“I don’t know,” Seth whispered, “if I can handle seeing her…” He couldn’t finish.
Kaden studied him. Then, after a long moment, he spoke. “You don’t know if you can handle seeing her make love to me.”
Seth closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded.
The laughter surprised Seth enough he opened his eyes. Kaden was howling, loud and hearty.
“I don’t see what’s so fucking funny.” And it sort of pissed him off.
Kaden shook his head and laughed harder. When he finally could speak, he said, “Dude, that’s great!”
“I think you’re getting off on fucking with my mind.”
“No! Don’t you see?” He sat up again and looked at Seth. “You’re jealous—of me!”
“You sure you don’t have brain cancer, because you’re acting like you’ve got no brains left.”
“You love her, asshole! That’s what I’ve been trying to get through your thick goddamned skull! It’s what I want to happen, because the more you love her, the less likely you are to divorce her at the end of the first year!”
Seth wasn’t yet ready to admit that he didn’t give a shit about the time limit. If Leah would have him forever, he’d keep her forever.
Kaden still tried to reason with him. “Would you do anything to make her happy?”
Seth nodded. Of course he would. He’d do anything, including trade places with Kaden so she didn’t lose him.
“Having you and me, together, would make her the happiest woman on the face of the planet. Maybe so goddamned happy that, for a little while at least, she wouldn’t be thinking of the thing that’s going to make her pretty miserable for a long time. Is it worth it to you to make her happy?”
As whacked as it was, he couldn’t deny Kade’s logic was valid.
Whacked, but valid.
Kaden leaned in a little and dropped his voice. “Here’s what I feel. When I think about her being alone with you, yes, I feel a little jealous. Not because I don’t want her with you, but because I’m not there with her. When I watch you make her come while we’re having a session, I stand back and I enjoy how she’s enjoying it. It’s what I don’t see and I’m not a part of that rips me up. Being there and seeing and hearing her enjoy herself…it’s great. Think about it.”
Seth did. He had to admit in retrospect that, yeah, it was always a lot easier to watch Kade work with her than it was to lie alone in bed and wonder what they were doing behind closed doors.
“Okay. I can wrap my head around that,” Seth admitted.
They sat in silence for a few more minutes. “Does she ever take charge?” Seth asked.
Kaden laughed. “Oh yeah. Buddy, there’s been times she’s hopped on and rode me like a fucking pony. All I could do was just lie back and let her have fun.”
Kaden left him alone. After another few minutes, Seth returned to the house.
Leah had dinner in the oven, and it smelled great. He let her hug him. Admittedly, putting his arms around her felt right. Kaden’s words hung in his brain. Yes, it was the unseen he hated. When his imagination ran wild and he couldn’t be part of what was happening.
But to see her enjoy herself…
She was beautiful.
Chapter Twelve
After dinner, Kaden returned to his study to finish a few things. Seth sat on one end of the couch and watched TV while trying to quiet the swirl of emotions in his brain. Why am I fighting this? Was a blow job so much different from a hand job? And was having sex much more than that? Honestly?
Leah finished the dishes and softly padded into the living room. She wore her heavier collar and a long T-shirt. When she started to sit down, he stopped her.
“Wait.”
She looked puzzled but complied. After a moment, he softly said, “Take off your shirt, please.”
Her skin flushed, but she immediately pulled the shirt over her head and dropped it to the floor.
She looked beautiful. Sweet, soft, rounded curves that felt right when pressed against his body.
Leah stood, waiting. He knew he could keep her standing there all night and she wouldn’t move, wouldn’t complain.
Seth did something he’d never done before—he made the hand gesture he’d seen Kaden make countless times during sessions or around the house.
Leah’s eyes widened, but she dropped to her knees in front of him.
His heart raced. Was he really going to do this with her?
He leaned forward and whispered, “Leah, answer me a few questions. Honestly.”
She met his eyes and nodded.
“Do you really love me?”
“Yes.”
“Are you honestly doing this willingly? I mean, besides the obvious reasons, because you want to do this with me, not because you think you have to?”
“I want to do this with you, Sir.”
He sat back again and spread his knees, then crooked his finger at her. “Do you want to do something else? Something…more?”
She eagerly nodded. His cock throbbed in response to the hopeful look on her face.
“Would you like to go down on me?”
Another eager nod.
Point of no return. “Okay.”
She slid forward, between his legs, and helped him open his shorts and pull them down his hips. Then came her gentle, tentative touch as she carefully caressed his shaft and sac.
He moaned.
When her warm tongue flicked the head of his cock, he closed his eyes and gently fisted his hands in her hair. He had a feeling he could sit here all night with her going down on him and maybe glimpse what heaven felt like. Her lips softly closed around the sensitive ridge at the base of the head, massaging him.
He gasped.
It was a struggle not to shoot off, and she seemed to sense it. She slowly worked her way down his throbbing cock, her lips and tongue laving every inch of flesh.
The right woman.
He’d finally found the right woman, and she was married to his best friend.
He shoved that thought back into its cage and threw away the key.
He knew Kaden could and probably would walk out at any time and find them there like that. Seth figured it was time he got himself used to the situation. Obviously Kaden was okay with it.
And deep inside him, he was surprised to find it thrilled him just a little, too.
Five minutes later, he heard Kaden walk into the living room. His low, growling voice made Leah moan. “Beautiful,” he said.
Seth opened his eyes. Kaden knelt behind her and caressed her ass. She moaned again, setting off a pleasant flurry of sensations in Seth’s cock.
“How far do you want to go tonight?” Kaden quietly asked him.
Seth shook his head. “Not all the way.”
Kaden nodded. “But you’re willing…”
“At least a little more than before.”
Kaden caressed her ass again, his hand following the curve of her hip down her thigh and between her legs. He slipped two fingers into her, triggering yet another moan from her, vibrating her mouth around Seth’s cock.
Just that sensation alone would make Seth come if she kept it up.
Seth closed his eyes and threw his head back. That way he could pretend he was alone with her.
He heard the soft sound of a zipper, then Leah paused for a moment before going back to the delicious attention she was paying him. He dared crack an eyelid and watched Kaden fuck her from behind, his eyes closed, hands gripping her hips.
She moaned.
He tangled his fingers in her soft hair. Why had he waited?
Right. Best friend’s wife.
Goddamn it.
He pushed the thought away again.
Unable to help himself, Seth watched. Now Kaden had an arm around her waist, and presumably his fingers between her legs from the way she was moaning and bucking her hips against him.