Happy Hour: From the Black & White Collection by Mari Carr Read Free Book Online

easy.
    Fuck it. He was going to lay it all out for her tonight. He was tired of holding back because of their
    age difference, because of Maddie, out of respect for her dead husband, because he was afraid of rejection or losing her friendship. All his excuses faded away as he looked at her lovely face.
    “Clearly you’ve never been finger-fucked. I’d have you begging for my cock in minutes,” he replied,
    leaning closer to her.
    She flushed as he added the last statement, but her suddenly shallow breathing and the turgid nipples
    poking through her blouse answered the most pressing question in his mind. He didn’t have to wonder
    about her sexual interest in him anymore. Her body was screaming Yes! loud and clear. Now he needed to clear the hurdle of her mind.
    Trey’s voice broke the silence surrounding them. “You two do realize I’m sitting here and can hear
    everything you’re saying, right?”
    Grace laughed, but it had a breathless quality that sent a fresh surge of blood to Jamie’s cock as he
    imagined that sound in his bed as he came into her body. “I hope you’re driving tonight, Trey. I think
    maybe Jamie is a little drunk.”
    Jamie reached down and pulled her chair roughly toward his until she was sitting between his
    outstretched legs. “You had to go there, didn’t you? You couldn’t help yourself. It’s easier to make a joke than admit to yourself that there’s a guy sitting at this table who wants to fuck himself to death inside you.”
    Jamie saw Trey move his chair closer to Grace and as he looked away from her astonished face, he
    saw his friend’s hands resting on Grace’s waist.
    “Two guys,” Trey added. “There are two guys who want you, Gracie.”
    Grace looked from him to Trey and he could see her mind fighting to process what they were saying.
    “This is a joke.” The words were weak, almost a question. Hell, he thought they sounded like a plea.
    He shook his head. “I’ve wanted you for years, Grace.”
    Trey bent forward and as Jamie watched, his friend pressed a soft kiss to the side of her neck. Grace’s eyes drifted shut and he grasped her hands when they began to shake. “Open your eyes and look at me,”
    Jamie said.
    She opened them, looked at him, her gaze full of questions and if he wasn’t mistaken, lust. “How long
    has it been?” Jamie whispered.
    “Too long,” she replied breathlessly.
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    He suspected—hell, he knew—she hadn’t been with anyone since her husband’s death. They were
    good enough friends she would have told him if there’d been another man since then.
    “Come home with us,” Jamie said, his heart pounding as he spoke the words, the realization of what
    he was asking dawning hard. He was inviting Grace and Trey to his bed.
    Trey’s lips still lingered by her ear and he heard his friend whisper, “Please, Grace. Just tonight. One night.”
    She shuddered and Jamie tightened his grip on her hands. For Trey, it would be one night, but Jamie
    was hoping for much, much longer.
    Grace took a deep breath and Jamie sensed her struggle to recover her wits. “I feel like we should talk about this. There needs to be some conversation, some discussion.”
    Jamie cut her off. “Do you want to sleep with us?”
    “God, yes.”
    “Discussion over. Let’s pay the tab and get out of here.”
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    Grace fought back the urge to start giggling hysterically as Jamie unlocked his truck and Trey helped
    her into the passenger seat before playfully shoving her ass over into the middle. Was she out of her mind?
    Was it a full moon? Had she fallen into some bizarre parallel universe where wicked fantasies came true?
    Cheryl had thrown her on this path earlier in the night with a few well-phrased words about living
    again, putting herself first for once. She’d had more then her fair share of sex dreams about the two men crowding her into the middle of the front