fuck you, nice and slow.”
Her pussy clenched with desire. “Get a condom.”
He fumbled around on the table, coming up with one of the
unopened packages, ripping it open with his teeth and quickly rolling it down
over his erection.
“Please tell me you’re already as far along as I am.” His
eyes pleaded in the dim light.
Jill smiled. “Do it, Adam. Fill me.”
He thrust forward and Jill spread her legs wider to
accommodate him. He pumped deep, withdrawing so slowly it made her ache. He
hadn’t been kidding. She draped her arms over his shoulders, pulling him closer
so she could kiss him while he thrust. It seemed to go on forever and then he
was bracketing her hips with his hands so he could pump harder and faster until
they both came, Jill muffling her cry of pleasure against his shoulder. Her
heart pounded and her throat ached. How the hell had he gotten under her skin
so quickly?
“Jill,” he whispered and softly stroked her face, his dark
eyes searching. “Where is this going?”
“I don’t know.” She touched his cheek. “Come back to bed
with us, Adam. We can talk in the morning.”
Chapter Six
The insistent chirp of a beeper dragged Jill from a
blissfully deep sleep. With the heavy drapes drawn across the windows, she
couldn’t see if it was even daylight. She tried to clear her sleep-fogged
brain, aware of both men shifting on either side, their voices raspy whispers
in the darkness.
“Fuck me. What time is it?”
“Five-thirty, dude.”
Jill struggled from beneath the heavy covers, seeing Kevin
flick on a light in the bathroom before he headed into the other room. Seconds
later, one beeper stopped. In the bedroom, Adam had slid open a drawer and the
second beeper quit. Dread settled in the pit of her stomach.
What were the odds two total strangers would have beepers
blaring at the same time? In the dim light, Adam pulled a holstered pistol from
the drawer. She swallowed, a sick, choking feeling making her grab for the
covers as he turned and caught his clothing from Kevin.
Both men were hastily pulling on clothes, their expressions
hard and tight. Jill grabbed the sheet and pulled it to cover her breasts. She
felt not only exposed, but used. Kevin squared his shoulders and faced her.
Adam turned as well, his holster clipped to one side of his belt and his badge
at his waist on the opposite side.
“Jill—”
“No. Don’t.” She held up her hand, cutting her husband off
from saying anything else. She turned her gaze on Adam. “It’s not Adam Gregory,
is it? Detective Heller, I presume. I vaguely recalled Kevin mentioning Adam
Heller, his new partner, but he always called you Hell. I guess I must have
seemed pretty naive to you.”
“Baby,” Kevin said. “You need to listen.”
She shook her head. “To more lies? No. Not now. You should
go. Both of you.”
Adam stood silently near the doorway, his gaze slightly
averted. Jill’s heart hurt. Kevin set the keys on the dresser. “I’ll ride with
Hell and leave you the keys.”
She turned her face away from them, afraid she would go to
pieces.
“Jill…” Kevin’s voice trailed off. “I can explain
everything…”
“Not now!” She glared at them. “Go!”
She managed to hold herself together until she heard the
door to the suite shut. Curling into a ball on the bed, Jill rocked back and
forth. They’d lied to her. Kevin had lied to her. For the first time in all the
years they’d been together, she wasn’t sure who he was.
Being honest with each other went right to the heart of
their relationship. What had always made him different from the other guys in
high school was his unwillingness to play games. Honesty was what they’d based
almost a dozen years of marriage on. Honesty and trust. And if it had been a
lie, what else was?
And Adam? Was it all just a game to him? Had what they’d
done in the middle of the night, just the two of them, been just part of the
charade?
Jill wasn’t sure how long she
Her pussy clenched with desire. “Get a condom.”
He fumbled around on the table, coming up with one of the
unopened packages, ripping it open with his teeth and quickly rolling it down
over his erection.
“Please tell me you’re already as far along as I am.” His
eyes pleaded in the dim light.
Jill smiled. “Do it, Adam. Fill me.”
He thrust forward and Jill spread her legs wider to
accommodate him. He pumped deep, withdrawing so slowly it made her ache. He
hadn’t been kidding. She draped her arms over his shoulders, pulling him closer
so she could kiss him while he thrust. It seemed to go on forever and then he
was bracketing her hips with his hands so he could pump harder and faster until
they both came, Jill muffling her cry of pleasure against his shoulder. Her
heart pounded and her throat ached. How the hell had he gotten under her skin
so quickly?
“Jill,” he whispered and softly stroked her face, his dark
eyes searching. “Where is this going?”
“I don’t know.” She touched his cheek. “Come back to bed
with us, Adam. We can talk in the morning.”
Chapter Six
The insistent chirp of a beeper dragged Jill from a
blissfully deep sleep. With the heavy drapes drawn across the windows, she
couldn’t see if it was even daylight. She tried to clear her sleep-fogged
brain, aware of both men shifting on either side, their voices raspy whispers
in the darkness.
“Fuck me. What time is it?”
“Five-thirty, dude.”
Jill struggled from beneath the heavy covers, seeing Kevin
flick on a light in the bathroom before he headed into the other room. Seconds
later, one beeper stopped. In the bedroom, Adam had slid open a drawer and the
second beeper quit. Dread settled in the pit of her stomach.
What were the odds two total strangers would have beepers
blaring at the same time? In the dim light, Adam pulled a holstered pistol from
the drawer. She swallowed, a sick, choking feeling making her grab for the
covers as he turned and caught his clothing from Kevin.
Both men were hastily pulling on clothes, their expressions
hard and tight. Jill grabbed the sheet and pulled it to cover her breasts. She
felt not only exposed, but used. Kevin squared his shoulders and faced her.
Adam turned as well, his holster clipped to one side of his belt and his badge
at his waist on the opposite side.
“Jill—”
“No. Don’t.” She held up her hand, cutting her husband off
from saying anything else. She turned her gaze on Adam. “It’s not Adam Gregory,
is it? Detective Heller, I presume. I vaguely recalled Kevin mentioning Adam
Heller, his new partner, but he always called you Hell. I guess I must have
seemed pretty naive to you.”
“Baby,” Kevin said. “You need to listen.”
She shook her head. “To more lies? No. Not now. You should
go. Both of you.”
Adam stood silently near the doorway, his gaze slightly
averted. Jill’s heart hurt. Kevin set the keys on the dresser. “I’ll ride with
Hell and leave you the keys.”
She turned her face away from them, afraid she would go to
pieces.
“Jill…” Kevin’s voice trailed off. “I can explain
everything…”
“Not now!” She glared at them. “Go!”
She managed to hold herself together until she heard the
door to the suite shut. Curling into a ball on the bed, Jill rocked back and
forth. They’d lied to her. Kevin had lied to her. For the first time in all the
years they’d been together, she wasn’t sure who he was.
Being honest with each other went right to the heart of
their relationship. What had always made him different from the other guys in
high school was his unwillingness to play games. Honesty was what they’d based
almost a dozen years of marriage on. Honesty and trust. And if it had been a
lie, what else was?
And Adam? Was it all just a game to him? Had what they’d
done in the middle of the night, just the two of them, been just part of the
charade?
Jill wasn’t sure how long she
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