want?”
The deep timbre of his voice washed over her, the burning embers flickering in his eyes stirred her. Jason was a handsome man and when he stared at her with lust in his gaze, it triggered something buried deep inside her. It wasn’t the same as what she felt for Jeff, nor was it as intense, or even close to the emotions and feelings Jeff aroused within her, but she could not pretend she was unaffected by the youngest Downing brother.
“You had no right to read that!” she accused him, deciding to ignore her burgeoning awareness of him, even though she knew it was futile, even though she knew he was well aware of all the secrets she’d tried to hide, the longings and fantasies she’d buried deep within.
“It was open on your bed. But you’re right, I shouldn’t have.” He reached out his hand and she snatched her diary from his grasp before he thought to change his mind and keep it. “But since I did, should I tell Jeff some of what I read on those pages?”
Myriad emotions arced between her and Jason—fear, outrage, desire, yearning. His eyes reassured her. He knew her greatest secret, but it was hers to keep, hers to tell. But as for the others…
Teresa froze, unable to speak, barely able to breathe.
He wouldn’t…
“‘ There are rumours that the Downing brothers, they sometimes share their women. I’ve asked BJ this, and she says they’re just rumours, but as she does, there is a look that flickers in her eyes and she can barely meet my gaze, and then I wonder—’”
“Don’t,” Teresa pleaded with Jason, her voice a desperate whisper. She noticed as he recounted her innermost thoughts—her secret discussions contained within her diary meant for her eyes and ears only—that he inched closer.
She glanced at Jeff, then back at Jason, and the look that ricocheted between the two of them was the same as earlier, sending a tiny shiver racing down her spine.
“Don’t what, Teresa? Don’t continue or don’t stop?” His question was met with silence, and wide eyes that begged him not to finish the passage she’d written only days ago.
“‘— and then I wonder, what would it be like to be made love to by two men? The idea never appealed to me before, but that was because I could never imagine two men I would ever want to make love to at the same time. Well, the idea never appealed to me until I met Jeff and Jason Downing—’”
“Stop it!” Teresa had never been more humiliated in her entire life and she closed her eyes as if she could shut out the image of Jason Downing before her, revealing every hidden detail of her fantasies.
She tried to pull away from Jeff, but his arm was like a steel vice around her waist. He refused to release her as he held her tight, and he would not allow her to move, would not allow her to retreat from him.
Opening her eyes, it was some time before she could lift her head and meet his gaze. She’d expected disdain, or even snide amusement that she’d thought the both of them would be so desperate for sex that they’d want to share her, when they could so easily have any woman they wanted, when it was well known that women had to share them, not the other way around.
What she discovered in Jeff’s eyes, however, shocked her. It made her heart pound faster until she thought the organ would explode.
“Don’t fight it, Red, not if it’s what you desire. And do not be embarrassed or feel shame because of your yearnings, your fantasies.”
“But that’s just it. They’re just…fantasies.” Her gaze darted between the two brothers as she rasped out that last statement. They were just fantasies. She’d never intended for them to be anything more, but the way the two of them looked at her—hot and hungry, their eyes dancing with unfulfilled and unspoken desires… She shuddered against Jeff, the tremor shaking her to the very core.
“They are more than just fantasies. They are the yearnings of your body which you long to
The deep timbre of his voice washed over her, the burning embers flickering in his eyes stirred her. Jason was a handsome man and when he stared at her with lust in his gaze, it triggered something buried deep inside her. It wasn’t the same as what she felt for Jeff, nor was it as intense, or even close to the emotions and feelings Jeff aroused within her, but she could not pretend she was unaffected by the youngest Downing brother.
“You had no right to read that!” she accused him, deciding to ignore her burgeoning awareness of him, even though she knew it was futile, even though she knew he was well aware of all the secrets she’d tried to hide, the longings and fantasies she’d buried deep within.
“It was open on your bed. But you’re right, I shouldn’t have.” He reached out his hand and she snatched her diary from his grasp before he thought to change his mind and keep it. “But since I did, should I tell Jeff some of what I read on those pages?”
Myriad emotions arced between her and Jason—fear, outrage, desire, yearning. His eyes reassured her. He knew her greatest secret, but it was hers to keep, hers to tell. But as for the others…
Teresa froze, unable to speak, barely able to breathe.
He wouldn’t…
“‘ There are rumours that the Downing brothers, they sometimes share their women. I’ve asked BJ this, and she says they’re just rumours, but as she does, there is a look that flickers in her eyes and she can barely meet my gaze, and then I wonder—’”
“Don’t,” Teresa pleaded with Jason, her voice a desperate whisper. She noticed as he recounted her innermost thoughts—her secret discussions contained within her diary meant for her eyes and ears only—that he inched closer.
She glanced at Jeff, then back at Jason, and the look that ricocheted between the two of them was the same as earlier, sending a tiny shiver racing down her spine.
“Don’t what, Teresa? Don’t continue or don’t stop?” His question was met with silence, and wide eyes that begged him not to finish the passage she’d written only days ago.
“‘— and then I wonder, what would it be like to be made love to by two men? The idea never appealed to me before, but that was because I could never imagine two men I would ever want to make love to at the same time. Well, the idea never appealed to me until I met Jeff and Jason Downing—’”
“Stop it!” Teresa had never been more humiliated in her entire life and she closed her eyes as if she could shut out the image of Jason Downing before her, revealing every hidden detail of her fantasies.
She tried to pull away from Jeff, but his arm was like a steel vice around her waist. He refused to release her as he held her tight, and he would not allow her to move, would not allow her to retreat from him.
Opening her eyes, it was some time before she could lift her head and meet his gaze. She’d expected disdain, or even snide amusement that she’d thought the both of them would be so desperate for sex that they’d want to share her, when they could so easily have any woman they wanted, when it was well known that women had to share them, not the other way around.
What she discovered in Jeff’s eyes, however, shocked her. It made her heart pound faster until she thought the organ would explode.
“Don’t fight it, Red, not if it’s what you desire. And do not be embarrassed or feel shame because of your yearnings, your fantasies.”
“But that’s just it. They’re just…fantasies.” Her gaze darted between the two brothers as she rasped out that last statement. They were just fantasies. She’d never intended for them to be anything more, but the way the two of them looked at her—hot and hungry, their eyes dancing with unfulfilled and unspoken desires… She shuddered against Jeff, the tremor shaking her to the very core.
“They are more than just fantasies. They are the yearnings of your body which you long to
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