours in the pool would be fun.”

Robyn held out the Cambozola cracker, feeding it to Seth. He ate from her fingers without a thought.

Courtney experienced that same bump in her heart rate. It was the strangest thing. Why did feeding Seth bother her more than watching his cock slide between Robyn’s lips? The thought was totally ass backward. Courtney’s only defense was to dip a strip of red pepper in the ranch dressing and feed that to him.

As if they were fighting over him.

Robyn was so pretty and elegant, intelligent and soft-spoken. Seth had moaned as she sucked him. He licked his lips after she fed him a cheese-laden cracker.

He’d tasted another woman. How could he go back to the same old tired wife after this?

“Courtney, do you need a refill?” He held up the bottle. She’d finished her Riesling without noticing and held out her glass.

“This is delicious cheese,” Robyn said.

Courtney prayed she wouldn’t feed Seth another bite of it. “Cambozola. It’s Seth’s favorite.”

Robyn touched his hand with the tip of her index finger. “He’s got very good taste.”

Courtney felt that touch as if Robyn had suddenly wrapped her hand around Seth’s cock and started stroking him. I can’t do this. Yet she didn’t know why. What had changed between the hot, naughty pool play and this moment?

Robyn smiled, raising a knee, her skin brushing Seth’s leg, the caftan falling away to reveal the inside of a firm thigh. “I’ll have to remember that name.”

What name? Courtney had no idea what she was talking about. Oh. The cheese. She was losing it. “It’s very good with sweet fruit. Try it on an apple.”

Courtney slathered a slice with cheese.

When Seth reached out to pass it over, she pulled away, making sure Robyn took it from her fingers, not his.

She was jealous. She couldn’t deny it. She didn’t want Seth feeding Robyn or vice versa. She didn’t want to see them kiss. Not after that deliciously hungry kiss Seth had given her on the bed.

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How was she supposed to say she’d changed her mind? She’d planned the weekend, talked Seth into it, hired a courtesan, paid a freaking fortune for two hours in the Bacchus pool. And now she wanted to back out when they were about to get right down to it?

“Delicious.” Robyn’s gaze was on Seth.

Courtney thought she’d scream.

“Take off your clothes, Courtney.” Robyn popped a cherry tomato in her mouth.

“Huh?” A flush rose to Courtney’s face. She wasn’t ready for this to start.

“Take off your clothes. I want to see Seth drink wine from your belly button and eat a grape out of your pussy.”

Oh. She shivered.

Seth laughed out loud. “I like you, Robyn. You say what you want.”

“You two whet my appetite earlier. I feel like upping the stakes.” Robyn petted Seth’s arm. “You can come more than once in a night, can’t you?”

“I could come right now.” He stared straight at Courtney as he said it. Robyn clapped her hands. “Good. Because we have so much more to do tonight.” She leaned past Seth, dropping her voice to a whisper just for Courtney. “I want to see him take you.”

The evening was getting away from her. Courtney was losing control. Yet Seth looked at her with the reflection of the fire in his eyes. The memory of his kiss, the way he’d grabbed and taken, tossed her on the bed, it played on her needs. The two of them together were seducing her. Since Seth had yet to say he wanted to do Robyn, Courtney let herself be seduced. Rising, she unzipped her dress, the material caressing her hips and legs as it slid to the carpet.

Robyn threw it across the room after Courtney stepped from the pool of fabric.

“Aren’t you getting naked with me?” It was fine being naked but only when you didn’t have to do it alone.

“No. This is all about you now.” Robyn lowered her lashes. “I want to help Seth pleasure you.”

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you.”

She latched on to the one important thing. He wasn’t asking to fuck Robyn; he wanted to pleasure his wife. Right now, that’s all Courtney cared about, the sexiness of a threesome without the fear that Seth would find the other woman’s body preferable to hers.

He patted a pillow. “Lay down.”

The fire leapt in his gaze. Her knees weakened. Robyn pushed the platter aside, and Courtney lay back against the pile of pillows between them. Seth kissed her gently, ran a hand down her abdomen to the very edge of her pubic curls, and stopped. Her belly trembled. Robyn retrieved the bag she’d tossed on the bed. “I’m going to put a bit of this on your nipples.” She drizzled liquid from a bottle, then smoothed the gel around each nipple.

Heat rose. Courtney swallowed. Her nipples puckered to the light touch of Robyn’s fingers.

“It’s a heat gel,” Robyn explained. “Does it feel good?”

“Yes.”

“Lick her nipples, Seth.” Robyn cupped Courtney’s breast, plumping the flesh for his mouth.

He sucked her deep, and Courtney moaned, her body rising all on its own, heat flashing down to her core. “Oh my God.”

“Feels good, doesn’t it?”

Her nipples tingled, Seth’s moist mouth heating the gel until her breasts burned. “Yes. God. That’s intense.”

Robyn dribbled cold white wine on her other nipple. “Suck it off.”

Seth ministered to that breast, the hot and cold an electric combination. Robyn set a grape in her belly button, added a couple of drops of wine and demanded of Seth, “Eat it.”

He licked the wine and sucked the grape from her body. His nose tickled. Courtney laughed. Her anxiety was receding. If she didn’t think of the moment she had to trade places with Robyn, she’d be fine.

“You need to strip down, Seth.” Robyn waved a hand at him. “I want to see both of you naked and tangled together.”

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didn’t want to see Seth’s hand reaching for her breast or his mouth on her nipple. Maybe she could get back into that idea later, but not now. Her husband rose to his full magnificence, tossed off his shirt, and stepped out of his shorts. His cock jutted proudly. Her breath simply stopped in her throat. He was so perfect.

“Touch him,” Robyn whispered. “He’s gorgeous.”

Courtney reached up to stroke his hard length. “He always amazes me with how hard he gets,” she said, almost to herself. Robyn closed her fingers over Courtney’s, squeezing until Seth hissed in air, then she pulled Courtney’s hand away. “Not too much. First I want him to make you come.”

Courtney turned, met Robyn’s chocolate brown gaze. “I’ve never come in front of anyone else.”

“That’s why it’s going to be so hot and exciting for all of us.” Robyn pulled Seth to his knees between Courtney’s legs. “Blow on her.”

He nestled at the juncture of her thighs, put his hand to her pussy, and opened her folds. His warm breath caressing her sent a jolt of heat to her clit.

“She needs the warming gel,” Seth said.

Seth held her open as Robyn drizzled the gel on her clitoris. It trickled down, leaving a wave of heat in its wake. They worked on her in tandem. It was suddenly, inexplicably, the most erotic thing she’d ever experienced. Even more than sucking Seth’s cock as Robyn held his base.

“Rub it in,” Robyn directed.

Seth did as he was bid, stroking her clit with his finger, dipping down to gather more of the gel. He circled, tantalized, teased. Courtney writhed.