A Question of Trust by Jess Dee Page A

“Does it look like I resent you?”
    Her heart lurched and her confidence grew a notch. “You like the idea of him fucking me, don’t you? You like it just as much as I do.” Moisture gathered between her legs.
    Gabe’s eyes darkened. “Yeah, baby. I like it. A lot.” He pulled himself closer to her, and flicked her towel open. “I like what it does to you and I like what it does to me.” His finger found her drenched curls and slipped lower.
    She moaned.
    “He’s watched me fucking you,” he said, his gaze never wavering. “Now I want to watch him in action.”
    Maddie’s chest stilled. Her breath caught in her throat.
    He played with her clit, using her cream to moisten it. “Go to him, baby,” he whispered. “Go and find him and tell him what you want.”
    Maddie nodded. Lack of air made her dizzy. Or was it his words? His permission to be with Connor? His finger drove her insane, bringing her blood to boiling point. “Only if you’re sure you’re okay with it.” As much as he’d teased, encouraged, she would not do this without Gabe’s absolute consent.
    “I’m sure.” He nodded in affirmation, then slid his finger inside her. “But there is one thing you must understand. I am not okay with just standing back and watching. When Connor fucks you, I will be right there with you. With both of you. You going to be okay with that?”
    Okay? The very thought made her weak. Her breath left her lungs in a whoosh. “More than okay,” she whispered. “I…I can’t wait.” She couldn’t. The Maddie sandwich was about to become a reality.
    “Stand up,” Gabe told her as he withdrew his finger.
    She got to her feet as he rolled even closer, so her pussy was inches from his face.
    “Go to him, Maddie.” He leaned over and nuzzled her hip bone. “Go to him, and when he feels how aroused you are tell him it’s because of him, and it’s because of me.” And then he buried his head between her legs and licked her. He burrowed his tongue between her wet folds, and used it to fuck her.
    Cream poured out of her, wetting his face, wetting her thighs. She called Gabe’s name, called Connor’s name, and Gabe pulled away. “Go now, baby, while I can still taste you in my mouth and you can still feel me on your lips.”
    “Wh…what about you?” she stammered. Good grief, Gabe had never stopped before he’d seen her through to orgasm. Her pussy throbbed, desperate for release.
    He sat up and tucked her towel around her breasts. “I’m going to shower. I’ll join you soon.” With that he walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him, leaving Maddie alone and aroused.
    Connor had walked away and Gabe had walked away and she wanted them both.
    There was only one thing to do.
     
    Maddie stood outside Connor’s room staring at his closed door. She should be nervous. She should be shaky, but she wasn’t. She was needy, she was horny and she was hot as hell. Her pussy pulsed from Gabe’s tongue, her breasts tightened at the memory of Connor’s face as he eyed them. Her body hummed.
    Not giving herself time to regret her actions, she tapped lightly on the door.
    Eternity passed before she heard footsteps. The door opened.
    Connor stood on the other side. Like her, he wore nothing but a towel. His was wrapped around his waist, leaving his upper torso bare. Water beaded on the whiskers on his chin, and dripped from his hair down his shoulder.
    That would explain her crappy shower. She’d shared the water with Connor. Maddie’s breath caught in her throat. Next time, perhaps they could share the shower.
    The towel fit snug against his waist, showing off his chest and arms. Connor was built like a runner, slim and hard. The same height as Gabe, but smaller, by far. Weight training had fully developed Gabe’s muscles, doubling their size at least. When Gabe moved, his muscle bulged. Connor on the other hand was all graceful lines and sleek angles.
    He was lean and beautiful and for the first