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  Sarah placed her love stained lips across Maria’s. She smiled. “You do taste sort of like cinnamon. Maybe a little nutmeg, too.”

  “Thank you.” Maria tweaked Sarah’s nipple and it was her turn to gasp. “But I can’t wait any longer. I want to taste you, too. Why don’t you turn around and cover my mouth with your pussy?”

  Sarah quickly turned to comply with Maria’s request. She slid over Maria, straddling her until her chin brushed against what was quickly becoming her favorite pussy. It already felt like a dear old friend. She teased it with her tongue, but soon lost her ability to concentrate.

  Apparently intent on catching up, Maria’s tongue and fingers were quite busily engaged in their own exploration. Sarah tensed as the tongue snaked in and out of her tingling channel. Tears formed in her eyes. She’d nearly forgotten how powerful it was to be loved by a woman. Maria squeezed her butt with one hand while fondling her clit with the other. Maria’s nose slid along that most sensitive ridge between pussy and anus. Sarah squealed at the sudden pleasure shocks strobing across her clit.

  Lifting her head, which felt incredibly heavy, Sarah moaned, “Whatever you’re doing, don’t stop.” She used one hand to tug on her own nipple. She let it go and returned to massaging Maria’s pussy.

  Maria never let up her assault and both women knew Sarah neared her edge. But Maria lagged behind. Sarah took her lover’s clit between her teeth and suckled. She slid a hand lower and drew small, tight concentric circles teasing Maria’s anus.

  “Oh my!” Maria exclaimed. “You do know a woman’s body. This is certainly not your first time with a woman.”

  “Don’t abandon my pussy,” Sarah ordered, excited by Maria’s quivering thighs. She was about to crash again. “I want to come too. I need to give you my juices.”

  As if remembering what she’d set out to accomplish, Maria’s tongue quickened and her fingers continued to strum Sarah’s throbbing clit.

  Sarah smiled against Maria’s mound. She felt her climax work its way from the back of her skull down her back. Her butt quivered. Her hips ground her pussy against Maria’s face, driving Maria’s tongue as deep as it could possibly go. She sawed at Maria’s ass which had opened to accept her finger. Simultaneously she nibbled on Maria’s clit. Both women groaned as flesh buried into flesh until each was drinking the fluids of the other.

  Sarah heard Maria gasping for air. She rose to her hands and knees to give her lover more room to breathe. Catching her own breath, she licked her lips and peered at the one way mirror. She doubted her smile came close to reflecting the glow warming her body. Maybe Adam could tell that.

  Forgetting him, she turned around and cuddled Maria. Her hostess pecked at her lips and gave her a delighted smile. “That was something, girl. You were worth the wait.”

  “I know.” Sarah grazed Maria’s smile with her lips. “We were worth the wait.”

  - o -

  Sitting behind the one-way mirror, Adam watched the women lying on his bed idly caressing and murmuring to each other as new found lovers tended to do. He wiped his cock clean with a handkerchief. They certainly had put on a show. Now what?

  Was he supposed to go storming into the bedroom angry they’d made love without him? He had no question the two women had made love. They hadn’t just had sex. How could they be so emotionally bonded so quickly? Scowling, he tucked his cock back in his pants. He never would understand women.

  Did they have any idea how elegant they looked together? How balanced? Brown on ivory. Ivory on brown. They were finely matched, like a set of rare crystal.

  Even without sound, he could tell each woman listened well to the other’s body. There had been no competition between them. They had sought and found mutual satisfaction.

  He was quite experienced with the look of satisfaction on Maria’s face when she’d come, standing before the kneeling Sarah. But it was the look of pure pleasure on Sarah’s when she’d come that had surprised him. He’d seen her come many times. But this was different. Her face hadn’t been contorted. She hadn’t fought it or spurred her orgasm on. She’d simply let it happen and he’d seen it spread across her body like a bubbling spring. As long as he lived, he’d never forget that image. If bliss could be tangible, then he’d seen it. And he had enjoyed it.

  He pulled the slip of paper from his pocket and reread the note he’d found on the chair upon entering the anteroom.

  Dear Adam,

  I hope you find this note because that will mean you were here when Maria and I first made love. She is such a gift. I’m positive you know that. And I’m sure neither one of us wanted to do this without including you, if only as an observer.

  So if you are watching, enjoy. Maybe you’ll want to join us one of these times. I’d like that a lot. Maybe this will help you realize I am not the girl you thought I was. I never was.

  Love,

  S

  Adam folded the note carefully and shoved it in his shirt pocket. No girl or woman had ever written him a note. Why had that touched him so? He was becoming an emotional basket case.

  And what was he to do with Sarah? With Maria, for that matter? Things were changing around him and he didn’t see any way of forestalling more change.

  Clearly, he’d misjudged Sarah. She was no longer his teen angel. He shook his head grimly, remembering her comment about giving head in high school to a select number of basketball players. Maybe she’d never been an angel. The corner of his mouth turned up. But then, had he really been the devil incarnate? Things seldom were as they appeared.

  Intimidating Sarah into leaving wasn’t going to be an easy task. He wasn’t even sure he wanted to. Now that she seemed aligned with Maria, it might be nearly impossible, no matter what he wanted.

  Obviously, Sarah was the seducer in the drama he’d just witnessed. She hadn’t hesitated at all about having sex with a woman. That was not her first time. How could he have been so wrong about her?

  Could she really play their sex games? He shrugged. He wasn’t about to bet against her at this point. She might offer up many more surprises.

  But the women were playing a much higher stakes game than he was prepared to play. Did Maria know it was Sarah dictating the rules? Maria never showed that kind of passion—that kind of love—with another woman. It had always been fun and games. Heads up, no entanglements, no-holds-barred sex—the way he liked it. The way he thought Maria liked it.

  Sarah brought along another layer, more insidious, more threatening. And Maria was smitten. His worldly sexy companion of two years was being drawn into a web he doubted Sarah even knew she was weaving. She spun it with her natural air of innocence, vulnerability, and willing passion. It was a web that might threaten all of them if he allowed her to stay much longer.

  Would Sarah Atkinson steal Maria from him?

  Adam walked quietly down the hall to the foyer and let himself out into the night. He wasn’t sure where he was going, but he had to get away from the house. He had to get away from the two women sharing his bed. Before he stumbled and fell.

  He’d never allowed himself to stumble and fall because of a woman. He wasn’t going to begin now.

  - o -

  The following morning Sarah snuggled in the circle of Maria’s arms, pressing her back against Maria’s chest, overwhelmingly pleased with herself and her new lover. Maria surpassed anything she had ever imagined. She grinned at the empty trays near the bed. While there had been little sleep, they had managed to refuel—sometimes in rather creative ways. She’d never tried pussy a-la-Chablis before. She regretted have missed out on such a treat for so long—especially, missing out on Maria. They’d consumed each other as if making up for lost time. Now time had finally overtaken them. “Guess neither one of us is in a hurry to get up today.”

  “Why would I want to leave this cocoon?” Maria wiggled a finger down Sarah’s back. “You are a pleasure to snooze with.”

  “Umm. You, too.”

  “You’re sure the note you left
for Adam is missing?”

  “Yes, I looked quite thoroughly to see if it had dropped to the floor. It’s gone. So, apparently, is Adam. Did you expect him to join us?”

  “Not last night.” Maria dropped a kiss on Sarah’s shoulder blade. “Maybe this morning.”

  “So why didn’t he?”

  “Adam is a very complex man. He can be quite moody. Seeing you with me may have sparked one of his moods.”

  “But why? I thought he’d relish having both of us at the same time.” Sarah turned over to face Maria, parting her lips to greet Maria’s. When Maria eased back, Sarah said, “You don’t suppose he’s jealous.”

  “Wouldn’t surprise me,” Maria grunted. “Bet that’ll shock him.”

  “But he should know we want him to join us.”

  “It might not be that simple.”

  “But...”

  “Why don’t we leave it at that? Let’s wait and see what Adam has to say for himself when he shows up.”

  “Okay. So how did the two of you meet?” Sarah covered Maria’s breast with a palm.

  “The first time I met him was on the set of a porn shoot.”

  “Oh my,” Sarah gasped.

  “Yeah, it was some crazy film a friend had talked Adam into co-producing. That means he put up the bucks.”

  “Adam?”

  “Sure. He’s co-produced several films. Though I must say his more recent efforts have been much more tasteful. I hooked him up with a few female directors.”

  “Female directors?”

  “Don’t look so surprised. You don’t know much about the adult industry, do you?”

  Sarah shook her head.

  “Anyway, some of these women directors specialize in films for women and for couples. Adam liked their work and supported their efforts. He believes it’s a way to help people who are having difficulty in the bedroom or are in danger of shriveling up due to boredom.”

  “Another grand cause,” Sarah teased.

  “To a certain extent, yes. Anyway, that’s how we met. We were introduced and he hung around and watched me work. I didn’t start seeing him for another year or so after that.”

  “How did you wind up in the adult entertainment industry?” Sarah swallowed, hoping she didn’t sound judgmental.

  Maria snickered. “I’ll want to know more about how you settled for advertising over your art.” She paused. “One thing sort of led to another. I majored in dance at NYU, attending part-time.”

  “You did. College.”

  Laughing, Maria ticked Sarah’s belly. “Don’t be so surprised. I got good grades, too. But I never had enough money to go full time. I started dancing at clubs because the money was better than I was making clerking in a department store. I’ve always been easy with my body, so stripping came naturally, and I learned I really enjoyed turning on guys and women. Turning on an audience that couldn’t touch. It was a form of play for me and for them, and it was always dance.”

  “One of these days will you show me in the dance room downstairs?”

  “Of course I will. As for the porn, it started as much out of curiosity and a dare as anything. I made pretty good money. It didn’t hurt that I was a Latina. I was moving up the ladder and the pay scale, but my personal love life sucked.”

  Sarah snickered. “Adam came along.”

  “Something like that. So I stay involved in other ways. I may yet want to try my hand at directing. Adam will bankroll me, but I haven’t tried that yet.”

  “I think you’ll be good at whatever you set out to do. You’ve crammed a lot into your life. In some ways I’m jealous.” Grimacing, Sarah added, “I’ve done the same old same old for so long I nearly failed take the opportunity to fly out here.”

  Maria flashed an eyebrow. “But you did, and you’re not disappointed.”

  “Not at all.” Sarah squirmed closer. “You were worth the trip. And we may get Adam to come around. Imagine! I didn’t even know you existed until you met me at the door. If I hadn’t gotten up the nerve to come out here, we never would’ve met.”

  “I like that word we.” Maria pecked at Sarah’s neck and hugged her tight. “You’re a pretty damn spunky lady. Adam Granger doesn’t stand a chance facing the two of us.”

  “I’m not so sure,” Sarah said, fighting the feeling that all was not well in nirvana. “So, Maria, does Adam love you?”

  Maria withdrew and scowled. “That’s not a word in his vocabulary. He cares for me more than he has for anyone, unless for the image of you.”

  “Do you love him?”

  Maria didn’t flinch. “Yes.”

  “Yet you still take other women to your bed.”

  “Yes. Loving a woman is quite different. I haven’t found a woman I could be true to.” She offered a quirky smile. “Yet.”

  “Oh.” Sarah worked at staying calm while considering the import of Maria’s words. “But you wouldn’t give up Adam for the right woman.”

  “No, the right woman would have to love him as much as me. All sides would have to have equal strength.”

  “Like an equilateral triangle.”

  “Exactly.”

  “I wonder if that’s possible.”

  Maria sighed. “Maybe it isn’t.”

  - o -

  While nursing his morning coffee on the deck, Adam heard the women rummaging in the kitchen. They were late. He didn’t have to spend much time pondering why.

  He was still uncertain what to do with them, though he didn’t want anyone to think he was running from them, either. So he’d come back to the house in the wee hours of the morning. He’d checked to make sure they were sleeping before going to his couch in the office. He’d thought about joining them this morning, but decided not to.

  His gut remained in knots. His brain was as clear as the sky over the ocean, which was not visible at all because of low hanging fog.

  The women came onto the deck and he sat up straighter. As usual, Maria sat next to him and Sarah sat across from them. Both were attired in light tank tops and mini-skirts. Sarah crossed and uncrossed her legs seeming completely unaware of what she was showcasing for him. Or was she flashing her pussy for Maria?

  “You both look quite pleased this morning,” he said, trying to keep his voice devoid of emotion.

  “Shouldn’t we be?” Sarah declared. In any other context, he might describe her smile as bashful. “I trust you found my note.”

  “I found it.” He patted the pocket over his heart.

  “Did I disappoint you?” Sarah asked in a hushed voice.

  Maria squeezed his thigh, sending him a cautionary signal. Maybe Sarah was more vulnerable about all this than he thought. He wasn’t about to blow everything to hell, at least until he wanted to. “No. You surprised me. I didn’t know you were into women.” He pursed his lips. “Clearly you are into Maria. How could I be disappointed in what I witnessed last night? You were magnificent.” He glanced at Maria. “You were both magnificent.”

  “I am so pleased you watched us, Adam.”

  If a woman could purr, then Sarah was purring.

  “There’s a lot you don’t know about me. I don’t want you confusing me with the idealized image you may still hold of me from our high school days. I’m not that young innocent girl—I probably never was. But now I’m a grown woman with multiple wants and needs. I don’t bruise easily. Not anymore.”

  “I could see that.”

  “When you make love with me next, Adam, I don’t want you making love with a fantasy.” Sarah crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. “I want you making love with me—flesh and blood, Sarah Atkinson.”

  “I know.” Why had his heart stopped beating?

  “And I don’t want you thinking Maria somehow snared me in a trap. I seduced her willingly.” Sarah beamed brilliantly at Maria. “And thank God, I did.”

  Adam caught Maria’s flushed look of happiness. “I know you seduced her. That was evident. Apparently, you are quite adept at the art of seduction.”<
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  “So when will you join us, Adam?” Sarah looked at him frankly. She wasn’t begging. She wasn’t commanding. She was simply naming her expectation.

  “I don’t know if I will.” Adam wasn’t sure he believed his own words. He wanted nothing more than to bed the two eager women awaiting his response. But could he risk himself in their arms? If nothing else, he’d buy time to sort out his own reactions. “Maybe it’s time you tried seducing me.”

  Sarah sat across from him and stared for the longest time. A tiny smile crept across her lips and he knew she was about to call his bluff. Then she nodded, accepting his challenge. “Maybe I will. That might be fun.”

  He watched Sarah wet her lips and run a palm over a breast. She tweaked a nipple through her top and gave him a come hither look of expectancy.

  Adam rose to his feet. “I’m not that easy, Sarah.” He turned to Maria. “I’ve already had a bagel. I’ll be in my office if I’m needed.” Without glancing again at Sarah, Adam ambled toward the kitchen.

  - o -

  Maria giggled, clapped a hand over her mouth and giggled some more as she watched abject disbelief cloud Sarah’s features.

  “What’s so damn funny?” A rosy blush crept up Sarah’s cheeks.

  “No need to be embarrassed,” Maria said lightly. “You looked quite appealing, but Adam’s changed the rules of the game. Now it’s our turn to seduce him. Mainly yours, I suppose. But I don’t intend to be left out—nor do I imagine he intends that, either.”

  “So it’s still a game,” Sarah murmured. She folded her hands in her lap. “I’ve always been good at games. We’ll have to cook up something special for our friend Adam.”

  With satisfaction, Maria admired the spunk of her new lover. Sarah wouldn’t wilt under Adam’s surliness. “Knowing him, it may take more than one assault. Adam can be quite tenacious when he makes up his mind, and right now it appears he’s decided to play hard to get.”