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letting me
finish this.” His eyes flicked to the house and then back to her
before he nodded. “Good.” She removed her fingers and replaced them
with her lips. Just a quick, reassuring kiss that she hoped he
remembered five minutes from now.

Chapter Three
    New Track
     
    Trevor wiped his palms on his slacks as he followed
Ashley into her home. It’d been two months since he’d seen the
inside of her place. Two months since he’d left that idiot letter
on her pillow before running away like a pansy-assed kid instead of
facing her like a man. If he had, this probably all could have been
avoided, and they’d be practically married by now. The sheer fact
that she’d gone through so much to get him back into her life
proved to him that she was up to whatever would have happened had
their relationship become known. He was such a dumb ass.
    In her living room, Ashley slipped his jacket from
her shoulders and laid it across the couch. The sight of her pale,
plump ass had his dick getting hard. With every step she took in
those gravity defying heels, her butt jiggled and shook. She used
to complain about being “fat,” but to him, she was perfect. Curve
on top of curve, and he couldn’t get enough of her. After two
months of being apart, that one release wasn’t nearly enough to get
his dick under control. He needed her. Again.
    In two steps his front was pressed to her back as
she strode down the hallway. What should have been a tangle of
limbs…wasn’t. Ashley strode toward her bedroom, where the door was
slightly ajar, with purpose and proved to him that his interference
wouldn’t deter her.
    When she grasped his tie in her hand, his cock
hardened further. He loved this side of her. His best friend hadn’t
been lying when he’d warned that Ashley was a closet switch those
couple of months ago. He’d blown the comment off and allowed her to
take her pleasure when the three of them were together. At the
time, he knew it was their last night together and didn’t want to
ruin anything by denying either of them.
    Ashley dragged him through the open doorway and he
stopped in his tracks, nearly choking when she kept moving and he
didn’t. “Ashley? Richard?” His best friend sat in Ashley’s favorite
chair in the corner, his boxer briefs barely containing the hard-on
he sported.
    She stopped when she neared the bed and turned to
him, that evilly aroused expression back in place. How someone
could make him quake in fear and make his dick hard at the same
time, he didn’t know.
    “You, of course, know Richard. He is here to fulfill
one of your fantasies this evening.”
    His…fantasy? No. Oh, no. He’d had one fantasy and it
sure as shit didn’t involve Richard and there was no way…
    “Shh…” Ashley pulled him close and nudged him to the
bed. She stepped between his knees and pulled his face to her
chest. “It’s okay, Trevor. I’m not making this an either-or
situation, but I just thought…”
    She thought that since she trusted him, he should
trust her, and fuck if she wasn’t right. Damn it. He pressed his
face harder between her breasts, inhaling her scent and relishing
having her in his arms again. What a twisted sex life they had. Fun
as fuck, but twisted all the same.
    He nodded and pulled back to look into her eyes.
“Are you sure about this, Ashley? I thought all of this was to get
us back together.”
    She shook her head and turned her attention to the
man in the corner. “You were right; he’s an idiot.” She looked down
at him again. “But you’re my idiot, right?” He nodded. Idiot didn’t
mean stupid. “So, here’s the deal. Richard helped you give me
something special—”
    “And I’ve always wanted a chance at your ass…”
Goddamn, the man’s voice was deep and rough. He’d confided to
Ashley that not only was Richard a perfect specimen of all that was
male, but he had a voice that could make a straight man come as
well. And now that voice was talking about him like