Death by Sex by Ari Thatcher

Author:Ari Thatcher
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf

Chapter Three

Joely stirred, luxuriating in the feeling of being cherished. A hand kneaded her breast, plucking at the nipple. Another hand splayed over her lower belly. A third cupped her ass cheek, fingertips nestled in her crack.

A third hand?

Her eyes popped open. In the light from the bathroom she saw Tucker’s dark, hairy leg draped over hers from the left. Beck lay curled by her right shoulder, his hand on her abdomen. Pinned on her back, she lay trapped between the sexiest bookends she’d ever seen.

Fuck.

She’d been part of a threesome. A damned hot threesome. Her openings were tender, yet a lingering coil of desire sat in her core. She’d come like there was no tomorrow while riding both men.

She sighed, wishing this were more than a Dear Diary moment. Her movement stirred Tucker’s hand and he nuzzled her hair. She peered back at him from the corner of her eye.

“Hey, beautiful.” His deep voice was graveled by sleep and sex.

“Hey, yourself.” She smiled, feeling not nearly as awkward as she thought she’d be, sleeping with her old friends, especially at the same time. “That was some amazing sex.”

“We can do it again, when you’re ready.”

Her pussy contracted and grew damp. She tightened her thighs together and reached to stroke her fingertips up his arm. Learning the feel of his coarse hair and soft skin, she let another deep breath escape.

26

Death by Sex

Tucker pressed a tender kiss against her forehead. “You look too sad to have just had great sex.”

Joely smiled even as she nibbled her lower lip. “Must be coming off the alcohol high.”

“You seemed to have burned most of it off before we hit the mattress.” He drew his hand between her breasts and across her collarbone. “And speaking of, why were you so eager to get drunk?”

“I wasn’t really,” she argued.

His eyebrow begged to differ, lifting and arching, and she laughed quietly at his expression, not wanting to disturb Beck, beside her. “Okay, so I was.”

She took another cleansing breath and focused her thoughts. “I don’t know if I can put a name to what I was feeling.”

“Jealous?”

“No, I’ve been over Derrick for a long time. I’m happy that he and Shanna found something they believe they can build on. He and I didn’t have that. No future.”

“Then why get drunk?”

A lump grew in her throat as she dragged in a cleaning breath. Her voice sounded softer when she spoke. “I should have been first.”

She waited, but Tucker made no comment. “I’m the big sister. I should have gotten married before her. She’s barely out of college and she’s all settled. She has her career, a husband, a house of their own. And look at me. I have nothing.”

Joely couldn’t lift her gaze to meet Tucker’s. She felt pitiful and whiny, which was so unlike the person she wanted to project. “No job. No relationship. And I’m living in my old room at my parents’ house.”

Tucker’s hand stilled and rested on her belly, surprisingly comforting to her. His even breaths sounded near her ear for a minute or two, then he inhaled deeply.

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