Theirs to Keep

The guys are really, REALLY going to kill me.

I knew it, but I didn’t care. I was taking a risk. Being selfish for once, instead of selfless. We’d done everything right, the three of us, when it came to business and friendship. We’d worked impossible hours, sacrificed entire chunks of our lives. We’d gone from being broke to being fairly well-off, then traded that money to go deeper in debt to buy this place.

All because… well because…

Because of her.

I pushed the thoughts abruptly from my mind and focused back on the moment. Yes, I was fucking Karissa. I was taking her body and letting her have every inch of mine, and we were both enjoying each other immensely.

The others would just have to deal with it.

I had my hands on her hips now, guiding her up and down. Watching her long, luscious hair dance across her naked back as she screwed down on me, bringing me that much closer to the inevitable explosion.

But I had to make it worth it. If I were going down for the crime of screwing our beautiful general contractor, I had to make this last.

“Oh!”

Karissa whimpered as I pushed her forward, onto all fours. By the time I mounted her she was already in position. By the time I slid my cock all the way home, she was already staring back at me over her shoulder. Looking at me pleadingly with those deep blue eyes.

“Give it to me,” she whispered huskily.

I continued clenching and unclenching my ass, stroking her from the inside out. Her lips were swollen, her eyes glazed. I was dogging her slowly, enjoying every inch of her inner heat. Losing myself in those shimmering sapphire eyes, as I made her the one thing I’d wanted from the very beginning:

Mine.

It was a disturbance of air in the room that turned my attention, rather than any noise or sound. I turned my head slightly to the left. Tilted my chin upward.

Oh shit…

And then my whole body froze, mid-stroke.

Eleven

KARISSA

He felt spectacular inside me, like an extension of my own throbbing sex. He was hard and long. Thick and warm and incredibly wonderful…

“Give it to me.”

My new lover didn’t need much in the way of urging. Already he was plowing away, grasping my hips. Taking me from behind — the way I’d always loved it — with full, deep strokes.

This… this is…

It was like a fantasy, finally fulfilled. A hot ball of pent-up sexual frustration, exploding magnificently, showering us both with warm, liquid euphoria.

I—

Suddenly I felt Bryce stop. He stiffened, almost like he was about to come, which at this point would’ve been a colossal disappointment.

Hesitantly I followed his gaze…

And then I saw.

Oh. My. God.

Just inside the doorway, Camden stood there watching us. He had his hands on his hips. His eyes glued to my heaving body, which had stopped mid-bounce.

For several long seconds, no one moved. I was still drunk with lust. So far gone that I didn’t even react. Bryce still lay buried inside me, our bodies connected in the most intimate of ways. Our gazes were both locked on Camden’s piercing stare.