His lips covered an aching peak as Keiley moaned in helpless surrender, her arms locking around his head to hold him in place as she rode the waves of pleasure racing through her.
It was like this with Mac. It was only supposed to be like this with Mac. Not with Jethro.
“I fucked you without a condom the other day,” he suddenly groaned as he released her nipple. “While Mac watched. You were so hot. So tight. And I haven’t forgotten, Keiley. ”
She shook her head desperately. She had known he was bare and hadn’t wanted to face it. Hadn’t wanted to think about it.
He nipped at the tender flesh of her breast. I want that again. I want inside you, bare, burning, pumping my release inside you and feeling those delicate little ripples of your release on my dick. ”
She was shaking her head desperately, aching, feeling her juices flowing harder, faster at the thought of the pleasure his words evoked.
“Oh God,” she gasped as his fingers impaled her harder, deeper.
He wasn’t taking her gently and she found she didn’t want gentle. He was taking his pleasure, slamming it into her, and she was loving it. Creaming for it. Tightening around the invasion as her body tightened further in the need for release.
“It was like fucking a dream. ” He licked her nipple before lifting his head, snaring her gaze as he thrust his fingers inside her again. “Like fucking hope. ”
She shook her head again, feeling emotions rising inside her that she didn’t want to face, didn’t want to acknowledge. But they were there. Staring her in the face as they blazed from Jethro’s eyes, and slamming into her chest as they welled from within her.
“No,” she gasped. “No. ”
Terror suddenly gripped her, a fear unlike anything she had known in her life. She pushed at his shoulders, beat at them until his expression twisted in agony and he released her with a quick, sudden move.
“Keiley. ” He stared back at her, grimacing painfully. “Baby—”
“No!” Her fists clenched as anger rocked through her. Anger and sudden fear as her gaze moved to a flicker of movement by the door.
She paled. She could feel the color washing from her face as she stared at Mac’s thoughtful expression. She could feel herself shaking, trembling, as Jethro cursed beside her.
“It’s not her fault, Mac. ” His voice was dark, edged with a potential for violence.
Mac’s gaze sliced to his friend, the gray eyes calm, his expression placid if curious.
Keiley shook her head, feeling the tears that filled her eyes, the knowledge of the betrayal she had just dealt to her husband. It was one thing to let Jethro touch her while he watched, another to do so while he was out of the house.
“Oh God. I’m sorry,” she gasped, the tears suddenly breaking through her control as he straightened, moving his shoulders back from the wall he had been leaning against. “Mac—”
“Stop apologizing, Keiley,” Jethro snapped, moving in f
ront of her, between her and Mac. “It’s not your fault. ”
She could feel her world shattering around her. Right there, she stared at her husband, feeling everything she had ever dreamed of crashing upon her.
She might as well have been cheating on Mac. She knew the unwritten, unvoiced rules. The rumors of them had abounded in Virginia. Only when the husband was present. Only as a threesome. Never as a couple.
She stared between the two men, shaking to the point that she wondered if she could stand.
“Keiley, sweetheart. ” His voice was anything but angry as he moved toward her.
Suddenly Jethro was pushing her further behind him. Keiley gripped his arm in shock, in pain.
“Stay back there, damn it,” he snapped as he faced Mac. “He won’t blame you, Keiley. I won’t let him. ”
“Stop this!” she screamed out tearfully. “Oh God. What have I done?” She stared between the two men, watching as Mac’s expression suddenly shifted. Concern or anger? He had every right to be furious. To be betrayed.
And she had no right to suddenly feel torn between the man she loved, and the man she was terrified she was beginning to love.
She retreated, stumbling back as she stared between the two men, shock and horror at her own actions filling her. She couldn’t look Mac in the eye, she couldn’t bear the knowledge that in a single second, she had betrayed both men.