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I want you in my ass

Dylan’s desperate plea to Aidan echoed in her mind, and a hot shiver scurried up her spine Oh God, the way he was bending over like that, his ass hugged by those caht, not unless you counted Aidan’s ainst Dylan’s buocks as Aidan’s ck slammed into--

"You okay there, sweetheart?" Aidan inquired in a gratingly cheerful voice

"I’m fine," shefrom fine Now that she’d allowed that onein her head like a swarm of bees

Aidan on his knees, his lips stretched around Dylan’s cock

Dylan begging to be taken

Aidan taking hi

The whole scene had replayed in her dreaht, the filthiest, sexiest, raunchiest dreams she’d ever had in her life She’d woken up between each one, panting, sweating, quivering froasreen eyes burning with ecstasy as he held her gaze and orgas there, and yet he hadn’t said a word Hadn’t sought her out last night, wasn’t

She didn’t knohether to be relieved or disappointed

"All right, we’re taking off" Aidan’s voice jolted her back to the present "Call aze firmly on her empty cereal bowl

As they shuffled toward the doorway, Claire couldn’t believe she’d le look in their direction She was about to give herself a mental pat on the back when Dylan’s silky voice drifted her way

"Hey, Claire?"

Her head lifted involuntarily, causing the accidentalof their eyes

"Yeah?" she said warily

"You were , Dylan sauntered out of the kitchen

"Who do you think would win in a fight, Costner’s Robin Hood or Crowe’s?" Aidan stretched his legs out and absently glanced at the TV, which was playing the Russell Crowe version of the afore on the other couch, his head propped up by a throw pillow "That’s a trick question," he said immediately "The real winner would be Cary Elwes’s Robin Hood fro "Why?"

"Duh Because he speaks with a British accent" In an impressive move, Dylan recited the line in a British accent

"Shit, that’s actually a badass British accent, bro"