The Satin Sash

“Do you?” He sounded incredulous.

But she was dead serious. “I asked you first,” she insisted.

He laughed behind her, and she didn’t know if she should feel relieved or foolish.“I don’t want another woman.Why are you asking me this?”

She shrugged, her eyes fixed straight ahead. “Maybe this weekend will start giving you ideas.”

He bent to cuddle his nose into her ear. Her skin warmed at the erotic touch of his breath against her. “The ideas in my head are all about you.”

Her lashes became heavy and her entire being went supple, moistening for him. Her lungs tasted the scent of ocean and his morning shampoo, and she found the back of her head neatly contoured by his neck and chin as she sagged against him. He’d made love to her last night. The memory of those stolen, breathtaking moments stirred her lust to wakefulness.

She’d been so rattled by their threesome. While Grey wasn’t regarded as the most approachable human being on earth, he was always warmest with her.Yet last night with Heath, his touch had been distant, perfunctory, no matter how exquisite his hands still felt.

She’d thought she would drive him out of his mind for her this weekend, but she feared that in agreeing to a threesome, she’d just become one of those women. Women he screwed with his partner and dumped within the month.

The thought that they’d made a terrible mistake tortured her, and worse was having Heath parading himself around the house with those challenging words and even more challenging black eyes. She couldn’t sleep last night.

Even in her tired, groggy state, she’d needed Grey more than sleep.They’d lain tangled together for what felt like hours, and then it was as if they both knew they wouldn’t sleep without being together. She’d turned in his arms, staring up at his shadowed features. The tone in his voice—thick, hoarse, full of emotion—still haunted her. “What is it?”

Before she could answer, he was shifting her, knowing instinctively what she craved. He’d sought her out with two fingers and eased them into her cunt lazily, tiredly, with a slumberous quality to his eyes. His voice made his chest vibrate against her breasts. “Do you want me?”

With all my heart, she thought yearningly as she coiled her arms around his shoulders. “Make love to me.”

“How? Tell me how.”

“I . . .”

“With this?” He held her hips and put his cock gently in her, and she cried out in ecstasy as though he’d rammed it to the depths of her. He moved slowly, but she writhed as though he were pounding her full force, she needed it so much. “How do I make love to you,Toni?” he demanded. “With my cock?”

“With all of you.”

And his face was on her breasts, turning to nip at one peak, then the other. “With my eyes?” he asked silkily.

She pulled his head up by the hair and kissed his eyelids. “Yes.”

“With my hands, my lips?”

“Yes and yes.” She kissed his lips, his nose, his forehead. “With your mind,” she whispered. With your words, she thought.Words he didn’t tell her in sunlight.Words she tucked deep into her heart as though he’d told her he loved her.

She’d made an embarrassing amount of noise even though this was the laziest way he’d ever loved her; slowly and tenderly, as though he were determined to prove he could do more than just fuck her as she’d accused.

In the morning, it was difficult to relate the businessman barking orders over the telephone with the man who’d loved her last night.

“See that stretch over there, Heath?” he asked.

Heath’s horse let out a gust of air through his nose, almost covering Heath’s words. “I see it.”

“That’s troubled.We might do something with it if we can get around the legalities.”

Heath let out a laugh and ran a hand across the top of his head. “Don’t tease me.”

“Pretty, isn’t it?”

Both men seemed engrossed by the verdant sight, and

Toni was privately amused watching them. On the beach side, they passed a mother wading into the water with two little kids. The children pointed at the horses, and Toni waved and mouthed hi, while Heath asked, “What is it that you see there?”

“I’ll explain when I show you this other resort.What does your gut tell you about it?”