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Lying in the shelter of Ian’s warm embrace one night several weeks after their

wedding, Sophie found herself wondering when Ian and Derek found the time to

be…together. She blushed and turned her face into Ian’s shoulder. Intimate, she amended and then grimaced at her choice of words. Oh for heaven’s sake, couldn’t she 133

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even say it to herself? Fuck, when they found the time to fuck. The thought made her squirm.

Ian shifted onto his side and slid down until they were looking into each other’s eyes. Sophie blushed again.

“What are you thinking about?” Ian asked softly, turning his head and closing his eyes as he rubbed his cheek against her hair spread out on the bed around them.

“Nothing.” Her answer was too quick and sounded nervous to her own ears. Ian

stopped and opened his eyes, quirking an eyebrow at her.

“That doesn’t sound like nothing.” He scooted closer to her and wrapped an arm

around her, pulling her flush against him with a hand on her back. “It sounds like something I’d like to hear.”

Sophie swallowed in embarrassment. “No, no, I’m sure not.”

Ian laughed softly and the reverberations went through Sophie everywhere Ian was touching her. It sent a wave of desire crashing through her and Sophie was startled.

They’d just made love and she wanted to do it again. Every time she felt aroused with Ian, she was surprised and a little alarmed. He made her forget the past and trust him, and those were two things Sophie had at one time sworn never to do. Ian made her forget that too.

“Tell me, angel. Now you’ve got me burning with curiosity.” Ian nuzzled her neck and undulated his hips against her and she gasped as she realized he was getting aroused again as well. “Is it something that’s going to make me want to fuck you more than I do already? That, I would definitely like to hear.”

“Ian!” Sophie had thought she was beyond embarrassment when it came to

bedding Ian, but she still blushed. He said the most wonderfully wicked things to her in bed, things that made her throb and ache and drenched her with want. Part of the reason she was blushing now was because of the direction of her thoughts. She had no doubt that knowing she was thinking about him fucking Derek would make him want to fuck her. The shameless woman he had unleashed inside her reveled in the

knowledge. The outward, shy Sophie, however, found herself unable to tell him.

Ian’s hand wandered down from her back to caress her bottom. “You have the most glorious ass, Sophie,” he sighed. He ran his fingers lightly along the crease between her plump cheeks and Sophie closed her eyes and had to bite her lip to stop her moan.

Lord, she loved it when Ian played with her ass. He was always effusive in his praise of that particular part of her body. He lavished attention on her breasts and had even recited a very bad impromptu ode to her nipples one night, but it was her ass he couldn’t resist. Ian shifted again and suddenly Sophie felt his tongue swipe across the lip she held between her teeth.

“Don’t hold it in, love. I want to hear you. Moan for me.” He slid farther down the bed until his face was even with her breasts, and he took a nipple between his teeth.

This time Sophie did moan. Ian took his hand off her ass and pushed it between her legs from the front. He moved the hand back up to her ass, but now his forearm was pressed 134

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intimately against the lips of her vagina. Sophie couldn’t stop the little thrust of her hips against it. Ian moved the arm up higher until his biceps was rubbing her clitoris and Sophie groaned in delight. God, it was heaven to fuck those muscles of his. Unbidden, an image of Derek’s naked upper body as she’d seen it that morning weeks ago flashed through her mind. His muscles were huge, his upper arm nearly as big around as her thigh. The thought of fucking against that made Sophie squirm against Ian’s arm.

Ian pumped his arm against Sophie’s drenched delta a few times, but it wasn’t

enough. It made her ache and she felt more moisture seeping from her body until his arm was slick with it, but the pressure only aroused, it didn’t appease. All the while Ian nipped and sucked on Sophie’s sensitive nipple and she dug her nails into his back in protest. Ian pulled away after one last nip. “I’ll give you what you want if you tell me what you were thinking about.” His tone was sly and tempting and Sophie’s groan was as much from frustration as desire. Ian rubbed his hard muscle against her and she knew she was going to give in. At this point, she’d do almost anything to get him to fuck her.

“You and Derek,” she gasped, closing her eyes in mortification.

Ian froze for what seemed endless minutes, but in reality was only a few seconds.

To reward her, he pulled his arm back until he could run his fingers along the crease in her ass again, and then down through the swollen, wet valley adjoining it. He repeated the motion over and over until Sophie’s ass was as wet as her cunt, and Sophie

squirmed and moaned for him.

“What about us?” Ian finally asked, licking a path around her breasts, gently

nibbling on the firm globes with his lips. Sophie was wild, she didn’t even think about what she was saying anymore. She would answer all of his questions, she wanted to reveal all to him, to hold nothing back.

“When…” Sophie had to pause to lick her dry lips and she buried her hand in his baby-soft hair as his mouth played with her breasts. “When do you find time to fuck?

You’re with me every night.”

Ian pulled away from her breast with a groan and buried his mouth against her

side, biting her tender skin. Sophie cried out and bucked against his hand. Ian tore himself away and Sophie found herself roughly flipped over onto her stomach and then Ian was straddling her thighs, his hands holding her arms stretched above her head as he whispered in her ear. “Is that all you want to know, Sophie? Just when do I fuck Derek? Not how? Would you like me to tell you how? Would you like to hear all about how I fucked Derek in my study today?”

Sophie whimpered. She’d thought she knew desire after weeks in Ian’s bed, but

this, this lust slamming through her with the force of a whirlwind, was elemental and frightening in its magnitude.

Ian misinterpreted her whimper. He let go of her hands and pulled back. “God,

Sophie, I’m sorry. I lost my head. Don’t be afraid, darling. I won’t hurt you.”

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Sophie’s freed hands clutched the bedcovers as she thrust her hips back at Ian. “Tell me,” she growled. “Tell me.”

Ian placed his hands on the dimples right above her ass and slowly ran them up the length of her back. It was a sensuous move, meant to arouse rather than soothe. Sophie arched her neck and groaned. When he reached her shoulders he moved his hands to rest on the bed and leaned over her. “Shall I show you as well?” His voice dripped with sexual intent, rough and deep and Sophie shivered.

“Show me?” Sophie asked breathlessly. Ian was licking her shoulder, and at her

question he bit it. Sophie clutched the covers tighter, her need so great she truly hurt from it. Ian didn’t answer. Instead he leaned over and grabbed a bottle of scented oil from the bedside table. They had used the oil on one another before. Sophie shivered again in anticipation of Ian rubbing her back with it.

“Derek came to see me in my study today,” he began, his voice low.

Sophie tensed and then moaned. Oh God, oh God, he was going to tell her. Ian

poured a generous amount of oil in the small of her back. He rubbed the oil over her lower back and then he shifted down her legs to have freer access to her ass. He rubbed his oil-slick hands over her cheeks and kneaded the tight muscles, and Sophie groaned at how good it felt.

“He had one thing on his mind. He wanted to fuck. I was more than happy to

oblige him.” Ian grabbed the pillows piled at the end of the bed and stuffed them under Sophie’s hips, raising her ass in the air. Sophie nearly purred in approval. He’d fucked her from behind several times and she liked it. She liked how deep he could go, even liked the almost helpless feeling of being covered by him in that fashion. Ian continued his story. “I knew what he wanted the minute he walked in and slammed the door.

Derek gets this wild look in his eyes when he’s horny and craving a good, hard fuck.”

Sophie buried her face in the bed and moaned. Ian poured more oil, this time

directly on her ass until it ran heavy down her crease and across the star of her anus.

Ian had rubbed her there before when they made love, and it had been thrilling and wonderful, like everything Ian did to her.

“Without a word, he stripped off his clothes. He was stark naked in my study with a raging erection, and all for me, for my pleasure. I like Derek to strip for me, to be naked when I am clothed. He likes it too. He told me once it makes him feel a little like my sex slave. It is a game I enjoy.” He smoothed a finger over the tight entrance to her ass. “Would you enjoy it as well?”

“Yes,” Sophie whispered, aroused almost beyond endurance at the thought of

Derek stripping for them both. He was so beautiful. Ian paused at her answer, and in the stillness Sophie could hear how ragged his breath had become. “Yes,” he whispered in response, then seemed to come back to his senses.

“I hadn’t moved. I was sitting behind my desk and the sight of him, so big, so male, so aroused, made my cock stand hard against me. I wanted him, and I knew he’d do anything I asked.” Ian leaned over her, his mouth at her ear. “Will you do anything I 136

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ask, Sophie?” Sophie could only nod, her voice stolen by desire. Ian kissed the tip of her ear tenderly. “Good girl.”

Ian ran his fingers down the crease of her ass again, but this time he stopped at the entrance there. Sophie felt one finger rub her and then slip inside. The feel of his finger in her ass was so shocking Sophie reared up off the bed. “Ian!”

“Shh, Sophie,” Ian crooned, gently pushing her shoulders back down with his free hand. “This is what I’m asking. You’ll let me, won’t you, darling? You’ll do anything I ask, and I promise you will like it.” He wiggled his finger slightly and Sophie gasped at the pleasure. Of course she would like it, she liked everything Ian did.

“Derek came to me. I didn’t have to say a word. He knew just by the look on my

face that I wanted him to come to me. He stood between my legs while I sat in my chair.

Can you picture it, Sophie? His hard cock was right in front of me.” Ian pulled his finger almost out of her ass, just the tip teasing her, and a little sob of desire hiccupped out of her. The he pushed it in farther than before and she swallowed her cry of delight.

Ian laughed softly. “I ran my hands over his wonderful body. Doesn’t Derek have a wonderful body, Sophie? His hard biceps bulging, his broad chest with that thick pelt of dark hair, his flat stomach and tight ass, all supported by rock-hard, thick thighs.”

Sophie could hear the lusty throb of Ian’s voice as he described his lover. Clearly Derek aroused him. The thought should have made Sophie jealous, or at least

uncomfortable, but instead she found it exciting. The image of the two men together stirred her in a wicked way. Ian licked a path down her spine and she felt him press back into her ass, only this time it was fuller and almost painful. The sting and stretch there disturbed her, but it also thrilled her. She made a distressed sound and Ian smoothed a hand down her back soothingly.

“Shh, darling. I’ve just put in another finger is all. I want you to feel what Derek feels when I fuck him, Sophie.”

“Oh God,” Sophie moaned, rubbing her flushed cheek on the soft bed linen.

Ian was placing small kisses over her back as he slowly fucked in and out of her, constantly stretching her with wiggling movements of his fingers. “I toyed with his nipples, plucking and rubbing them while I leaned over and took his cock in my mouth.

I took the whole thing in one breath, right down to the root until I could feel it in my throat. Christ, he’s sweet, the taste of him, his skin and the cream that leaks from his beautiful cock when he’s hard for me.”

“Ian, Ian,” Sophie whispered, moved almost to climax by his words and his fingers.

She was so close her orgasm burned in her. Ian stopped talking and pulled his fingers out of Sophie, to her dismay. He lay over her back, most of his weight on his forearms, and gently bit the nape of her neck. They lay that way for a minute or two, until Sophie felt back in control. Ian let go of her neck and licked the spot.

“Better?” he whispered hoarsely. Sophie nodded, and her head hadn’t even stopped moving before Ian pushed his fingers back inside her. She moaned and thrust back on 137

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them. “Yes, yes, baby, fuck me like that,” Ian murmured. Sophie’s temperature rose at the approval and excitement in his voice.

“Tell me the rest, Ian,” she whispered, fucking his fingers slowly, controlling her breathing and her desire. She knew Ian wanted her to wait, to ride the edge with him.

“I sucked his cock, Sophie. I sucked him hard and fast because I knew that was

what he wanted. And while I sucked him, I pressed my fingers into his ass just like I have them in yours. He’s so tight there, I can’t get my cock in unless I work him like this.” He wiggled his fingers and Sophie’s breath became harsh in the quiet of the room.

“I sucked him until he came in my mouth, Sophie, and I swallowed every last sweet drop.” He leaned down until his voice was a mere breath in her ear. “Would you like to do that, Sophie? I would like to watch you do that someday.”

Sophie’s breath hitched. She’d done it to Ian already. He had taught her how. Did he mean he wanted to watch her do it to Derek? Her heart seemed to stop and then speeded up unbearably. The thought was deliciously arousing, but Sophie pulled back from it, horrified at her own perversity. It was bad enough enjoying listening to her husband talk about fucking another man. She couldn’t believe she was fantasizing about sucking his cock. And Derek, of all men! He tormented her, how could she want him?