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“We’re going to tell them yes,” Mac went on, his body setting her on fire.

“Yes,” she whispered as if he’d hypnotized her. Maybe he had. Kern’s emotions had always been so muted. If he hadn’t told her things, she’d never have known. Mac’s body radiated everything he felt, from his hard cock to the rise and fall of his chest to the burn in his eyes.

“Tell me what you want,” he demanded, his voice diamond hard, his eyes glittering.

Fuck me now. She didn’t want to go back inside, didn’t care about the money, didn’t give a damn about the Stamoses. She’d do anything Mac wanted. God, this was the kick she loved. Feeling it with Mac was so good yet so damn bad. She swallowed, her throat rippling against the hand that imprisoned her. “I want—” She couldn’t find the air she needed to finish. She gulped, swallowing his breath along with hers, and started again. “I want you to watch me do whatever you tell me to do.”

“Anything?” he snapped out.

She nodded. “Anything.” It gave him carte blanche to take her if he wanted. His chest rose against her; then slowly, as if prying himself off her, he used one hand to push from the wall. Cool night air blew between them. He dropped his hold on her throat. “I’ll tell them you’ll do what I say.” He jutted his chin down, his face in hers. “And they’ll give me the money.”

She felt like his woman, not his whore. Spryo was handsome. She could do him for Mac. She could love having Mac watch, savor the blaze in his eyes, the heated looks they would share. Oh God, yes, for tonight, she wanted it exactly this way. Where she was dying for his kiss, his touch, his cock, while another man took her.

If he wasn’t her husband’s brother, the moment would have been perfect. He pulled her inside, and she thrilled to his power, his strength. At the table, the Stamoses sat much more closely than before. Spryo’s eyes sparked with 37

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heat, and Jessica’s cheeks were flushed, her lipstick slightly smudged. Mac ushered Dani into the booth. “Here’s how it’s going to work,” he said. “I will be there to watch. I will take all gifts on Dani’s behalf. You will ask me for what you want, and I will make the decision as to whether you may have it. I will direct her and tell her when she’s gone too far and when she hasn’t gone far enough.” He passed his gaze over the two of them. “Is that all clear?”

Jessica was breathing hard, faster than when they’d sat down. She liked it, Mac’s stern voice, his power. Dani felt a surge of possessiveness. He’s mine, bitch, hands off.

Spryo smiled. “Fuck, that’s hot.” He grabbed his wife’s hand, held it to his chest. “Perhaps we need to think about adding their kind of scenario to our repertoire, my sweet.” He tipped her chin to him. “What do you think?”

His voice a whisper, Dani read his lips. Jessica nodded as if words escaped her.

Slipping his fingers between Dani’s thighs, Mac spoke to Spryo. “I trust we have an agreement, then.”

If he’d touched her pussy, even through her panties, she’d have come.

“We’re in complete agreement.”

Two powerful men making a deal over their women. Yes, by God, it was hot. One more thing,” Mac said. “If I see fit, I will join in.” He turned his head, looking pointedly at her. “But I will touch only Dani.”

Heat raced across her skin, just as it had the moment he’d told her that he would never just sit in the corner and watch as Kern had done. She’d tried to tell herself then it wasn’t what she wanted.

She knew herself for a liar now. God yes, she needed it.

“We have a deal,” Spryo said. “Now let us drink coffee and eat baklava.” He smiled. “The sweets will give us a much-needed energy boost.”

Mac laughed. “I agree.” He chose a piece of the confection from the plate in the center and fed it to Dani. Instead of letting him go, she sucked the stickiness from his fingers.

His gaze heated. He got the message. Two could play at this game. There’d be no if about it; she would make sure he couldn’t help but join in. 38

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6

STAMOS HAD BOOKED A SUITE IN A UNION SQUARE HOTEL, A LONG room with a king-size bed on one end, faux fireplace, sofa, and chairs on the other. The perfect setup for the show the ladies had already begun. Seated on the sofa, Mac put his feet up, crossing his ankles. He’d removed only his suit jacket and tie.

While the ladies were powdering their noses or whatever the hell women did when they went to the restroom together, Stamos had handed Mac an envelope thick with cash. He took it with a momentary hiccup in his pulse. He’d truly become Dani’s pimp. Without counting or checking inside, he’d shoved the packet in his inner suit pocket right next to his heart. Now, fully dressed, Stamos sat on the end of the bed, his wife and Dani on either side of him.

God, she was gorgeous, enough to stop a man’s heart midbeat. Mac had no clear memory of how he’d stopped himself from looking at her for all the years Dani had been with Kern.

Her skin was golden with two sets of lines, bikini and her jogging clothes. High, firm breasts smaller than Jessica’s—who had the overstated curves of Jessica Rabbit in Who Framed Roger Rabbit—they were no less suckable. Mac ached for a taste of Dani’s nipples.

“Master”—Jessica giggled—“may Dani and I undress Spryo?” Arms akimbo, hands on her hips, she was definitely a natural redhead and proud enough to display her body without any simpering or false modesty.

“Strip him down, ladies.”

Jessica loved it, asking permission for each article of clothing she removed. But it was Dani Mac loved watching. Her hair tumbling in sexy disarray, she showed no self-consciousness, either. Despite how often she must have done this, he’d assumed it would be different with him in the room, but she’d bared all as quickly as Jessica, damn near giving him heart failure. Now she shot him a sly smile as she helped Stamos to stand and went for his belt while Jessica unbuttoned his shirt.

Flanked by the two women, Stamos was shorter than both by inches. But damn if he seemed to mind.

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“Oh my,” Dani murmured as his chest was bared. “Look at all that lovely hair.”

“He’s hairy all over,” Jessica whispered loud enough for Mac to hear. Mac himself had a minimum of chest hair. He wondered which Dani would prefer.

“Good Lord,” Dani said on a breathy note as she revealed the man’s cock. Already wicked hard, it sprang from his slacks.

“I told you he was big,” Jessica said, almost as if she were shining up her nails on her sleeve.

Dani laughed. “You weren’t lying.” Then she glanced down. “I guess we should have undone his shoes first.” Together, they went to their knees and took care of one shoe each.

They talked about him, around him, over him, never to him. Stamos merely grinned as they oohed and aahed with every bit of clothing they removed and each inch of skin they revealed. Mac had figured him to be overweight, but beneath the shirt and trousers, he was mostly muscle. Dani pinched his nipple, and Stamos tipped his head back, groaning.

“Hey.” Mac snapped his fingers. “I didn’t say you could touch him yet.”

She batted her eyelashes. “So sorry.”

Jessica giggled. “Master, may we touch?” All three naked now, Jessica rubbed herself against Stamos like a cat. “I want to kiss him while Dani pinches and licks his nipples.”

“You have my permission,” Mac said solemnly.

The ladies went for the gusto. It was a sexy sight, and he was fine with Dani sucking on the man’s turgid nipples, making him moan loudly into his wife’s mouth. Mac just didn’t want Dani kissing him.

“Make him sit,” Mac ordered.

They pushed him down onto the edge of the bed. His cock rose straight up, the crown plum-colored.

“May I touch his cock, Master?” Jessica no longer giggled, her voice breathless, her nipples hard. She hung on to her husband’s thigh, squeezing, her nails bright red against his swarthy Mediterranean flesh tones.

“Stroke him.”

As she wrapped her fingers around him, a drop of pre-come oozed from the tip. Stamos closed his eyes and braced his hands on the bed, spreading his legs. 40

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His hips pumped slowly.

They didn’t need Dani at all right then. Mac started to believe he’d misjudged their relationship, not your basic younger-woman-using-older-rich-dude gig. They were into each other as much as the kink.

Dani rose, crossing the room. Mac’s heart rolled over at her long-legged glide, muscles defined, graceful, like a pedigreed mare. Grabbing her purse, she extracted a bottle and some packets. Tossing the condoms on the coffee table in front of him like a challenge, she winked. He almost reached out to haul her down on the couch beside him, but he was enjoying the sexy tease too much to stop it.

He wasn’t sure how he’d feel when they got down to the actual sex. Maybe he wouldn’t give his permission. The thought of Dani’s lips sliding over Spryo’s cock . . . It roused things in him, equal parts jealousy and desire, triumph and need.

He wanted to see how it all played out. How much he could take. How much he could give.

“I think we need this,” Dani said, dropping fluidly to her knees beside the couple. Opening the bottle, she poured lube over the head of Stamos’s cock. “It tastes good, too.”

“Do not taste until I say so,” Mac commanded.

Jessica made an affirming noise as she spread the lube over her husband’s shaft and balls, stroking, squeezing, rubbing. The guy was hairy between the legs, too; they both were. Only Dani was trimmed, the lips of her pussy plump.

“You love the way your wife strokes you, don’t you, Spryo?” Dani murmured, her tone so hot, sexy, seductive, it burrowed beneath Mac’s skin.

“Holy mother, yes.” Stamos gave a deep laugh and cracked one eye open.

“Sometimes we play Daddy and his naughty little girl.”

Jessica laughed, her eyes sparkling, and she leaned in to kiss the prominent bump of his big nose. “I know how to jerk off my daddy better than anyone.”

Now, that was kinky. Different strokes. Mac had to admit, though, just watching them had him hard in his pants. It had something to do with how good they were together.

“May Dani try?” Jessica asked in a high, childlike voice. Then there was the Dani effect on him, of course. Mac blinked, and, behind his lids, he saw her between his legs, taking his 41

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cock in her mouth. His hips almost surged.

He wasn’t like Kern, not a true voyeur, getting off only on the watching, but he needed to see her lips devouring hard, male flesh. He wanted to see a man’s face as she took his cock deep down her throat, hear the groans Stamos would make. Almost as a prelude to things Mac would make her do to him.

“Suck him, Dani.” His voice came out low, harsh, needy. Dani looked at him, one second, two; then a smile grew on her luscious lips. She knew what he really wanted.

What he would have before the night was over.

“Is that all right with you, Jessica?” she asked. Mac realized there was an etiquette to doing another woman’s husband.

Jessica’s breath puffed, her eyes wide; then she bit her lip. “Yes. Please. I want to hold him while you suck him.”

Mac could understand men sharing. But women? He hadn’t thought they were built like that. Obviously, he was wrong. A light glowed in Jessica’s eyes as she fisted her husband’s penis in her hand, and Dani bent to take the plum of his cock between her lips. She tongued the slit at the tip, and Mac could swear his own dick jerked as if she’d licked him.

“How does that feel, Big Daddy?” Jessica whispered.

“Oh baby, that’s so good. Not as good as you, though.”

“Suck hard on his crown,” Jessica directed. “He loves that.”

Dani enveloped Stamos. His face tensed. He sucked in a breath. Christ, it was hot, watching her cheeks flex, the bob of her head. Mac could actually feel it. Stamos moaned. Still holding his cock in a tight grip, Jessica gathered Dani’s thick, curling hair in her other hand and pulled it to one side for Stamos to see his own cock disappearing between Dani’s lips. Mac could see, too. His sight narrowed to that big cock in her mouth, and his heart pumped hard in his chest.

“DADDY, YOUR COCK IS SO BEAUTIFUL IN HER MOUTH. SHE CAN hardly take it all, you’re so thick and magnificent.”

Jessica talked, crooned, enthused, egged her husband on. Dani slid Spryo deep into her mouth until she left lipstick prints on Jessica’s fingers where she gripped him. He was big, thick, and tasted good. Some men didn’t. Spryo was sweet, as if he’d been eating fruit. 42

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Dani tipped her head slightly. Just enough to see Mac. Her heart clamored against her ribs. He slouched on the couch, eyelids at half-mast, hands clasped over his abdomen, eyes meeting hers in a blaze of heat. Despite his seemingly relaxed posture, his cock tented his trousers, his gaze avid as she glided slowly back up Spryo’s thick penis to circle the tip with her tongue.

Her breath felt shallow, her blood hot. Jessica’s flow of dirty talk and admiration, the vibrations in Spryo’s belly as he moaned, and Mac’s hot gaze set her skin on fire.

This was what she needed, her man—even if he was hers only until the morning—watching her perform, getting hard, wanting her. God, yes, Mac wanted her. His heat sizzled across the brief distance between them.