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Chapter One

As Con pried his eyes open, the first thing that captured his attention was Tory’s face nestled against his chest The early e s across the room allowed hier dick flexed its approval Dah Tory was still in possession of her grandmother’s house, she went over there only a few days a week Con had tried to persuade her to sell the old place, but she’d flat refused It hadn’t taken hi to realize she kept it for senti taxes on the place, though Thankfully, Devon, his best friend and partner in their little love triangle, didn’t have the sa the benefits of sharing expenses, he’d sold it and ht in

Careful not to wake Tory, Con gently pushed the sheet down their bodies, baring her one pretty inch at a ti, but they’d finallynaked It’d been orth the effort too As he smoothed his palm down her side to her hip, all he felt was fir one s over his calves Christ, she was cute Watching her sleep had beco Tory Jeffries with her guard down, looking so sweet and vulnerable It pulled every single one of Con’s protective instincts to front and center

He looked across the roo in the recliner He’d pulled on his navy blue pajama bottoer held his attention, though Devon sent hi Con without words exactly what he intended to do—watch s exactly what he intended to do—watchHe’d known for years that his friend was a voyeur and Con had been content to play the exhibitionist on several occasions He didn’t quite understand it, but neither did he mind

Turning his attention back to Tory, Con let his hand travel a leisurely path over Tory’s shoulder and lower back before reaching the plush cushion of her ass Her botto and fondling her there He cupped it, filling his palm with her sexy flesh Shehis thigh The slight provocation spurred hi her around the waist, Con pulled her on top of hi himself with her warm, supple body

“Good , Con”

He nudged his cock between her thighs and damn near drowned in bliss at the feel of her soft little pussy “How’d you knoas me?”

“Because Devon is lanced across the roo, Devon,” she mumbled

Devon sat up and closed the laptop before placing it on the end table next to the chair “Morning, sugar”

Letting out a yawn, Tory snuggled against hiain “It Saturday, Devon Why are you up?”

“I had too das”

“This is all real fascinating, but I’d rather play” Con rubbed his cock against Tory’s pussy, teasing and evoking a throaty little moan from her “Does our little baby want to play?”

Without answering, Tory started tofarther Her cheek was pressed against his chest and one hand splayed wide, directly over his heart “Mmm, our sweet Tory does want to play, Dev”

“I can see that,” Devon said, his voice low