Free Anna in the Middle by Barbara Elsborg Page A

been many women since he’d met Will. If Jax was counting, and it looked like he was, in almost a year he’d had four flings. Five with Anna. Jax wondered if recalling memories of the women he’d fucked might work like counting sheep and he’d fall asleep. Worth a try.
    Katie had been the first. Will had been in the middle of his third week working night shifts and Jax was bored. He’d met Katie in the checkout line at Marks & Spencer.
    He’d had a meal for one in his basket and she had lacy underwear in hers. She’d dropped it on the floor instead of the conveyor belt and Jax had picked up the flimsy item. A bit obvious but he saw the come-get-me look in her eyes and he liked the idea of a see-through teddy.
    He’d taken her for a drink at a nearby wine bar and two bottles later, she’d invited him to her apartment. While his TV dinner had defrosted in the plastic carrier, he’d fucked her three times. She’d said she was up for anything, so Jax invited her to Shifters, a fetish club he used occasionally. The bad-tempered beauty had turned out to be up for nothing and Jax had to take her home. He didn’t bother fucking her and he didn’t see her again.
    Jax wasn’t into extremes but he liked to experiment. He’d tried it all—threesomes, foursomes, orgies—some all male and some mixed. He’d dabbled on the edges of BDSM. He preferred to be top but he enjoyed being bottom. He liked to hover on the edge of discomfort but not suffer outright pain, either taking it or delivering it.
    Linnea, the one after Katie, had turned out to be a bit too deep into everything. It had started out okay. Jax had picked her up in what was euphemistically called an adult store. Usually there were no adults for sale but this time, along with a few items for him to use with Will, Jax had picked up Linnea. They’d had fun, done a lot of 46

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    fucking and then she’d asked him to beat her. Spanking on the backside was one thing, but out-and-out bloodletting with razor blades something else entirely. Goodbye Linnea.
    Georgia had been a one-night stand. Picked up in a bar, she led him back to her place. She had a stunning body, a piece of warm, black marble. Sex with her was like scratching an itch. Great at the time but he didn’t need to do it again. She was too clingy, too needy, and the moment he’d come, she was pestering him about when he’d see her again, where they’d go, what they’d do. There was nothing more guaranteed to put Jax off.
    Sandy was a secretary where he worked. She’d flirted with him for months and in a moment of weakness, Jax had given way. She offered, he accepted but he wished she hadn’t. Another leech. She tried too hard to please and wouldn’t let go. He’d had to endure weeks of texts, emails, cups of coffee brought to his office until—thank fuck—
    she’d found someone else.
    Now Anna. An enigma. Wimp enough to climb over a fence to escape a confrontation with her sister and her sister’s boyfriend, yet she’d surprised him by being up for a night of sex with a stranger. Jax blinked as an image of her smooth backside came into his mind and that fucking splinter. He’d had an almost permanent hard-on from the moment she’d slithered over the fence. When she pretended to be a cat he wanted to roar with laughter. But once he had her in the house, all he could think about was fucking her.
    Jax wished she was in bed with him now. In an ideal world, not just with him. With both of them. Sandwiched between them. That was what he really wanted. He wished he and Will could fuck her at the same time, that his dick could feel Will’s dick inside her body, that she could suck him off while Will fucked him, that he could bury his face in her cunt while Will fucked her ass, that he could fuck Will while Will fucked her. Jax gave a quiet groan as his cock thickened. He’d never see her again. She thought he’d lied, that he was married with kids and maybe, in the end, that was