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blunt nail on his finger scraping
him and sending pain scattering down his spine. He gritted his teeth. “Tell me, tell me how it feels when I fuck you. Tell me how you
miss my cock, because my cock damn sure missed you.”
    She moaned for him, a helpless sound. “I miss you. Feeling you inside me.” Her breath hitched, and then she
spoke again, the words shuddering out. “Miss your touch.” She went silent, save
for the heavy breathing.
    “I’ve got my cock in my hands for you,” Reno said.
“I’m fucking my fists, wishing it was your body. That wet heat, I love it.”
Eyes sliding shut, he thrust into his fist.
    “Touch your balls,” Indy said. “Pull on them, hard,
like I do.” He did, gasping, and she sighed. “I miss it, you on your hands and
knees, me fucking you deep with my strap-on.”
    Reno’s sphincter clenched at her words, and he
nodded even though she couldn’t see. “Yes,” he whispered. “I want that. I miss
it.” Not once had he ever felt weird for wanting to be used that way. She’d
made it okay for him, nothing off the table when it came to the two of them. He
damn sure missed that freedom.
    “Lick your finger.” Indy panted in his ear. “Touch
your hole.”
    Reno tugged his jeans all the way down, pulling off
one of the legs completely, then spread wide. After sucking on his right index,
he brought it to his hole, tapping at the wrinkled entrance before dipping the
tip inside.
    “Fuck,” he grunted. “It’s been so long.”
    Indy spoke faster. “Fuck yourself, want to hear you
come.”
    “ Yess .” He
hissed when he screwed the finger in despite the claustrophobic tightness. “ Ung , so good.” He moved the
finger back and forth, easing the way as his hips worked. “Oh God, please.” He
tugged his cock. The pleasure was too much. His balls hurt. His spine itched.
    “Yes,” Indy cried out. “Fuck, I’m coming.”
    He slammed the finger in and pulled harder on his
cock. “Do it,” he said. “Come for me, and I’ll come for you.” The way it should
always be, but he bit that part back.
    Her cries grew higher, his name on her lips tipping
him over. He came violently, body arching upright, cum quickly filling his palm
and overflowing, dripping back onto his stomach. “Fuck. Fuck.” He flopped back
onto his seat, struggling to breathe.
    Indy had gone quiet, and if not for her breathing,
he’d have thought she’d disconnected. She didn’t speak, and he waited until he
had his words and faculties under control before he spoke.
    “Indy.”
    She took a while before she answered. “I’m here.”
    “I want you,” Reno said. “I always have. Please give
us a chance again. A real chance.”
    “There’s a young woman upstairs, in your bed, who deserves better than you’re giving right now.” She gave
a self-deprecating laugh. “Can’t believe I’m actually saying this, but you know
who I am, and you know I can’t fuck with you if you’re all tangled up with
somebody else. Jenna deserves to know what’s going on with you. She needs to
know she can’t have you, that you’re mine.”
    He nodded. “Okay.”
    “Not okay, Reno.” She
grew harsh. “That girl has plans for you. She thinks you’re it for her, and you
knew you didn’t feel the same, but you brought her here anyway.”
    “We’re not together.” He swallowed. “She’s my
friend’s girlfriend. I’m taking her to New York to meet up with him.”
    “Then why is she here?”
    “I wanted to see my folks.” That sounded lame to his
ears. “She wanted to tag along.” He grabbed shaky fingers through his hair.
“Trust me, it’s purely platonic.”
    “You and her didn’t have a thing?” Indy asked.
    Now Reno backpedaled. “We did, one night only then
she got with Steven. We’re all friends.”
    “Uh-huh.” Indy didn’t sound like she bought that for
a minute. “The entire town thinks she’s your girlfriend. I suggest you deal
with that before we tackle the mess of you and