The Architect (Nashville Neighborhood, #3)
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“Why not?” It just fell out of my mouth, loaded with double-meaning. “You don’t like pussy?”
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“Is that what you need? A little bit of discipline?”
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“God, you’re even hotter when you pout.” Seduction threaded his voice. “You’re so fucking hot, Lilith, I can’t even stand it.”
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“I’m glad I get to be the first.”
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You’re so far out of their league, I’m a little offended they tried, and a lot offended with how they waited until I wasn’t around to do it.”
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Clay’s expression filled with power. “You’ll watch me while he does it. Understand?”
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“You like this.” It wasn’t a question from Clay—it was a statement of fact. “You like how everyone’s watching.”
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“He won’t without your consent,” Clay said. “So, tell him what we want him to do.”
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“Everyone’s watching you,” he said, squeezing harder. “Just like you wanted. You look so fucking sexy, they all wish they were him right now.”
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“No, he doesn’t because I was the one you were with tonight. There was no one else.”
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“I bet she was looking forward to seeing you again,” I said. When I moved the phone so I was back on screen, his guard seemed down and his tone genuine. “Trust me, I was looking forward to seeing her, too.” It was perfectly clear he wasn’t talking about the black and white cat we shared.
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“It’s unfair,” Clay said. “What’s that?” “That it took a year for me to discover you, and now that I have, I’m stuck five hundred miles away.” Whoa.
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“Naughty girl. You’re going to make me come.”
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With all we’d done today, the way I’d been shared between the men, it was only E’s innocent kisses that caused worry to pool in Clay’s eyes. Wait a minute . . . It wasn’t worry. It was jealousy.
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“Do you have any idea how fucking hot you are? No one’s going to look at anything else but you. I know I can’t.”
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His kiss was hot and dominating. In its wake, some far off voice in my head began to whisper. It warned me if I wanted to keep Clay, it was better not to get too close. Don’t let him in. I worried it was already too late.
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“I’ll do it if you beg me.”
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“Fuck,” Travis growled. “That’s so sexy.”
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“I want to watch him fuck you.”
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“What if I did it for her?”
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“Please.” His voice was unsure. “Please do it. I want to see you fuck her and make her come.”
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“Goddamnit, please, Clay. I’m begging you. Show me how it is when you’re with her.” He gave up fighting whatever was holding him back, and his voice went thick with need. “I want to see your cock slide inside her tight, little pussy. I want to find out if her moans are the same as when I’m the one fucking her.”
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“Yeah?” He hooked a finger under the waistband of his underwear and pulled it down, freeing his erection. “Which cock? This one?”
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Travis’s expression was dark. “You didn’t make her come.” “No.” Clay turned to glance over his shoulder, still wearing the same enigmatic smile. “You are.”
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“Do you like how I’m licking the taste of you from her pussy?”
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Clay: OMG. It’s not too late to back out, Travis.
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“Okay, I turned it on for me.” He rolled his shoulders back and met my gaze head-on. “You and Travis have a lot in common. It’s kind of dumb, but I thought maybe I could keep up.”
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“Yes, you can, Lilith. I like making you happy, and seeing you wear these will make me happy.”
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His kiss. Oh, my God, his fucking kiss. It was the kind they wrote love songs about. The one at the end of a movie when the lovers finally got together. His lips pressed to mine like he would have died if we’d been separated a moment longer, and I sank into him. His kiss was hungry and consuming and powerful.
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“What if that’s not what I’m asking?” His gaze drifted up, tracing the line of Clay’s body, all the way until he met his eyes. “What if I don’t want tonight to be about me and her, or you and her,” he paused, “but us?”
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because there was purpose behind his fingers, guiding me to bob faster on Travis. Spit slung from my lips. The head of his thick cock pushed
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Time suspended, and the image before me shimmered like I was gazing at it through air so hot it distorted everything. Clay was impervious to the heat and didn’t hesitate. He wrapped his fingers around the other man’s dick, positioning it where it needed to be, and guided Travis back inside me.
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“Do you want to share her with me like that? Because I want to fuck her while my dick’s rubbing against yours and feel like I’m fucking you both.”
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“I want to make her come on us, Travis, and then . . . I want to know what it feels like when you come inside her.”
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“It’s such a tight fit, Travis.” Clay’s tone was seductive. “I feel every goddamn inch of you, and you feel so . . . fucking . . . good.”
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“That’s it.” I couldn’t see Clay, but I pictured the commanding look he’d have as he demanded it. “Come all over me and fill her up.”
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I lay on my side with my head on Travis’s arm and Clay spooning me, and when his palm came to rest on the flat plane of the other man’s chest, it made me smile. It felt natural.
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“Because you told me the harder a guy falls for you, the faster you want out, so I kept the way I felt a secret. I don’t want to lose you. Shit, Lilith, you’re all I can think about these days.” “But,” I sputtered, “you said you don’t get feelings. You don’t do love.”
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“Yeah?” Travis’s tone was irritated. “Well, I fell in love with her first.” I blinked. Really? “I highly doubt it,” the other man fired back.
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“I’m in love with both of you,” I admitted. “Together. As a unit.” I looked at one man and then the other. “So, please don’t ask me to choose because I won’t. I can’t. The night when all of us were together? That’s what I want.” I had to revise that, to make sure they understood. “It’s what I need.”
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“He apologized and he,” Travis’s voice filled with weight, “told me he loved me.”
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“I’d tell you you’re wrong and you can’t force me to do anything,” his gaze deepened with a love I wouldn’t have thought possible, “but the truth is I’d do anything for you. I mean it. If, down the road, you and Travis need me to step aside—I’ll do it. I’ll go with the satisfaction that at least I brought the two of you together.”
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“You’re the architect of this relationship, Clay. You built this, the three of us together. You’re so good at turning everything you make into working art. I can’t wait to see what we become.”