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Even through the computer connection, he saw the
appreciative look she gave him. He stroked his chest and watched her gaze
follow his movement. She was interested.

“I’m good with that.”

As soon as he’d agreed, Kevin reached over and untied the
belt on the short, silky robe she had covering her. He parted the lapels and
pushed it off her shoulders. Adam sucked in a breath. Her breasts were as
lovely bare as he’d suspected. Kevin massaged one while he bent to suckle the
other. Adam groaned.

Through the camera, Jill’s gaze met his. Her lips parted and
she bit down on the lower one.

“Let me see you,” she murmured, just loud enough that he
heard the request. Adam rubbed his hands across his chest and over his stomach
to his pants’ elastic waistband. His cock tented them big-time. He used one hand
to pull his cock out the top then lifted his hips to push the pants down far
enough he could kick them away.

Kevin had moved so he was behind her, petting her while she
watched what Adam did. At her wide blue gaze fixed on him, his breathing
quickened along with his heartbeat. They were even better together, their nude
bodies fitting perfectly.

“Touch yourself,” he ground out, his hand curled around his
shaft. She smiled, running her hand over the bare pink folds between her creamy
thighs. Kevin nuzzled her neck, but Adam wanted to see him too. “Suck him while
you do it.”

This time, Kevin’s gaze met his. For an instant, there was a
flash of awareness, a look that told him Kevin was aware he’d asked Jill to do
what he wanted to be doing. They shifted so he could see her fingers working
her clit while she turned her head to take Kevin between her lips.

“Yes,” Adam gasped and began stroking his cock with a
purpose. For several minutes, the only sounds on either end were heavy
breathing and the wet suction of Jill’s mouth on her husband’s cock. Adam
wanted to be there with them. “Fuck her, Kevin.”

She sat on his cock while they faced the camera. Adam’s gaze
was glued to where their bodies slid together and apart, flesh slapping against
flesh. Jill and Kevin both watched him, their gazes hot and tight with passion.

“Come, Adam,” Kevin snarled, “for Jill.”

At Kevin’s words, she writhed in his arms, arching and
twisting, crying out as her climax hit. Adam stroked just behind the head of
his cock. When his nuts tightened and his cum boiled out, he looked at the
screen. Kevin watched him at the same time he slammed his cock into Jill’s cunt
with several quick thrusts before grunting with his own climax.

Quiet. They tried to catch their breaths then Jill laughed.
Adam gazed at her, seeing yet again why his partner had said he wouldn’t do
anything without her. “Is that a good laugh?” Adam drawled.

“Oh yes, definitely.” She shifted off her husband, twisting
so she could see his face. “Kevin? Is this a go for you?”

Those blue eyes met and held Adam’s gaze again. “Yes.”

“Adam? What about you?”

“I’d like us to meet.” He’d like so much more, but if one
night was all he could have, he would take it. “I’ll book a room.”

He named a hotel on the city’s north side where he knew there
were enough people going in and out that no one would notice them. The rooms
were big and the bathrooms large enough to allow for the three of them to play
in there too. They decided to set everything for Saturday.

After disconnecting, Adam sat staring around his empty
apartment. The light had gone out in more than his computer. He rubbed his
fingers across his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. He knew he was
taking a huge gamble. If things didn’t work out, so many other things could go
down the shitter—his career, his partnership with Kevin, but most of all Kevin
and Jill’s marriage. Adam wouldn’t be able to handle the last one…not at all.

Kevin left early for work the following morning. He wanted
to get there before Adam. He swung through a local coffee shop on the way and
bought two large coffees, adding cream to Hell’s, the way he liked it. As he
set the cups in the holders in his car and restarted the engine, Kevin shook
his head. Damn, Hell had been hot last night, but best of all, he’d made Jill
that much hotter.

After disconnecting, she had practically attacked him,
insisting on getting out the lube and the toys so she could play with his ass
while she used her mouth on his cock. In no time at all, he’d been balls-deep
inside her again, pounding her while picturing Adam doing the same thing. As
she’d curled against him in sleep, Kevin had stroked her hair, silvered in the
moonlight. They were teetering on the edge of something new and he wondered for
an instant if it were possible for them to experience it without it changing
them. He’d smiled drowsily. If the changes meant ratcheting up the heat level
as he’d just experienced, then that was all right with him.

So the coffee for Hell this morning was to say thanks. He’d
wondered when he first got up if he’d feel awkward after watching his partner
jack himself off, but he didn’t. Somehow it had made him more at ease. Several
times over the past month, he’d noticed some tension, as though Hell were
holding back. He had a reputation among the patrol division for being somewhat
reserved and Kevin had never worked that way. He and his old partner had been
tight despite their age difference. He still worked to develop a similar
closeness with Hell.

He set the coffee on his partner’s desk and sat at his own,
logging on to the computer to check the status of their cases. He glanced up
when Hell came in and gave him a nod. When he heard nothing in return, he
looked again. Hell stared at the coffee cup, a frown on his face.

“Something wrong with the coffee?” Kevin asked. “Cream, no
sugar, right?”

“Yeah.” Hell’s voice was as rough as a biker bar. “Thanks.”

He slumped into his seat and signed on to his computer.
Kevin watched him from the corner of his eye.

“I brought you the coffee as thanks for last night.”

Hell’s dark gaze locked on him. Kevin shifted.

“Everything okay, Hell?”

His partner cleared his throat. “Yeah. I guess I was worried
it wouldn’t be with you, that you would have changed your mind.”

Kevin set his cup down. “No, we haven’t changed our minds.
And after last night? Dude, I’m onboard with it…with all of it.”

Hell blew out a heavy breath and relaxed enough to smile.
“Okay then.”

Kevin was relieved. Their relationship settled back into the
usual routine. Around lunchtime, their sergeant came by with a missing person
case and dropped the file on Kevin’s desk.

“I want you guys to look into this.”

Kevin looked at the date on it. “This goes back ten years.”

“I know, but I think you’ll find the circumstances are
similar to the Adelaide Brown case you’re working.”

The missing teenager case had eaten at Kevin and Adam over
the past week. Her car had been found abandoned a couple miles from her home.
All the signs pointed to her having left it willingly. Most of the people
they’d talked to seemed to be in the camp that Addy Brown had run away, but
neither he nor Hell believed it. She’d left a boyfriend behind, been voted
senior-class president and started a part-time job. It didn’t make sense,
despite the argument she’d had with her parents the day before her
disappearance about how busy she was.

There were footprints outside the car, not all the girl’s,
but not a single sign of a struggle.

After glancing through the file, he handed it over to Hell.
“See what you think. Looks to me as if this one disappeared near the same
area.”

Adam sipped his coffee and scanned the information. “There
are a lot of similarities—same age, same general description, car abandoned in
the same general area. Logic would point to a link…”

“Except for the ten year difference in when the cases
occurred. I’m with you there too. Let’s go back through the evidence and
witnesses in this case, see if we have any crossover in friends, acquaintances,
neighbors…that kind of thing.”

“Suits me.” Adam glanced at his watch. “Why don’t we grab
some lunch then we can take a look at the physical evidence before we start
reviewing the notes and interviews.”

Kevin tossed him the keys. “You drive. I’m wiped out today.”

Adam laughed while he rounded the driver’s side, arching a
brow. “Busy night?”

Kevin smiled and winked. “Yeah, we met this great guy
online. Jill’s looking forward to hooking up with him.”

“You must have had an interesting chat.”

The doors shut and Adam keyed the ignition. “Complete with
cameras and cum.” Kevin buckled his seatbelt. “The best part, though, was
after.”

“Oh yeah?”

Hell tried to sound nonchalant, but Kevin knew him well
enough by now that he picked up on the interest. What kind of rise would he get
from him if they engaged in some verbal foreplay? Kevin nearly laughed. He’d
never pictured himself flirting with a guy, but it was worth a shot. Two more
days and Hell would be giving him a blowjob.

“Yeah. Like as soon as we signed off, Jill got out the toys
and the lube.”

“She wanted you to get her ready?”

Kevin turned his gaze on his partner. “She wanted to put
them in
my
ass.”

Hell swallowed, one hand dropping to his thigh. Kevin’s gaze
flicked there too and he saw the bulge in his partner’s slacks. Hell cleared
his throat. “We could order a pizza and go to my place since it’s just down the
street. Maybe you could tell me more about it.”

Kevin arched a brow. “Maybe I could, but I still meant what
I said about touching each other. Jill’s got to be there too.”

* * * * *

When Adam slipped behind the wheel, he studied Kevin’s face.
The guy had no clue how fucking handsome he was. Maybe his lack of awareness
came from being with the same woman for so long. He also didn’t appear to have
a clue about what he’d revealed.

Touching each other
was what he’d said. Not to read
too much into it, but to Adam it meant Kevin was now thinking about doing more
than tolerating a blowjob because Jill wanted to see him get off with his dick
in another man’s mouth.

He unlocked the door to his apartment, set his keys and his
weapon on the table next to it and told Kevin, “Set the pizza on the coffee
table. I’ll grab a couple waters.”

Impatient as he was to hear about what had happened after
the live chat, Adam waited until they’d both polished off some pizza before he
broached the subject. “Watching you and Jill last night was incredible, but I
want to hear what happened after.”

Kevin leaned back, the expression on his face tight with
arousal. “She was excited about the three of us getting together—called you
perfect—and kissed me again, moving from my mouth to my nipples.”

Adam’s gaze drifted over the front of Kevin’s polo shirt. He
could see the way his hard little nipples pebbled the fabric. Without truly
being aware, his hand moved to his crotch. He was already getting hard.

“She knows how much I like her to bite me there. So while
she bit and suckled me, my cock came back to life.”

Adam’s gaze shifted to Kevin’s lap and he saw his partner
absently adjusting the bulge in his slacks. “So quickly after the fucking you
gave her?”

Kevin’s chuckle was low, sexy. “It’s always been that way
for me.”

“With just her or with other women too?”

There was the blush again, arousing a lot more than Adam’s
curiosity.

“I’ve never had any other women.”

Adam’s eyes widened and his gaze sharpened on the hard-on he
knew was behind his partner’s fly. Holy shit, Kevin was practically a virgin.
“And no men either.”

Now Kevin’s gaze studied his crotch. “No.”

Adam cleared his throat. “You mentioned toys.”

“Yes.” His partner sounded a bit hoarse. “She wanted to suck
me and work my ass.”

“Shit, Ramsey. I’m hard as a wedding dick listening to you.”

“Me too just thinking about it. She’s never been quite that
aggressive before.”

“Fuck.” Adam pointed to his tented trousers. “You mind?”

Kevin’s laugh was a bit embarrassed. “Not if you don’t.”

They both unzipped at the same time. Adam feared Kevin would
chicken out, but it wasn’t as if they hadn’t seen each other’s pricks before.
Shit, Adam had even tasted him last night. “There’s lube in the drawer.”

Kevin squirted some into his palm then tossed it to Adam. He
groaned as he slicked his dick and watched his partner doing the same.

“Tell me about the toys.”

“She started with some anal beads—small ones—but the
stimulation was almost too much with her sucking me at the same time. Like I
said, though, she was different last night and the beads weren’t enough.”

“How?”

“She got out two plugs and had me push one into her before
she started working my ass with the other one. One bigger than anything I’d
taken before.”

Adam’s balls were tightening. “As big as a cock?”

When Kevin’s blue gaze focused on Adam stroking his thick
shaft, Adam saw lust there—lust for him.

“Almost.” Kevin’s hand worked the head of his dick until he
started to gasp for breath. “Holy Hell, Adam—I’ve known her long enough to
realize she’s thinking about a lot more than a blowjob.”

“And you?”

His partner’s eyes were dark. “I am too.”

With their breathing getting heavier, Adam ground out, “Tell
me what happened next.”

“She wanted me to fuck her while we had the plugs in. After
already coming twice, it seemed as if I fucked her forever. She kept coming,
her tight pussy squeezing around me even better than a hand, so wet we squished
together.”

“Yes!” Adam stiffened, grabbed a napkin and caught the cum
exploding from his cock. Eyes glazing, he watched Kevin do the same, his taut
hips jerking with his climax. “How the hell are we supposed to wait until
Saturday?”

“Day after tomorrow,” Kevin panted. He glanced at his watch.
“We need to get cleaned up and get going.”

* * * * *

Since Kevin had become a detective, Jill had thought several
times about getting off the night shift in the emergency room, but she supposed
she was still an adrenaline junkie to some degree, like her husband. But
similar to most professions that demanded thinking and acting on the fly
without a chance to endlessly weigh options, there were also plenty of
occasions when nothing happened.

For a change, this Friday night seemed to be quiet. Still,
Jill knew the situation could change in the blink of an eye, especially on a
Friday. She did triage, so at least there were the routine cases—babies with
ear infections and panicky mothers, a couple fractures and some minor stitch
jobs. But even that wasn’t keeping her mind off tomorrow.

She pulled up an image of Adam Gregory in her mind. Brown
hair and brown eyes—on most guys she would have called such coloring
unremarkable, but even through the somewhat grainy webcam image, she’d been
struck by his keen gaze and his commanding tone. She snickered. Not to mention
a body as fit as Kevin’s.

If she’d envisioned the person she’d like to see join them
for a night, she couldn’t have imagined anyone better. He was near their age,
shared their interests and, it had seemed to her, Kevin and Adam had hit it
off.

Why hadn’t a guy as good-looking and articulate as Adam been
snapped up ages ago? She supposed a bad past experience could have made him
wary, or maybe he was already hung up on someone. She hated to admit it, but
she was beginning to be curious about this stranger. Sure, she wanted to keep
things casual, but maybe she did need to know more about him than the size of
his cock.

Jill had worried about her request that Kevin let whoever
they picked give him a blowjob. She was so bothered by it she’d nearly backed
off the blow job part. But now, Kevin not only seemed onboard with it, he
seemed as if he might be willing to stretch the limits a bit.

“Jill?” Another nurse stuck her head in the door. “I heard
we’ve got several people coming in from a car accident on the beltway. You want
me to help with the triage?”

Jill stood, wrapping her stethoscope around her neck,
relieved her scrubs were thick enough to hide her hardened nipples. She needed
to keep her mind on her job, not tomorrow night and the sexual fantasy she’d be
fulfilling for Kevin.

As two ambulances pulled in right behind each other along
with a couple patrol cars, Jill took a deep breath and focused on the patients
being unloaded. In addition to two patients on stretchers, there were four more
able to walk under their own power.

“Hey, Jill,” an older cop greeted her. “I thought you’d quit
doing nights since Kevin got bumped to detective.”

She grinned. “He still pulls some nights too, besides, the
money’s good.” She glanced over the patients coming in. “Is this it?”

“No. Two more victims are still at the scene. They’re having
to use the Jaws of Life to get them out. One’s a patrol officer.”

Her heart stuttered. The possibility of one day seeing Kevin
wheeled in had always been her greatest fear. She’d sighed with relief when he
became a detective. In theory, it should be a lot safer than being on patrol.
She was thankful he hadn’t chosen to become a firefighter.

“Anyone I know?” She tried to keep her tone casual,
professional.

“Nah. New kid. Seems to be okay, just wedged in his vehicle.
Bozo over there with the head cut was talking on his phone and slammed full
tilt into a line of stopped traffic.” He shook his head.

“I’d better get to it. We’ll treat him right along with the
rest.” She grinned. “After that, he’s all yours.”