“Ew, James! Why you gotta be so vulgar?” I asked, searching for my phone. Finding it on the night table nearest the French doors, I grabbed it and opened the messaging app. There were several messages waiting to be read, but I only cared about one.

“I’m just saying. You should really do something about that. Seriously.”

“Do something about it?”

“Yes, do something about it. Say yes to him, or cut him loose so someone else can have a go.”

“I have no idea what you’re even talking about,” I murmured, a slow smile spreading across my face when I saw what he had scheduled for us.

*dick appt @ 12 a.m. EST*

Oh, my god. I pressed a hand to my lower belly as I selected yes with my thumb.

11

Tomás

My knees were complaining by the time Jared and I reached the far end of Battery Park. It was a bit late in the afternoon for this. The sun was nearly at its peak, and the humidity was so thick that it made it difficult to breathe. The afternoon breeze coming off the river offered little relief. Those conditions made this run exactly what it was intended to be: cleansing. And if I were to judge by the stench rolling off of Jared, it seemed to be exactly that. I’d hoped it would cleanse me of some of the foolish thoughts circling in my head.

Thoughts about Darcy. Thoughts about us together.

Nunca lo suficiente para mi.

That realization had never been more clear than it became when I was down on my knees in that laundry room with Darcy. With the folds of her pussy glistening, begging for my mouth and fingers, my name on her lips, her voice soft and lost, and my heart pounding in my chest, I realized it then. I knew, I knew, I fucking knew that it was never going to be enough for me.

When I licked my lips, I could still taste her — earthy and sweet. A taste that I’d probably chase forever. Maybe the rest of my life. When I stretched my fingers, I thought of the silken clutch of her pussy, and the rough bundle of nerves just inside of her that made her hips pitch, roll, and buck against my mouth. When I closed my eyes, I saw her, robe gaping, breasts bared, eyes narrowed to glazed slits as she came.

I did that to her. I gave her that pleasure.

And tonight, I would have her again. Her panting, ragged breaths, and the way she growled into my mouth. I would get the chance to make her come with more than just my fingers and my tongue. Tonight… I would have that tonight. But damn it… It would never, never, never be enough for me.