They ate dinner and sipped lemonade, watching the sun sink low on the horizon.
“So now that you’ve had this revelation about Liam, what happens next?” Del asked.
“I don’t know. I promised to give these three weeks a real chance. We’ll take it a day at a time.”
She found she was twisting her fingers around each other, so she dropped them to rest flat on her thighs. She knew her feelings toward Liam were colored by old wounds. Was she really being fair to him? This was his child and she had to seriously consider the option of staying with him. He had grown … they both had. And she really did love him. Could they make it work?
But she loved Del, too. It didn’t seem right somehow. Loving two men. If she loved Liam, was what she felt for Del just infatuation? But if so, would it really have lasted all these years? Maybe being with Del was the right choice.
“Abi, this is obviously upsetting you. Why don’t you talk about it?”
“What is there to say? I don’t want to hurt Liam. And I don’t want to hurt you.” She sighed. “But no matter what I do, I’ll be hurting one of you.”
And that thought hurt her.
He rested his hand on hers and stroked it. The feel of his thumb brushing her thigh sent a tingling awareness rippling through her. She didn’t want to think about any of this anymore. Liam would be home in a few hours and right now, she wanted to enjoy as much intimate time with Del as possible.
She stood up and took his hand.
“After that swim in the ocean, I could use a shower.”
“Okay. I’ll clear up the dishes.”
A wicked grin spread across her face.
“I don’t want to take it alone,” she said and tugged him toward the outdoor shower stall.
“Oh,” he said, his lips turning up in a grin.
She turned to him and untied her robe, then dropped it to the ground. She felt warm in the glow of his appreciative masculine gaze.
He dropped his robe to the ground, too, and she stroked down his flat stomach to his rising cock, then wrapped her hand around it. She knelt in front of him and licked him. He hardened under her tongue.
“Mmm. Salty.”
He laughed and pulled her to her feet, then kissed her passionately. Moments later, they were under the warm water, soaping each other’s bodies.
* * *
Liam got out of the car and went into the villa. He didn’t see Abi and Del inside, so he walked out onto the patio. They weren’t in the pool or the hot tub, so he walked to the railing to see if they were on the beach.
He turned around and—Fuck!
The sight of their two naked bodies under the shower, their hands gliding over each other’s skin … white suds washing down their limbs …
Abi’s hand squeezed around Del’s thick cock and she began stroking him while Del soaped her breasts. Swirling his hands round and round her soft mounds.
Jealousy burned through Liam at seeing Del touch his wife like that, but at the same time, watching Abi’s hand glide up and down Del’s cock had his own stirring painfully in his pants.
Del’s hand glided down her stomach, then between her legs. Seeing Del’s fingers stroking Abi’s soft pussy mesmerized Liam. Abi moaned and turned around. She leaned against the glass wall of the shower as Del moved close behind her.
Her eyes widened when she saw Liam. Their gazes locked and they were both frozen … captured in an enthralling, erotic spell.
Del didn’t see Liam, his attention on Abi’s ear as he nuzzled.
Then Abi’s mouth formed an O as her body pushed tight against the glass.
Fuck, Del had pushed his hard cock inside her. How could the sight of another man fucking his wife turn him on?
Liam stepped close to the shower, Abi’s wide eyes locked on him.
Del began to move, his lips gliding along Abi’s neck, his face buried in her hair. Her body pressed against the glass with each thrust, her breasts bouncing softly. She flattened her hands on the glass, biting her lip as she stared at Liam, both of them transfixed.
Liam pressed one hand against hers, the clear wall a rigid barrier between them. Del thrust in quick, short strokes now. He was still kissing her neck as he held her body tight against the glass, her breasts crushed flat, the nipples like dusky rose flowers. Liam flattened his hand over one of them, wishing he could feel the soft flesh molding to his palm.
Her gaze was locked with his as Del pounded into her. Liam watching her seemed to excite her even more.
God, he wanted to rip off his clothes and push into the shower stall. He wanted to push his cock inside her, too. To fuck her at the same time as Del.
He could see her pleasure build … feel her intense excitement. He was sure having him there was ramping up her arousal.
Then she sucked in a breath and threw back her head. She wailed her release, her face glowing with blissful abandon.
Fuck, his need to be inside her surged through him. He was surprised he didn’t come just watching her.
There was something about seeing Del fuck her that excited him, more than he would have thought possible.
Del groaned, driving Abi’s whole body tighter against the glass. As Del erupted into Liam’s wife, his gaze lifted for the first time. Del’s eyes widened. Then he shuddered against Abi and crumpled against her.
As Del lifted his head, Liam’s hands clenched into fists and he strode into the villa then up the stairs, putting as much distance between him and them as he could.
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
A moment later, a tap sounded on the door, then Abi stepped into the bedroom.
