The Secret Between Three
Alexa leaned back in the hammock, the salty ocean breeze brushing against her skin, but her mind was miles away. For ten years, her marriage to Victor had been a sanctuary of tenderness and passion. He was a wonderful husband, and their intimacy had never grown stale. Yet, there was a hunger in her that only Ewan could feed—a raw, uninhibited desire that had awakened a side of her she never knew existed.
When her phone rang for the tenth time, she knew it was him. Despite her attempts to distance herself, the sound of Ewan’s voice was a catalyst, sending a familiar shiver down her spine. “I can feel you, Alexa,” he whispered, his voice husky and knowing. “I know you’re thinking of me.”
The guilt of her betrayal warred with the intensity of her arousal. As Ewan began to describe the memory of her skin, Alexa felt her body betray her resolve. Her nipples hardened against the fabric of her aqua blouse, and a warm moisture gathered between her thighs. Following his low, commanding voice, she lay back in the hammock, closing her eyes to imagine him there with her.
“Tell me what you want,” he groaned. Alexa let out a shaky breath, her hand sliding beneath the waistband of her swimsuit. She began to describe her fantasies in vivid detail, imagining his touch, the taste of him, and the way he claimed her. She spoke of the way she would please him, her voice dropping to a whisper as she guided herself to a shattering climax, the sound of Ewan’s own heavy breathing and rhythmic movements on the other end of the line fueling her release.
As the afterglow faded, a heavy silence fell between them. Then, Ewan asked a question that stopped her heart: “Do you like the way Victor makes love to you?”
Alexa gasped, stunned by the sudden shift. Ewan confessed that he had once overheard her and Victor in a moment of passion, and rather than feeling jealousy, he had felt a surging excitement. He didn’t want her to choose; he wanted to be part of the fire.
“Let’s try it,” Ewan proposed, his voice thick with anticipation. “The three of us together.”
The idea was scandalous, dangerous, and utterly thrilling. Alexa stared up at the canopy of trees, her heart racing. The thought of being sandwiched between the two men she desired—Victor’s steady, loving devotion and Ewan’s wild, untamed passion—sent a new wave of heat through her body. She didn’t know how she would make it happen, but as she closed her eyes, she knew she was already planning the way to turn this forbidden fantasy into a reality.