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Alex: You up?
Sarah: Yeah, but I’m sure as shit not getting a train to Holland Park now.
Alex: I’m down the street from your place.
Because sitting rightoutside and texting her would have felt a touch too creepy. And because, in his haste to get to her, he hadn’t thought to check where her flatmates were.
Sarah: Sorry, I have company.
Did she?
They’d never discussed whatever this was being exclusive, but…he’d assumed. He hadn’t exactly been leaving her much time for dalliances with other people.
But it had been a few days, and given the rate they’d been going at, he supposed she could have started looking elsewhere for physical contact. Then again, if she was responding to his texts, her company was either poor or battery-operated. He could work with either.
Alex: Pretty sure I’m better.
Sarah: It would be rude to replace them now.
Alex’s smile grew as he exited the car. She was definitely messing with him. Payback for leaving her high and dry all week? Whether she was bluffing or her company was actually a toy, he’d make it up to her.
Alex: They can join.
Alex: Outside. You have two minutes to decide if you want me to come up.
He would have waited longer—after another week from hell, all he wanted was to lose himself in all her softness and thedizzying smell of sandalwood that always surrounded her—but he had to maintain some pretence at self-respect.
Mercifully, at the one minute-fifty mark, the entrance in front of him buzzed.
Sarah opened her front door only a crack when he knocked. Seeing him, she pulled the door further, keeping her body hidden behind it.
So when he crossed the threshold and rounded on her, his mouth went dry at the sight in front of him. She wore that damn purple underwear again, this time with a sheer black gown over it. Her hair tumbled over her shoulders in dark, loose waves.
‘You look… You’re…Fuck.’ He wasn’t used to being at a loss for words, and ordinarily he wouldn’t have cared for it, but he was too stunned by how utterly gorgeous she looked to care. ‘Were you already wearing that when I texted?’
Raised eyebrows crinkled the smooth, pretty skin on her forehead. ‘Are you asking if I dressed up for you?’
Alex shrugged.Yes.
Sarah rolled her eyes and said sweetly, ‘I told you—I have company.’
For the first time, Alex truly considered that she might be serious. That there might be a half-naked person on the other side of her door. Since he was pretty sure that was the only fancy set she owned, she didn’t exactly seem the type to lounge around the house in lingerie. So if she hadn’t dressed up for him…
It wasn’t as if he’d never had a threesome before. But she wasn’t a random girl in a club—not anymore, anyway—or a couple looking to spice things up.
He didn’t want to shareher.
Relief washed over him when she led him into her room and the only things on Sarah’s bed were her laptop and a vibrator. He flung himself against her pillows and reached for her, then tugged until she fell onto his lap, knees on either side of his left thigh. He’d never thought of a sex toy as pretty, but the one he picked up now—a sleek, almost elegant design in a soft lilac colour—certainly fit the description.
‘This your friend?’
‘Why? Jealous?’
Alex exhaled a laugh. ‘I already said they could join, Princess. You want me to fuck you with this?’
‘Maybe’—her voice was shaky now as he lifted a hand to her chest, one of his thumbs going to graze a nipple—‘maybe I should fuck myself with it and make you watch.’
