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I knew right then what I wanted, even as I felt my head spinning trying to make sense of it. I turned and looked up into Tyler’s eyes, asking without saying a word and feeling my whole body glow.





His eyes suddenly went wide as he read the unspoken look in mine. "Really?"





I nodded slow, biting my lip and feeling my breath catch in my throat. "It- it'd be pretty hot.” I swallowed thickly. “Watching only, again. No touching,” I added quickly.





Tyler’s face went dark with a wolfish look as his eyes pierced into mine. “Only if it's okay with you, baby.”





I leaned and kissed him quickly, putting all my passion into it as I pressed my lips to his, before I turned around. My pulse was racing, and I know my face was burning bright red as I looked deep into Anna’s eyes. "Do- do you want to come?"





Chapter 23





Christina

The cab ride was tense and heavy with excitement. None of us spoke a word, but I knew all three of us were practically bubbling with energy with the sexual energy palpable in the backseat.





"It was me, in the shower today." Anna’s voice was small next to me, a whisper in the dark of the cab.





I gasped what she was saying suddenly and whirled to her, my jaw dropping. “You mean-”





“Yeah,” she grinned, smirking at me before looking past me at Tyler on the other side of the backseat. "You two are hot, you know."











If Tyler got looks walking through that hotel lobby before with just me before, he was downright scandalous with two teenage girls hanging off his arms. We rode the elevator up in silence, trying not to giggle at the middle-aged couple raising their eyebrows at him and shaking their heads like he was some sort of predator before they stepped off at the floor below ours.





Oh if you only knew, I thought, thinking about how I'd been the seducer when it came to him and I.





In the room, the excitement turned to giddy nervousnesses. Anna had after all seen us have sex before, but it had been such a spur of the moment thing. Seeing her spying on us before had gotten me so hot that I'd just kept doing what we'd been doing, only then with her openly in the room. This time though, we were going to begin with her there too, and I felt a shiver of nervous energy ripple through me.





"Just looking,” I said it more forcefully than I meant to at Anna while Tyler was in the bathroom washing his hands. Instantly I winced and backtracked. "Sorry, I just- I mean, just, you know, no touching.”





“Chris,” Anna stepped closer to me. “I get it, really.” She took a shaky breath. “Are you sure you want to do thi-”





"I'm sure." Our eyes met and I grinned at her. “Are you?”





She giggled nervously. “I think?”





I reached out and took her hand in mine. “I love you, you know, and I want to share this with you.” I felt my cheeks go bright red. "Also, its- well, it's kind of hot with you watching.”





She grinned. “Tell me about it.” We giggled and she grabbed me into a hug. “And thank you,” she whispered. “Thanks for letting me be a part of...well, this, I guess.”





I bit my lip as I smiled at her. “Dude, I can’t imagine doing any of this without you here with me.”





The bathroom door opened as Tyler stepped out, and Anna kicked off her shoes and settled into one of the big easy chairs by the bed. I turned to set my eyes on Tyler. “Now are you sure you're okay with this?” I said, only half joking. I mean, yeah, I got that having two hot young girls in the room while he fucked me wasn’t exactly a turn off for him, but I wanted to make sure I wasn’t pushing anything too far here.





"Honey, yes." He pulled me in to a lingering kiss. “As long as you know I've only got eyes for you.”





I felt myself melt into his arms then as we kissed hungrily, our arms circling around the other and holding each other tightly. And in that moment, everything else dropped; the worries about what we were and what we'd become, the fear of my family, or the uncertain secret that I still held from him that I was pregnant with his baby. All of it just melted away in the fire of that kiss.





His tongue moved against mine, parting my lips as his hands slid down my back to cup my ass through my skirt. I suddenly remembered my panties tucked away in his jacket pocket, and thrilled knowing I was bare beneath that skirt for him. He'd had me dripping for him before at the jazz club, and now that we were coming back together like this, I was already soaking and ready for him.





My hands slipped between us and pulled at he buttons of his shirt, undoing them one at a time as his tongue wrestled with mine and his hands wandered my body. Open now, I pushed the shirt from his shoulders and chest, slipping it off his arms and relishing in the heat of his bare torso against my arms. There was something so masculine and erotic about his smell, and the way his strong muscled rippled beneath the hair on his chest as he held me and growled into my lips. God he was hot.