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other car.
    “You need a bigger car, Sax.” James repeated the comment he made every time he
    watched the other man slide from the low-slung car.
    “James, that’s my baby,” Sax grinned, his teeth flashing white against his dark skin
    as he ran his hand over his slick, shaved head.
    The sleek, little blue car was indeed one of his prized possessions, though he could
    have afforded better. That and the Harley. Sax had a set number of priorities. He had
    achieved all but one. Poor man, Sax had his eye set on a woman that wasn’t about to let
    him anywhere near her. She would make his life hell, James knew.
    “She might throw us out of the house.” James paused at the bottom of the steps as
    he glanced at Sax. “She might shoot us.”
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    Sax chuckled. “If you’re brave enough to go after this one, James, then she should
    be brave enough to accept you. You’ve gotten this far without frostbite. I bet you last
    through the night.”
    Ella’s nickname, The Ice Queen, had followed her even after her divorce to Jase.
    “Frostbite?” James murmured as he shook his head. “That’s the least of our worries,
    Sax.”
    He opened the door and stepped inside. He had left explicit instructions for her in
    the letter he had left in the living room before he went to Jesse’s. He had been careful
    not to voice those instructions for fear of her outright rejection. If she didn’t want this,
    then the luggage on the porch would have been a more humane way to cut his heart
    from his chest. Of course, a bullet would be more permanent.
    “She should be in her room,” he murmured. “Either restrained to the bed or waiting
    with the gun.”
    Sax chuckled behind him, and in the sound James could feel the other man’s
    excitement. Sax was one of the few men who hadn’t known Ella during her marriage to
    Jase. He had wanted his partner in this next experience with Ella to be free of any
    preconceived notions or ideas of loyalty. Ella was his. Sax would continue to join in
    periodic threesomes with him and Ella if this first session went as James hoped.
    Just as Jesse would continue with Cole and Tess until he took that final step in
    securing his own woman. After marriage, there was no need, no desire to touch another
    woman. The commitment was strong, the need so extreme that other women held no
    attraction. It was often a confusing, hotly debated issue among the men who shared in
    this lifestyle. The need to see their women experiencing that pleasure of an added
    element to their sexuality. The periodic addition of another man, and in one case he
    knew of, another woman.
    He stopped at Ella’s bedroom door, took a deep breath and opened it slowly as Sax
    leaned against the doorframe. God help him. He nearly came in his slacks. She had
    buckled the straps to her ankles as he ordered, and her arm into one of the wrist
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    restraints. She was staring at the ceiling, her breathing hard and rough as he walked
    slowly into the room.
    He moved to the free wrist restraint and bent over to buckle it slowly. He caressed
    her wrist, feeling the hard throb of blood in the vein beneath her skin. She gazed up at
    him, a shade of fear mixing with the excitement in her gaze.
    “Are you sure, Ella?” He sat on the side of the bed, cupping her cheek gently as he
    stared down at her.
    She was trembling. He could feel the fear and excitement traveling through her. It
    would heighten the sensations, he knew; make the arousal, the coming orgasm more
    intense, hotter and brighter. He could barely hold back his own anticipation. He had
    waited, longed for this more years than he could count.
    “No.” She breathed out roughly. “I’m not sure of anything right now, James. Don’t
    ask me questions like that.”
    His lips quirked into a soft, gentle smile. Despite her words, he could see that she
    was more than ready. Her breasts were swollen, her nipples hard little points atop the
    firm

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