The Billionaire Bad Boys Club(124)

His movements jolted her into Zane’s hot chest—harder, faster, the lube beginning to click in her. Zane held her and touched Trey too. Pressure swelled within her from her closeness to orgasm, from the crazily throbbing erections of the men. A noise tore from her as the sharp-sweet imminence spiked too high to contain.

Trey had been holding back too long. He snarled with pleasure, with determination to join her. He powered in to his limit and shot, his climax heightening hers. Once he let go, he came and came, like a demon had hold of him. Someone squeezed her breast at exactly the right moment. She was pretty sure it was Zane.

The glow that spread through her was headier than wine.

“Wow,” she said, trying twice before her vocal chords cooperated. “I think my climax had a climax.”

“Me too,” Zane said with a shaky laugh. “Trey, old friend, you are inspiring.”

Trey might have wanted to speak, but what came out was a sated moan. His cheek rested on her shoulder, his arms wrapped around her midsection.

“I’ll take that as a ‘you’re welcome,’” Zane teasingly told him.

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Trey didn’t want to let go of Rebecca. Of the two of them, Zane had more stamina. Nonetheless, Trey felt a need to carry her to their bedroom. Zane didn’t argue, pulling down the sheets and helping Trey settle her. She seemed so precious, now more than ever. She was the second half of Trey’s dream come true.

When he laid his head on her breast, she stroked his hair.

“I love you,” she said, exactly the words he wanted to hear.

“I love you,” he said back.

She kissed his brow and held him. “Beautiful man.”

Zane wriggled down on her other side. He reached across her, chafing the shoulder of the arm Trey had draped over her stomach.

“I think I need to see my aunt,” Trey announced.

“She won’t change,” Zane warned. “She needs to believe what she believes about her father.”

“That doesn’t matter. I need to face her for me. If I don’t, I’ll worry I didn’t talk to her because I was afraid.”

“Don’t lie to her,” Zane said. “Your integrity is important. You can’t pretend just to make her comfortable.”

“I won’t.”

Zane leaned over Rebecca to kiss him.

Trey saw Rebecca was smiling. He let his past go—at least for then. It didn’t weigh on him so heavily anyway.

“How did you like what we did tonight?” he asked her.

“Oh come on,” she said. “You know I loved it. If I were a man, you’d totally turn me gay.”

He laughed, something he hadn’t known was tense giving way in him. “So you think you’ll like living here?”

“I know I will. You will have to give Raoul a raise.”

“I will?”

“He’s been filling in for me more often. I confess I’m eager to go back to work. I can’t help being excited about running our restaurant. Sex fiends that you are, though, you probably won’t want me at the Lounge every night.”

This was truer than she knew, though not only because they liked having sex with her. “Maybe you’ll enjoy work even more when you do it a little less . . . and when you have us to come home to. Any other demands?”

“You should design a perfume that I can wear. Your Bad Boy cologne and sweat is all over me. If you bottled a smell like that, females would line up for it.”

“Bad Girl,” he said, testing out what he knew she meant.

“Absolutely.” She poked her finger into his sternum.

She did smell good, homey and sexy at the same time. She squirmed around and up onto one elbow. Her fingers traced the dragon tattoo on his stomach. That felt so nice, he didn’t realize her lazy exploration included being observant.#p#分页标题#e#

“There are initials in this design,” she exclaimed. “It’s a ‘Z’ and a ‘T.’”

“It is,” he confirmed. “That was my commitment to Zane way back when.”

“Aw,” she said, laying her palm on it.

God, she was cute. “Guess I’ll need an ‘R’ in there now.”

“Really?”

“Really. Zane wasn’t speaking out of turn. You belong to both of us.”

Grinning a little smugly, she settled down against him.

“Jesus,” Zane huffed. “Trey isn’t the only romantic here.”

Rebecca turned her head to him. “I don’t know, Zane. I haven’t heard you say those three special words.”

Zane cursed and stomped out of the bed.

“Where’s he going?” Rebecca asked.