Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 76541 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76541 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 383(@200wpm)___ 306(@250wpm)___ 255(@300wpm)
Both men turn my way, and the stranger doesn’t look me up and down as so many others in this club have. He only sticks his hand out and says, “Jerico Jameson.”
“Jerico owns this place,” Asher explains, then completes the introduction. “This is Hannah.”
I straighten as I shake Jerico’s hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you as well,” he says. With a twinkle in his eye, he adds, “I’ve been enjoying watching the two of you these last few weeks.”
My face flames hot, even as I realize the thought of this gorgeous man watching me with Asher turns me on.
An arm comes around my waist, and Asher pulls me to him almost possessively. “She’s not on the menu,” he almost snarls, which makes my brow crinkle in confusion. He’s acting as if he’s… jealous? Mad? No way.
Jerico throws his head back, his laugh a booming echo. Shaking his head, he gives me an apologetic smile before turning back to Asher. “Not meaning any offense, because your lady is incredibly desirable, but my wife is the only one I’m interested in touching these days.”
Gaze dropping to his hand, I see a shiny gold band on his left ring finger. I feel Asher relax, but then Jerico grins. “Doesn’t mean I don’t like watching, though.”
“We don’t mind you watching,” Asher replies smoothly, releasing his hold on me. He steps casually back up to the table, then picks up his drink.
“Just wanted to say hello,” Jerico says as he glances at his watch. “I have to get going, though.”
He inclines his head. “It was nice to meet you, Hannah.”
“Likewise,” I murmur, wondering what his wife thinks about him owning this place.
Jerico points at Asher as he starts to back away. “How about you bring Hannah over for dinner one night this week?”
My head snaps Asher’s way to see how he’ll handle this incredibly awkward situation. We’ve essentially just been invited on a double date, and Asher and I aren’t even dating.
“Can’t this week,” Asher replies without acknowledging my wide-eyed stare. “Heading to Florida tomorrow for business. Maybe next week.”
My jaw drops. I don’t even break my gaze from Asher when Jerico says, “I’ll get up with you early next week.”
I’m given an innocent smile when Asher turns to me. “What?”
My gaze drops, and I shrug. “Nothing. It’s just… we’re not…”
The words trail off as I realize I’m not exactly sure how to define what we are. We have sex. But it’s more than that… The level of intimacy we share with each other is beyond anything I’ve ever known was possible.
“Hannah,” Asher says softly to get my attention. “Would you rather me have declined and made it clear we’re just fucking?”
“Why doesn’t he just think that to begin with?” I ask curiously. “This is a sex club after all.”
Asher raises a brow, acting as if I’m the most naïve thing in the world. He sweeps his hand out to encompass everyone in the room. “Most of the people in here are in monogamous relationships, Hannah. But many of them enjoy swinging or engaging in group sex. This club and monogamy are not mutually exclusive. I haven’t been seeing anyone but you for the past three or so weeks now. It’s only logical Jerico would notice since I’ve never been with one woman for so long before.”
“Oh,” I say, fascinated by these revelations and more than a little warmed that he’s never been exclusive with someone before. I decide to satisfy my curiosity a bit. “Does Jerico bring his wife here?”
Asher smiles, taking another sip of his bourbon before he nods. “A few times a week. She used to work here.”
“That’s interesting.” I pick up my wine, study him over the edge as I bring it to my mouth. After I take a sip, I ask, “Do they swap partners?”
“Not that I’ve ever seen,” Asher replies. “Jerico was telling the truth. He only has eyes for Trista. Occasionally, he’ll double up on her with their close friend Kynan. That was the guy I talked to that first night I brought you here.”
I practically choke on the wine I was just sipping. “Double up on her?”
“Fuck her at the same time,” Asher says blandly, then leans in to me. His voice drops an octave. “You know… two cocks in her at once. One in her pussy, one in her ass. Or maybe one in her ass and one in her mouth.”
I swallow hard, wondering what that would be like.
Asher must see it in my eyes. “Do you want that?”
I quickly shake my head.
“Hannah… if you want it, I’ll make it happen.”
“You said I wasn’t on the menu,” I remind him.
For a moment, Asher seems flustered at the reminder of the words he spoke not long ago. Tipping his glass, he takes another sip. After he swallows, he says, “I have to admit I have pretty strong proprietary feelings about you. But if you want to feel two men inside you, I’ll make it happen.”