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CHAPTER FOUR

luca

Stepping out of the shower, I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my hips, checking my phone to see how much time I had before room service arrived with my dinner. Seeing a text from my wife, I felt a pang in my chest. I missed her so damn much.

Normally, she would fly out to whatever city when I had an away game, but she was still recovering from her third C-section. Some scar tissue from the previous two had made healing from this one take longer. I hadn’t wanted to leave her, but I also had a responsibility to my team, which meant not missing the first game of the season.

Thankfully, Jagger was able to stay with her and our kids so I could focus on work.

Vi: I sent you an extra-sweet surprise to celebrate the first win of the year.

Me: Is it chocolate cake?

Vi: It’s ten times better than cake.

Vi: It should be there soon. You can thank me later. Enjoy. I love you.

I didn’t have time to text her back before the doorbell rang. All the rooms of this hotel were soundproof, so the staff had to use a doorbell instead of knocking. Making sure the towel was secure, I opened the door without checking to see if it was my room service or not.

Shaw stood there with a bag from my favorite deli in New York and a small overnight case. She gave me the wicked grin I had come to love. “Hi, stranger.”

That sexy fucking voice was going to kill me. It rolled over me like a caress, making the towel tent so fast, it would have fallen if I hadn’t grabbed it to hold it in place.

Biting my lip, I scanned her from head to toe. Her hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders. No makeup, but she knew that was how I liked her best. A simple T-shirt and a pair of jeans graced a body I’d become increasingly obsessed with over the last few months. Mostly because I tried to limit myself on how much I allowed myself to give in. But when she did dirty things to my wife, it was hard not to beg for a little taste.

We hadn’t had the chance for private playtime with our friends in over three months, though. Jagger and Shaw had both been traveling a lot for work before and right after Aidan and Ciaran were born. Sometimes together. Sometimes alone. Vi had been recovering, while I’d had football practice and the preseason to deal with.

Shaw had been so busy with her schedule that I wasn’t even sure what city she was in most of the time. I got a few texts from her, to let me know she was okay or to ask me something about Vi. Otherwise, we didn’t have a lot of contact. And I wasn’t sure I liked that.

Vi worried about her bestie when she wasn’t close. Which made me worry about her as well. It had nothing to do with the fact that I was a little in love with her too.

Shaw waved the bag of food, pulling my attention away from the little nugget of truth I didn’t want to acknowledge yet. “Can I come in? Vi canceled your room service when you told her you’d ordered dinner because she knew I was bringing you the grinder you love so much.”

Stepping back, I held the door, silently letting her enter. She dropped her small case on the floor and set the food on the TV stand before sitting on the end of the bed. Making sure the door was shut, I turned to watch her.

Silence stretched between us. We’d been alone all the time in the past. It had never been an issue for either of us. But that was before. Now…

Now, things were different.

Private fun time with Shaw and Jagger hadn’t been defined in detail, but it had changed a lot of things overall. Vi experimented with Shaw while he and I watched. I joined when I couldn’t hold back any longer. And then Jagger fucked his wife like a beast possessed him. He hadn’t joined in on the fun. Yet. But I could see that he was starting to break. He couldn’t hold on to that control forever.

Vi needed to put the poor man out of his misery already.

Despite all the times Vi and I had shared moments with Shaw, Shaw and I had never been one-on-one. This aspect of our lives? That was all because of Vi. If she wanted it to stop, it would stop. What she wanted and needed were all that mattered to me.

My heart feeling things for Shaw? That was a circumstance that I couldn’t control, no matter how badly I wanted to. But it wouldn’t lead into its own relationship.

“Vi said you won your game.”

I nodded, glad to have something to talk about. “Yeah. Their defense needs some serious work if they hope to win at all this season.”

“Jagger mentioned they have a shitty defensive coordinator when he texted me earlier. He was watching the game with Vi and the kids.”

“So, he knows you’re here?”

Her brows lifted, but she grinned. “He’s the one who confirmed my flight plans with my agent. I have a photo shoot tomorrow.”

“I mean, he knows you’re here. With me.”

Understanding filled those baby blues. “Yes, Luca. Jags knows I’m with you.”

My pulse spiked. “And he’s okay with that… With… You. Me. Us. I mean, Vi obviously knows. She texted me right before you got here. But Jagger might not. And I’ve already pushed some boundaries.”

She just sat there, looking up at me for a moment while I floundered, not even attempting to make this easy on me. Her hard-ass personality was one of the things I liked about her. Loved. But not when it was directed at me.

“Let me ask you something, Luca. Have you and Jagger ever talked about any of this? Me and Vi. The ‘experimenting.’”

“No,” I answered with a shrug.

“Men are so dumb. And I’m not only blaming you for that, because Jags is kinda brain-dead at times. I’m not going to get into his whole thing with Vi. That’s their issue to sort out. But just so we are clear on that front, I’m one hundred percent okay with Vi and Jags being together however they decide.”

Sucking in a breath at that, I gave a nod. “Full transparency, I am too. I wasn’t sure in the beginning. But I know Vi has feelings for him. Like she does for you. Which is okay. She loved Remington too, and he became my best damn friend before he died. I’ve grown up a lot since I was a stupid kid. Vi loving other people scared me back then. I needed to be her number one. Now, I’m just fucking happy she loves me at all.”

“Oh, Luca,” she murmured. “You’re number one in her heart. You know that, right?”

“I know.”

“Good. Jagger is first with me too. But I’m not going to fight myself over being in love with Vi. Which he knows and accepts. Fuck, he’s practically drowning in his own feelings for her. It’s so ridiculous, but whatever. I’m not going to fix it for either one of them. They can figure it out for themselves. Or not. My point is, Jags also knows my heart is open to you. It’s hard to love her without caring about you.”

That confession hit me in a way I wasn’t expecting. I looked away from her. “Same.”

Her breathy laugh was sexy as fuck, drawing my gaze back to her without my permission. She was beautiful, and my body ached so fucking bad. I had to force myself to focus or I was going to pounce on her without clearing anything up. Vi had sent her to me, knowing how weak my control was when it came to her bestie. “But is Jagger okay with this?”

“If he weren’t, I wouldn’t be here. That’s how this works, Luca. Complete honesty, especially to ourselves. Otherwise, that locks the others out and cheapens our entire relationship. And I’m sure as fuck not cheap, Luca.” She stood. “I appreciate you caring about Jagger enough to ask questions like this. I still think you are both idiots for not talking to each other, but I’ve learned to accept the stupidity of men.”

“I don’t want anyone to get hurt.”

“That’s sweet that you care about him.”

“He’s like a brother to me.”

A teasing light filled her eyes. “You ever watch your brother go down on Vi before?”

“He’s still breathing, isn’t he?”

She took a single step toward me, tilting her head to the side, her golden hair falling over her shoulder. “But you are fine with Jags eating up all that sweetness?”

“That’s different. She doesn’t love Lyric like that.”

“True.” She took another step closer. The air suddenly felt trapped in my chest, my vision narrowing to nothing except her. “Now comes the really hard question. You ready for that?”

I hesitated, then nodded.

“Do you want me here, Luca?”

Every muscle in my body felt zapped by that loaded question. I wanted to deny it, but she was right. Lying about anything at this point would ruin everything. “Yes. I didn’t know I wanted it, didn’t allow myself to think about it. But yes, I want you here, Shaw. I want you .”

Another step. She was so close, but so far away. “I’m going to tell you a secret. I was nervous coming here because I honestly didn’t know how you would react. But Vi was so excited about surprising you that I didn’t hesitate to give her what she wanted. She’s dangerous like that.”

She couldn’t hide a flicker of vulnerability. Realizing just how much she was putting herself out there for me, I took a step closer to her, leaving only a few inches separating us. I offered her my hand. “Do you want to be here, Shaw?”

“More than I ever thought possible.” She placed her hand in mine, giving it a squeeze before tracing a finger down my abs. “I saw a few clips from the game earlier. You were a beast on the field. I never told you this before, but I like how rough you get out there. All that brutality for the offense, but then you touch Vi with such gentleness. That’s fucking hot, Luca.”

Her fingers played with the towel I was surprised I was still holding in place. Releasing it, I let her see what she was doing to me. I was rock hard, ready to fuck her against the wall.

“You are massive,” she praised, awe in her voice. “Can I suck it?”

“Fuck,” I groaned. “You’re trying to kill me. You want Vi all to yourself, don’t you? That’s why you’re here.”

Her laugh went straight to my cock. Wrapping her hand around my shaft, she looked up at me through her lashes. “Oh damn. You figured out my true motive.”

She flexed her fingers, trying to tighten her grip. My cock thickened even more, showing her who was really in charge. “On your knees. Now.”

She dropped in front of me, her head tipped back, looking up at me. I brushed my thumb over her lips. Opening her mouth, she licked me before sucking it. “Vi was so generous, sending me her bestie to fuck. Show me you want this cock, Shaw. I want to see how dirty this mouth can get to make Violet happy.”

Moaning, she wrapped her fingers around the base and took me straight to the back of her throat. She had no gag reflex. “Ah, fuck. That’s good.”

She twisted her hand as she stroked me while sucking as much of me into her mouth as she could take. Her hungry, wet noises, the way she looked up at me while she sucked me deeper and deeper, made my knees shake. I pulled back, causing her to whine in complaint, chasing after me so she could take all of me. Grinding my teeth to stop myself from shooting my load in her mouth, I lifted her to her feet and tore her shirt over her head.

Half blind with need, I stripped her. Inch by inch, I unwrapped the present my wife had sent me. Shaw’s tits filled my hands. Bending, I sucked on one nipple then the other, not being easy. Jagger fucked her hard every time. She could take it, and I wasn’t about to hold back.

Her pussy was already drenched. I parted her, rubbing my thumb over her soaked clit while I sucked harder. Her nails sliced across one shoulder, spurring me on. Turning, I took her down onto the bed with me. Our bodies crashed together in a blur of hands and lips, searching for spots that made us both delirious.

She pushed me to my back and turned, settling her pussy right over my face. Taking a handful of her ass in each hand, I buried my face in the treasure trove she offered. She cried out when I tasted her with my tongue, falling forward and taking my cock into her mouth. She was drowning me in nectar.

“Such a good girl, giving me this pussy to eat.” I squeezed her ass and spread her cheeks, playing with the hole Jagger had fucked the last time we were all together.

Her eyes had rolled back into her head when he’d slammed into her from behind. He’d played with her clit, finger-fucking her pussy. She’d been wild for him when he did that, screaming as she came so hard Vi had stopped riding me to watch them. I’d been unable to tear my gaze away either. Shaw had been so hot with a cock in her ass, her hair a tangled mess while she was fucked from behind.

Pushing my finger inside her tight back hole, I felt her clench around me. She stopped sucking my cock, too lost in her pleasure. Her cries filled the room as she came on my tongue.

I rolled her beneath me, capturing her wrists in one hand and pinning them above her head. I let my gaze travel down, seeing the red marks I’d left behind. “You going to show Vi how hard I played with this body she gave me to fuck?”

She grinned, her mouth swollen from sucking my cock. “I bet it will make her so wet when I send her pictures. She’s going to play with that sweet pussy all night. When you get home tomorrow, she’s going to ride you so hard.”

Come spurted from my tip, imagining how tight Vi was going to be when I fucked her. I dropped my forehead to Shaw’s, searching for restraint. I hadn’t even been inside her yet. I wanted this to last. Once I put my dick in her, I knew I was going to lose the ability to think clearly.

“Luca, please,” she moaned. “I need you inside me. I can’t take it anymore. It hurts. I need you to stretch me. Fuck me.”

Breaths coming in harsh pants, I pushed her legs apart with my knee. Her pussy was as pretty as Vi’s. Pink and wet for me. Weeping, desperate for my cock even though she’d just come.

“You’re going to sixty-nine Vi the next time we’re all together. Maybe Vi will finally put Jagger out of his misery and beg him to fuck her while she eats this pretty pink honey trap.” I pushed inside her slowly. She whined, her nails biting into my chest, my shoulders, my back, the visual I’d given her while I stretched her pussy sending her straight into another release.

I locked my jaw and waited. She needed a moment, and so did I. I’d known she would feel good wrapped around my cock, but I hadn’t realized it would send me into another atmosphere where nothing mattered but making her come over and over again.

When she came down from the high of a second orgasm, her blue eyes were glazed over. “Fuck me hard.”

I gave her what she demanded. The bed hit the wall with each thrust, her cries echoing around the room. Thankfully, the walls were soundproof, or I would have lost my fucking mind with how loud she was. No way would I have let anyone else hear her and continue to breathe.

Her tits bounced with each thrust, and I grabbed one and squeezed. She screamed when I twisted and tugged on her sensitive nipple. “Yes! Like that. More. Harder, Luca. Please, harder.”

Cursing, I flipped her, taking her on all fours. She lifted her ass, meeting me thrust for thrust, looking at me over her shoulder while I slammed into her harder each time. I grabbed her hair, twisting it around my wrist, pulling her back so I could kiss her shoulder, her neck, her temple. “Your pussy takes me so good, sweetheart. Jagger is a lucky man. He gets to fuck you anytime he wants. I can’t wait to share you with Violet. Ah fuck, it’s going to be so good. I’ll take you from behind like this. But her head will be between your legs. We won’t be able to fuck this hard. You’ll be a good girl and let me take you slow and easy at first, won’t you, Shaw? We can’t hurt our sweet girl.”

She whined, her mind playing out the vision. “I love the way she licks me. Oh god. She’s going to get so wet for me.”

Her inner muscles clenched down, trying to steal my come. Dropping her head back onto my chest, she called out my name. I fucked her through the tremors, refusing to give her my come. Not yet. We had all night, but I wanted to savor this first time.

When she stopped spasming, I rolled us, wanting to watch her ride me. She pushed up so she was straddling me, her hands pressed to my abs to steady herself. Her hips rocked and rolled, her ass lifting and dropping, setting a bruising pace. She was going to feel me for days.

Filling my hands with her tits, I twisted her nipples, relishing how her pussy muscles contracted with every pull of my fingers. Her head fell back onto her shoulders, one hand moving to play with her clit. I slapped it away, replacing it with my thumb.

“Yes. I love that. Love it. Don’t stop. Oh my god. It’s good. Luca. Luca!” I loved how vocal she was. It made my cock even harder, hearing how much she wanted more. “Oh. Right there. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop. Harder. Oh god!”

“That’s it, sweetheart. Louder. Let me hear how much you want it.”

“I’m coming. Luca, I’m coming!” Her screams, the way her walls clamped down around my cock so hard I thought she would never let go, I couldn’t fight it anymore.

I rolled her under me, thrusting so hard the bed that was bolted to the floor shifted a few inches. Bellowing her name, I pumped her full of my come.

The world slowly came back into focus several minutes later. We were both still struggling to breathe. She was rubbing my back. Lifting my head, I looked down at her, worried I’d been too rough. “Are you okay, sweetheart?”

Shaw grinned. “That was intense, but I’m okay. Are you? We definitely tested the quality of the soundproofing. This place caters to major athletes, so they have to pad the walls extra heavy. But I dunno. I think your neighbors might have heard us, we were so loud at the end.”

I tensed. “Don’t even joke about that. You want me to murder someone?”

“You’d kill an innocent bystander for hearing us have sex?”

“I’d end them for hearing how sweetly you come, yeah. Same as I would if they heard Vi. Those sounds are only for Jagger and me.” Rolling onto my side, I propped my head in my hand. As I ran my eyes over her, I surveyed the marks I’d left on her body. “You’re going to need some serious concealer or some Photoshop tomorrow.”

“It’s fine. It wouldn’t be the first time I’ve had to cover up a few bruises. I like it rough, and Jags always gives me what I want.”

“Are you going home tomorrow, or will you spend another day in New York?” I asked, worried about her being in the city alone.

“I have a late flight tomorrow. I don’t like being away from my family. My schedule has been so busy lately, I feel like my girls haven’t even seen my face in weeks.” She yawned, turning on her side and tucking her hand under her cheek. “I think I’m going to cut back a little more. Slow down and enjoy life instead of focusing on work as much. It’s nice that so many brands still want me to be their ambassador, but I’m tired. I miss my husband and babies.”

“I’m going to push my flight back and get us on the same one. I don’t want you here by yourself.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m a big girl, Luca. I can take care of myself.”

“Did I say you couldn’t? I’m doing it for my peace of mind, not for you.”

“Aw, you’re such a sweet-talker. I don’t know why I ever thought you were a douchebag.”

I tapped her on the ass. “Sarcastic bitch.”

“There you go again. Giving me all the butterflies with your sugary words.” She closed her eyes, a smile still teasing her lips. “I’m gonna take a nap. Go eat your sandwich.”

I didn’t move. I couldn’t. Would Vi like it if I sent her a picture of the aftermath of her surprise for me? Did she know how rough I’d be with her friend?

My phone was in the bathroom. Torn between wanting to lie there watching Shaw sleep and texting my wife to thank her, tell her how much I loved her, I grunted to myself and rolled out of bed. There was no contest. I was going to pick Vi every time.

Finding my phone, I saw a missed text. The time stamp was an hour after Shaw first arrived.

Vi: I want a picture of her on her knees sucking you off. Pretty please.

Grinning, I snapped a picture of Shaw sleeping peacefully.

Me: Sorry, baby, she’s already worn out. I’ll get you that pic by the end of the night, though. I promise.

Her reply came almost immediately.

Vi: I hope you know I’m going to lock you in our bedroom for the next week. I’m aching for you.

Me: I’ll bring home the present you so generously sent me, and we can play all you want, baby.

Vi: Deal!