A mocking note entered Jack’s voice. “Are you telling me you’re not even the least bit interested? Because a little birdie told me you seemed pretty damn into the idea the day you watched me spank Pepper’s ass in my office.”
Dean looked alarmed, as if he hadn’t expected Jack to call him out on it. Three weeks had passed since that wicked scene in the office, but Jack hadn’t raised the subject after Pepper confessed to seeing Dean in the adjoining doorway. Dean hadn’t brought it up, either, which told Jack that his friend hadn’t purposely been creeping on them. Most likely Dean had popped his head in Jack’s office to talk business, stumbled upon them, and had chosen not to address it out of respect for both of them.
But there was no avoiding the matter now. Jack was a man on a mission, and if he wanted to succeed, he needed Dean. And only Dean.
Heat darkened Dean’s eyes to a smoky silver as he drawled out a response. “Was wondering when you’d bring that up.”
He shrugged. “Now seems as good a time as any.”
Dean speared a roasted potato with his fork and popped it in his mouth, a thoughtful look on his face as he chewed slowly. “I’m not going to deny it was one of the hottest scenes I’ve seen in a long time, but…”
“But what? You’re always down with three-ways. Why not this one?”
“Because it’s your girlfriend!”
Jack raised his brows. “You and Parker slept with Lynn. And Lynn is Parker’s girlfriend.”
“So that means I’m down to sleep with anyone? What, you’re pimping me out now? Snap your fingers and I pull out my dick and stick it wherever you want?” Dean sounded more amused than angry.
Jack swallowed his frustration. “Are you saying you’re not attracted to Pepper?”
“Of course I am. She’s smoking hot. But she’s your girlfriend. And she’s Parker’s sister. In most threesomes, you only have to worry about one person potentially beating you up. It’s a rare occasion when there’s two people gunning for you.”
“Nobody’s gonna beat you up, dumbass,” Jack said with a chuckle. “I’m asking you to do this. And as for Parker, he doesn’t have to know. Actually, we’ll make sure he never knows.”
Dean slanted his head in challenge. “You’re possessive as shit about her, man. You honestly expect me to believe you’re okay with someone else worshipping at her sacred throne?”
“Not someone else. You.”
Just Dean, and just once. Jack wouldn’t even consider it with anybody else. He trusted Dean Colter with his life. The two of them had been to hell and back together, surviving two tours of duty, saving each other’s asses more times than Jack could count. They were Rangers for life. Brothers for life.
If anyone was going to help him give Pepper her fantasy, it was going to be Dean.
Though a part of him still wasn’t sure why he was so determined to make it happen. Pepper hadn’t mentioned threesomes since Adam’s scathing online tirade, but Jack knew her curiosity hadn’t gone away. And he couldn’t fault her for it. She wasn’t as experienced as him when it came to sex. He’d indulged in his fair share of threesomes, experimented with kink that would make her blush. He understood that need to push the limits, to crave pleasure wherever and however you could get it, and he loved how eager she was to explore her sexuality.
The fact that she’d initiated a threesome with her two college buddies told him how badly she wanted to experiment. Well, he could help her do that. And so could Dean, the only man Jack trusted enough with something as intimate as Pepper’s sexuality.
“Okay…let’s pretend I’m saying yes,” Dean started gruffly. “What kind of rules am I looking at here? Will you break my fingers if I touch her somewhere you don’t want me to touch?”
“Nope.” Jack spoke in a firm voice. “It’ll be about her pleasure, not ours. If she asks you to touch her, then you touch her. Wherever she wants.” A lump of jealousy rose in his throat as he imagined another man’s hands on Pepper’s delectable body, but he quickly choked it down.
Dean caught the reaction. “See?” he said triumphantly. “You’re feeling possessive already.”
“I’m not gonna lie. I get a little crazy thinking about it, but…” Jack swallowed, once again conjuring up the image of Dean touching Pepper. Only this time, he didn’t focus on Dean’s fingers, but the haze of ecstasy on Pepper’s face as she rocked into that skillful touch. Her throaty moans. Her body trembling with pleasure.
Jack’s cock instantly stirred, thickening as the need to please his woman surged through his blood.
His woman. Jeez. He’d played the field for so long it was strange to think about settling down with one woman. But Pepper was different.
Pepper was…
His.
“But?” Dean prompted.
“But all I have to do is think about how hot we’re going to make her, and the possessive urges go away.” He had to grin. “That day in the office? She knew you were watching and it turned her on like you wouldn’t believe. That’s all I care about.”