11
HUDSON
I lusted to be her.
To be him.
Every cell in my body vibrated at high frequency, wanting to combust into flames.
Mads lay sprawled out like a waiting feast, the pink in her cheeks, the way she stared at Colton letting me know her body had remembered how to grow hot and desperate with abandon, exactly as I’d hoped for.
Colton climbed onto the bed on hands and knees, stalking forward, all lithe muscle I wanted to bend and own.
I’d hoped for s****l tension but hadn’t expected l**t so damn heavy in the air I could taste it. Smell it. f*****g feel it brushing over my skin and raising the hairs on my arms. Never had I ever experienced such a draw. Not even with—
I cut the thought off, focusing on Colton as he palmed my wife’s thighs and spread her wide to make room for his shou
