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RHETT
Ash had always been a romantic, and I’ll admit he’d rubbed off on me enough I actually appreciated a few of the books he kept in our small library. He tended toward gay romance while I preferred where a woman joined in the fun. But I’d always enjoyed women more than Ash ever had.
We had been together from such an early age that neither of us had dated a woman alone before, and the only p***y we’d come into contact with had been as a threesome.
Fucking one without me, I expected, wouldn’t appeal to Ash at all, but the idea definitely intrigued me. While the thoughts of attempting to connect emotionally with a woman churned unease in my guts, the fantasy of losing myself in her soft clutches stirred my blood.
It always had.
Ash sat silent in the passenger seat as I drove us ho
