for a way to fulfill her fantasy, and you two are the only ones I trust with something like this. And, I’ll admit, it was something that appealed to me too.”
Brody held up a hand. “I’m not saying I wouldn’t want to do it, just that it’s not something I’d go into lightly. I want to. I doubt you know how much I’d love to have sex with her.”
“I’d do it,” Tate said quietly. “As long as the three of us agreed that nothing changes for us. I know we can’t, to a degree, control how Zoe feels, but we can make a pact not to act like buttheads.”
“You’re worried I’m going become a jealous asshole,” Chase said.
Brody nodded. “Yeah, something like that. She’s your girl. We all live together. You have to admit, things could get . . . awkward if we let it.”
“Yeah, I hear you.”
“When did we become such fucking girls?” Tate grumbled.
Chase grinned. “That’s a good question. I’m not the one talking about my feelings.” He jerked his thumb in Brody’s direction. “Apparently B is getting in touch with his inner woman over here.”
“Fuck you,” Brody growled. But he grinned as he said it.
Chase cast a casual glance in their direction. “So . . . y’all up for it or what?”
“I’m in,” Tate said.
Brody took a deep breath and then nodded. “Yeah, I’m in.”
Zoe pulled into the driveway and frowned when she saw that the house was completely dark. She’d been looking forward to seeing Chase tonight and kicking off two whole shared days off. It didn’t happen very often that their schedules aligned, and she wanted to make the most of every second.
She parked in the garage, then reached for her cell as she got out. She was punching in Chase’s number when an arm curled around her waist and a hand closed over her mouth.
Her pulse exploded, and she drew in a breath to scream when Chase murmured next to her ear.
“It’s me, baby. Don’t be afraid. Relax and enjoy your fantasy.”
For a moment she couldn’t even process her thoughts. Ridiculous excitement surged and pumped through her veins. Her stomach fluttered nervously. Her cheeks heated, and goose bumps raced across her skin.
Chase went silent. His hand stayed clamped over her mouth. Material slid over her eyes, and the world went even darker around her.
More hands joined Chase’s. She was picked up, her arms bent behind her and then secured with soft binding. A vehicle roared up in the drive, and she heard doors open and slam shut. Then open again.
Chase tossed her inside. Not a seat. Back of a van? One of those utility jobs. Holy crap, where did he score a van?
She lay there, her pulse pounding in her ears. Rough hands pulled at her scrubs until cool air blew over her ass. Her pants were only down around her knees when a cock prodded and pushed at her pussy. Fingers separated her flesh, lifted her thigh just enough for access and then the cock drove deep and hard.
She flexed her fingers, but her bonds held tight. On her side, her legs curled toward her chest, she was deliciously helpless to move.
Strong, blunt fingertips dug into her hair and pushed at her head, angling it back. A thick cock pushed at her lips. At her gasp of surprise it surged forward, lodging deep in her throat.
She knew it was Chase in her pussy, but who was in her mouth? The sheer decadence of not knowing, of being fucked so crudely had already put her close to the edge. A warm buzz settled in her ears and hummed over her body.
If there was any doubt that the real thing wouldn’t excite her as much as the fantasy, it was gone now.
Her orgasm worked hard and fast, spinning low in her abdomen and tightening every one of her muscles. She panted around the cock shoving back and forth over her tongue.
Chase fucked her hard and without mercy. There was an urgency to his movements that he’d lacked in the past. He was big and hard, and her swollen tissues clasped him tightly, reluctant to let go when he withdrew.
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