Threesome Interlude (4 page)

He turned, following the fragrance. With her back to him, he allowed himself the

enjoyment of skimming her lush curves with his gaze, lingering on the hypnotic sway of

her hips. Her sweet, taut derriere beckoned to him and he could just imagine holding her

tight right there while he rammed deep into her.

His cock hardened further. Ached.

Unbearably so.

And that was before he noticed her long, long legs.

Damn. It was, as she said,
just
barely eight in the morning. How was he going to

survive the rest of the day?