Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
“Which club?” I ask again in a stern voice.
He sighs.
“It’s a sex club. Or a playground, is what we like to say. It’s called Club Z, and they have a few outposts in Minnesota. I’m surprised they’re here at all, given that it seems to be more of a big city type of thing, but I guess there’s enough demand. People everywhere like sex. A lot.”
I gape at my husband.
“Are you serious? A sex club? Stone’s going to a sex club to find girls to work at the island?”
He shrugs.
“Yeah. It’s a good resource. I mean, the talent pool is deep at Club Z, at least from what I’ve seen. Stone’s recruiting trip is next week, I think. But that asshole needs to be careful because he’s been fixated on an innocent blonde lately. It wouldn’t be a problem, except she’s already been to the island twice. The spice loses its potency after a while, and I have a feeling that she may be starting to remember him. And us,” Drake adds in a dark tone.
I stare, my mouth hanging open.
“Holy cow. So Stone’s fixated on a pretty blonde girl who works at Club Z, and he wants to take her to Deux to be ravished by a horde of double-dicked men. Except the problem is that she has a good memory.”
“Yeah, basically,” Drake acknowledges. “If I were him, I wouldn’t ask for Marielle again. But I’m not him, and Stone’s got a raging hard-on for this girl. He shouldn’t go down this path, but then again, when has that ever stopped the men of Deux from pursuing a woman they want?”
I shake my head.
“When indeed? Well, I hope things work out for Marielle. That’s who I’m concerned about. Stone can take care of himself. He’s a grown man.”
“With grown man problems,” Drake agrees, nuzzling my neck again. “Life’s not all peaches and cream, sweetheart, even if we have two clubs with which to provide the ultimate pleasure. For example, my other buddy, Lionel, has a stepdaughter who’s a handful. See? The problems just don’t stop.”
“Why, what happened to Lionel?”
Drake shrugs.
“That asshole caught his stepdaughter using two dildos simultaneously in the shower. She was double-penetrating herself and loving it too, from what he says. But now, he wants in because he has exactly the tools to make her happy. Literally, he wants in.”
I gasp with shock.
“But she’s his stepdaughter!”
“Yeah, tell Lionel that,” Drake says in a wry voice. “Trust me, he’s very aware of the fact.”
I shake my head, astonished at the confidences Drake has shared. My husband never fails to surprise, and even more, there’s still so much to learn about the men of Deux. Their habits; their practices; and most of all, their incredible allure for women. I want to know more, but right now, I’m just happy to have Drake to myself.
I wind my arms around his broad shoulders while nuzzling his square jaw.
“Well, you’ll have to keep me updated on your brothers’ exploits,” I murmur. “It sounds exciting.”
“It is exciting,” he growls before seizing my lips in a kiss. “Too exciting, to be exact. But they’re your brothers now too, sweetheart. Now that we’re married, you should consider the men of Deux your brother-in-laws. Or would it be brothers-in-law? I’m not sure where the plural goes.”
I giggle.
“I think it’s ‘brothers-in-law’ and not ‘brother-in-laws.’”
“Really?” Drake asks, non-plussed. “But people always say in-laws, plural.”
“I know,” I reply, giving him a kiss on a hard-planed cheek. “And I’m sorry that you don’t have any in-laws because I don’t plan on speaking with Amity and Andrew ever again. I just can’t. Nuh-uh.”
Drake runs a big hand through my red curls, admiring their shine and length.
“No, it’s fine, Straw. I was never in it for them. It’s enough just to have you, sweetheart, and I love you more than anything. That’s more than enough for me, even if I have Amity and Andrew to thank for putting you on this planet.”
I throw my arms around my husband’s bronzed neck before kissing him passionately again.
“And I love you, Mr. Richardson. You’re my enormous, cuddly, possessive-as-all-hell husband with two tools just for me.”
Then, we’re lost to the world as love and lust fill our hearts. But nothing’s ended for the men of Deux because there’s still so much to discover: Lionel, with his sassy stepdaughter, and Stone, who’s recruiting innocent young girls from what I would consider to be a brothel. Will it ever stop? Who can tell? All I know is that I have my man … and I can’t wait to learn more about his lifestyle; habits; and most of all, the incredible history of the men of Deux.
THE END
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