that I’m visiting a…friend. He’s out of town right now, anyway. I can be back tomorrow and—”
“Wait. We have one rule.”
A rule? There were rules about a three-way? “Like…?”
“I don’t do virgins, so there won’t be any fucking your pussy.” Kimber bristled. She didn’t like his blunt language, but was used to that. What bothered her more was his tone, as if virginity made her a lower life-form.
“I think I made it clear earlier that I wanted to save my virginity for Jesse. So that won’t be a problem.”
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“I just want you to remember that when things get hot.” He grabbed her face in his hands and leaned his taut body closer. The intent glow of his eyes said that he was desperately resisting the urge to kiss her. “And Kimber, they will get hot.” A sizzling shiver stole through her. “I won’t forget or change my mind.”
“I won’t give in when you beg.”
Kimber tore away from his grasp. “When I beg?”
My, someone thinks a lot of his prowess.
Deke’s grim smile went straight to her nerves. “One of the joys of a ménage . We can make you willing to do anything. But since we’re agreed now that there won’t be any straight sex, then there won’t be any risks.” Shayla Black Decadent What sort of sex would there be, then? Oral. Anal. She hadn’t done either. In two weeks, she’d become a pro at both. The thought made her suck in a sharp breath at the dangerous jolt of
“Risks of what? Pregnancy?”
Deke’s mouth tightened. “That and entanglement. Taking virginity is accepting a responsibility in my mind. A man shouldn’t fuck a virgin he doesn’t intend to claim and keep. And I’m not in the market to claim any woman, not in the forever sense.” Amazing. The old-fashioned and commitment-avoidant all in one breath.
“Somehow, I’m not surprised,” she remarked, hearing her own sarcasm.
Deke merely crossed his arms over his chest and stared, his expression closed.
Unreadable. Taut jaw, unapproachable body language. His mouth flattened into a 54
grim line. And those deep blue eyes of his, they looked flat, matter-of-fact…at first glance.
Kimber looked again.
Bleak. Everything about him screamed it. A stiffness in his posture, coupled with some yearning she glimpsed the longer she looked. Deke blinked, shifted his weight, took a step back. Whatever she’d seen was gone.
Kimber frowned. Lord, she was losing it. It wasn’t possible to see that much from a single glance. And Deke was the last man she should attribute any real emotion to. That look…she’d probably just mistaken his annoyance that he had to wait until tomorrow for her to ease his hard-on or that he wouldn’t be getting any vaginal sex from her. The subject of virgins and claiming didn’t actually upset him. She doubted much ruffled him, in fact. He’d probably thought next to nothing about the
“risks” of vaginal sex, except to decide that declaring “no virgins” gave him a better shot at no commitment.
Shayla Black Decadent
“Should I tell Luc you’ll be back to the house in time for dinner?” His dead expression was back, and this time, Kimber didn’t look any closer. She doubted Deke was sensitive enough to have any demons, but if he did, she didn’t want to know them.
“And pass up his cooking? I’ll be there.”
Deke didn’t smile. In fact, he looked as cheerful as a man facing death row. “We’ll be ready.”
#
Deke nursed a beer just inside the kitchen as he watched Luc open the front door.
Kimber stood on the other side, looking so damn innocent in a white lace shirt and flirty flowered skirt, he gnashed his teeth. Having her here had “bad news” written 55
all over it. Damn.
The hint of mischief in her eyes didn’t make him hard— just the thought of her had managed that twenty minutes ago. But the excitement flushing her cheeks slammed a fresh rush of blood to his cock as Luc invited her into the house. She accepted with a smile and
“Wait. We have one rule.”
A rule? There were rules about a three-way? “Like…?”
“I don’t do virgins, so there won’t be any fucking your pussy.” Kimber bristled. She didn’t like his blunt language, but was used to that. What bothered her more was his tone, as if virginity made her a lower life-form.
“I think I made it clear earlier that I wanted to save my virginity for Jesse. So that won’t be a problem.”
53
“I just want you to remember that when things get hot.” He grabbed her face in his hands and leaned his taut body closer. The intent glow of his eyes said that he was desperately resisting the urge to kiss her. “And Kimber, they will get hot.” A sizzling shiver stole through her. “I won’t forget or change my mind.”
“I won’t give in when you beg.”
Kimber tore away from his grasp. “When I beg?”
My, someone thinks a lot of his prowess.
Deke’s grim smile went straight to her nerves. “One of the joys of a ménage . We can make you willing to do anything. But since we’re agreed now that there won’t be any straight sex, then there won’t be any risks.” Shayla Black Decadent What sort of sex would there be, then? Oral. Anal. She hadn’t done either. In two weeks, she’d become a pro at both. The thought made her suck in a sharp breath at the dangerous jolt of
“Risks of what? Pregnancy?”
Deke’s mouth tightened. “That and entanglement. Taking virginity is accepting a responsibility in my mind. A man shouldn’t fuck a virgin he doesn’t intend to claim and keep. And I’m not in the market to claim any woman, not in the forever sense.” Amazing. The old-fashioned and commitment-avoidant all in one breath.
“Somehow, I’m not surprised,” she remarked, hearing her own sarcasm.
Deke merely crossed his arms over his chest and stared, his expression closed.
Unreadable. Taut jaw, unapproachable body language. His mouth flattened into a 54
grim line. And those deep blue eyes of his, they looked flat, matter-of-fact…at first glance.
Kimber looked again.
Bleak. Everything about him screamed it. A stiffness in his posture, coupled with some yearning she glimpsed the longer she looked. Deke blinked, shifted his weight, took a step back. Whatever she’d seen was gone.
Kimber frowned. Lord, she was losing it. It wasn’t possible to see that much from a single glance. And Deke was the last man she should attribute any real emotion to. That look…she’d probably just mistaken his annoyance that he had to wait until tomorrow for her to ease his hard-on or that he wouldn’t be getting any vaginal sex from her. The subject of virgins and claiming didn’t actually upset him. She doubted much ruffled him, in fact. He’d probably thought next to nothing about the
“risks” of vaginal sex, except to decide that declaring “no virgins” gave him a better shot at no commitment.
Shayla Black Decadent
“Should I tell Luc you’ll be back to the house in time for dinner?” His dead expression was back, and this time, Kimber didn’t look any closer. She doubted Deke was sensitive enough to have any demons, but if he did, she didn’t want to know them.
“And pass up his cooking? I’ll be there.”
Deke didn’t smile. In fact, he looked as cheerful as a man facing death row. “We’ll be ready.”
#
Deke nursed a beer just inside the kitchen as he watched Luc open the front door.
Kimber stood on the other side, looking so damn innocent in a white lace shirt and flirty flowered skirt, he gnashed his teeth. Having her here had “bad news” written 55
all over it. Damn.
The hint of mischief in her eyes didn’t make him hard— just the thought of her had managed that twenty minutes ago. But the excitement flushing her cheeks slammed a fresh rush of blood to his cock as Luc invited her into the house. She accepted with a smile and
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