Free Surrender to Desire by Tory Richards

until their bodies calmed.
    “Are you okay?”
    Blade chuckled. “I believe you’re the one who collapsed on
me.” He liked the feel and weight of her satiny curves on top of him.
    “Oh.”
    “Are you okay?”
    She nodded slightly. “Very okay. Sex with you is, ah,
different from what I was used to.”
    “How so?” Blade was very interested in knowing.
    “Much more satisfying. It’s not all about you,” she
explained. “What I mean is that you, I mean I, we.” She finally gave up.
    He decided to take a shot in the dark. “Both get off?”   Her blush told him he’d guessed correctly.
“And he was okay with that?”
    “I honestly don’t think it occurred to him that he was the
only one who, ah, got off.”
    “No, honey.” Blade gave her a tender kiss. “It sounds like
your ex was lazy and selfish. When a man cares about the woman he’s with, he
doesn’t have to think about pleasing her. He makes sure the end result is that
they’re both satisfied.”
    “So that’s how it works, huh?” There was a teasing light in
her eyes.
    “Yes ma’am.” Blade buried his hands in her soft hair and
held her to him for a long, leisurely kiss that stoked the flames of their
desire. When he pulled back they were both a little breathless.
    “Come on, honey, before I say ‘to hell’ with work and spend
the day in bed with you. Let’s get a quick shower, and have some breakfast
before I head out.”
    “I’ll get a shower after I fix you breakfast,” Callie said,
moving off him. “You go get your shower.” She got to her feet.
    Blade watched her grab his shirt off the floor and slip into
it. He could hear her humming as she walked to the kitchen and smiled. By the
time he had finished his shower and dressed, the aroma of coffee and breakfast
reached him. A nice surprise greeted him when he entered the kitchen.
    Callie was stark naked and setting his breakfast on the table.
She glanced up and smiled seductively at him.
    “Are you breakfast, honey?”
    “No. But if you’re a good boy I might be your dinner.” She
put a cup of coffee next to his plate.
    “Don’t you know cooking and nudity don’t go together?”
    Her soft laugh filled the kitchen. “I didn’t want to get
anything on your shirt.” She kissed Blade on the cheek. “You have a nice day.
I’m going to take my shower.”
    Blade watched her sexy backside disappear from his view. He
hadn’t had breakfast yet and he already couldn’t wait to come home for dinner.

    ****

    Blade was gone when Callie returned to the kitchen. His
plate and cup were in the sink. She tidied up, and made a fresh pot of coffee
for later. Then she went to their bedrooms, collected the dirty towels, and
stripped the beds. She checked the guest bathroom, freshened up the linen in
there, and tossed everything into the wash. Then she went about looking for
clean sheets and finally found them in the guest bathroom closet. She made her
bed first, dusted a little and then headed back to Blade’s bedroom.
    She made his bed and was in the process of touching up his
bathroom when she thought she heard a noise. Was that the kitchen door?   She stopped what she was doing and listened
for a moment. She heard footsteps coming down the hallway and left the
bathroom, stopping short. Walking into the bedroom was a carbon copy of Blade.
Surprise registered on his face when his gaze lit on her.
    “Hi, you must be Beau Evans,” Callie smiled, reaching out
and offering him her hand.
    “No, ma’am. I’m Chaz.” He engulfed her hand in his much
larger one. “And you must be Callie Peters.”
    She nodded. Even though Callie knew the brothers were
identical triplets, it was amazing how much they looked alike. “If you’re
looking for Blade, he’s working.”
    “He’s not expecting me. I heard you moving around back here
and thought I should make my presence known, in case you stumbled on me later.”
    Callie was thankful for his consideration. “I thought you
were away on a