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Story: Just Right

I could see why Sincere was so enamored with this woman. Goldyn was sweet, funny, and could carry on a conversation about almost anything. We’d been hopping from topic to topic since we sat down to eat and she hadn’t missed a beat yet. I didn’t miss the way she pulled Rome into the conversations when he was quiet for too long. And I didn’t miss the way he gradually softened every time she did it.

Before coming to the dinner table, Goldyn changed out of her slacks and blouse and came back with black cut off shorts and another crop top like the one she’d been wearing the first night we met.

My eyes had been glued to her stomach when I noticed the belly ring I missed the first night. Tattoos covered her toned legs and Sin hadn’t stopped shifting in his seat the whole dinner.

Fighting a smirk, I dropped my hand under the table and placed it on his leg.

“You good?” I asked, low enough for only us to hear.

He nodded, but kept his eyes steady on Goldyn while she went on a tangent about the book she was reading.

The excitement in her voice had his rapt attention and I used that to my advantage, letting my hand inch closer and closer to his zipper.

When my fingers brushed over the bulge pressed against his thigh, I paused there, enjoying the feel against my palm and the way Sincere’s breath hitched in the middle of his sentence.

“You okay?” I asked, innocent enough for everyone else at the table to remain oblivious. But Sin refused to back down and nodded. Then he relaxed in his chair, spreading his legs wider, and giving me more room to do what I wanted under the table.

Eyes pinned on Goldyn, he placed his hand over mine while I teased him and held me in place, letting me feel how much harder he got with each passing second.

Shit, now I was hard.

I hadn’t thought this stunt through. I was supposed to be teasing him about how much Goldyn turned him on, but nowIwas getting turned on from how much she turnedhimon.

Sincere’s dick twitched again and I yanked my hand away. I was smart enough to know when I was playing with fire. I had a problem when it came to Sin. I couldn’t know he was hard and do nothing about it. Another minute of that and I would have blown our cover.

“We should talk about why you’re here,” he said a minute later, his raspy voice coming out strong and clear.

“Right.” Goldyn cleared her throat, her eyes ping-ponging between the two of us from her spot directly across the table.

Sincere hadn’t tapped me in, but I used that opening as my cue to speak up. “I don’t know how much Sincere told you, but if you came back with him then I’m assuming you at least know a part of it. We want you to be ours. And being ours means we want to take care of you. Spoil you. Give you whatever you want.”

An imaginary wheel spun above Goldyn’s head as she tried to process what I said. A flicker of doubt entered her warm eyes. “And what do you get out of this?”

“You,” Sincere answered right away.

Goldyn gulped, her gaze stuck on Sin. “For how long?”

As long as it workswas on the tip of my tongue, but my husband beat me to the punch.

“Three months.”Three months?I thought we agreed not to start out with an expiration date in mind.

“Oh.” One word and the change in octave was noticeable enough to make my stomach flip.

Giving Sin a sidelong glance, I waited for him to elaborate because we were already off-script and I didn’t know what he was thinking, which I wasn’t used to.

Rome picked up his wine glass, taking half of its contents in a single pull. “I should give y’all some privacy.”

Goldyn’s eyes widened when he cleared the plates from the table and walked into the kitchen without another word.

Then she turned her attention back on us. “So, you only want to date me for three months?”

Sincere nodded. “Give us the summer and we’ll give you everything.”

“And after? I just leave and never talk to you again?”

“We could stay friends. Right, Sin?” I tossed him a look and he nodded almost robotically. I could tell from the way hewas chewing the inside of his cheek that he was rethinking his approach to this.

“Does that really work? Are you friends with the other women you’ve dated together?”