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wrinkled her nose. “Maybe I’ll need a demonstration.”
    Robyn stared pointedly at him in the mirror. “We can certainly make sure you get all the demonstration you need.”
    Seth’s blood hammered though his veins. Courtney leaned over and breathed in his ear, warm, wet. “Yeah, sweetie,” she whispered, then licked his earlobe,
    “we’re going to need a long, deep demonstration.”
    He shuddered deep in his bones picturing the night to come. He wanted to say he didn’t need this, wanted to believe he was above it. Yet surrounded by the scent of so much aroused femininity, he was in danger of doing anything his wife asked.
    “Courtney, are you by any chance stroking Seth’s cock?”
    Courtney laughed and nodded.
    “Is Seth getting hard?”
    She squeezed him, then reached between his legs to cup his balls, and answered Robyn with, “Uh-huh.”
    “Mmm.” Combined with Courtney’s touch, Robyn’s sound of approval vibrated 41
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    through his cockhead.
    Oh man, he was in trouble. Big trouble.
    “May I see how large he is?”
    “Seth?” Courtney murmured, asking permission. He’d had same-room sex with another couple in college, before he’d started dating Courtney. It had been new, exciting. This was . . . different. Better. Hotter. More erotic. His breath seemed harsh in his throat. His heart beat in time with the pulse of his cock. It was all he could do to manage the SUV. Because of Courtney. He thought he knew her inside and out, yet this was a facet of her he’d never even contemplated. The naughty smile gracing her lips. The lascivious sparkle in her eyes. The playfulness in her touch. It was so far beyond the fantasizing they’d done. Was it possible that she wasn’t jealous?
    He put his hand over hers, turned long enough to capture her gaze. “It’s your cock this weekend, baby, do what you want with it.”
    The rasp of his zipper drowned out the road noise. Robyn leaned forward, her fingers brushing his shoulder as she peered over the seat. Her scent of almonds and vanilla drifted over him, a nice smell, yet he preferred Courtney’s citrus lotions.
    She moved to the other seat, behind Courtney. “The view is so much better over here.”
    In his peripheral vision, he got an impression of their heads together, their eyes devouring him.
    Courtney reached inside his shorts. Her fingers were cool from the airconditioning while her gaze was totally hot. She chuckled. “Oh, you dirty man, you’re not wearing underwear.”
    Seth gave her his best shit-eating grin. “Two can play at this game, baby.”
    He’d gone commando, not with this in mind, but because it put him in a nastier frame of mind.
    Gliding deeper into his shorts, down his shaft, making his forehead break out in a sweat, she reached for his balls.
    And gasped, turning to Robyn. “He shaved,” she whispered with awe. Satisfaction ran rampant through him. She thought she had everything mapped out, in her control. He’d decided to throw his wife a few curve balls. Pun intended.
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    A car passed them in the fast lane. Thank God the SUV rode higher or they’d be seen. The idea shot through his cock, turning him unbearably hard and aching.
    “He likes that,” Courtney said, as if he were a toy they were playing with. She pulled his cock from his shorts, the crown plum-colored with need.
    “Oh my,” Robyn murmured with reverence.
    He was a guy like any other, and the admiration in her tone kicked him a notch higher. Pre-come beaded on his tip.
    Courtney captured it on her finger and raised her hand to her mouth. Her brown eyes darkened to the color of whiskey, her lips slick and beckoning with his come. The car hit the road dots, bumping over them until he corrected. Je-sus. She liked to suck, loved to swallow, but the carnal heat in her eyes was beyond anything they’d shared. For the first damn time, Seth started to see how