Page 34 of The Handy Men
Paige told him everything. By the time she was finished, Jack had set the anchor and she had kicked off her shoes. She didn't want to be sad and doubting their new relationship anymore.
"The gossip will die down on its own. It's nothing Jack and I haven't heard before," Dean said. "Same shit, different day. As soon as tourist season starts, something more interesting will take everyone's attention away from us. I don't need Stephanie as a beard to do that."
"But do you want her?"
“No,” Jack said.
“No,” Dean said.
Paige wanted to believe them. “She didn’t mention if she has a child to me. What if Caillie was right and she did get pregnant. What if she tries to cause trouble and say that it’s one of yours?”
Jack shrugged. “Then we’ll get a paternity test.”
“And on the real off chance that it is one of ours, we’ll cross that bridge when we come to it,” Dean said.
“If she kept that from us, I’m going to be super pissed,” Jack warned.
“And you should be,” Paige said.
“It was her decision to leave,” Dean said. “She could have come back at any time up until this year and we would have worked things out.”
“What about now?” Paige asked.
“Now, we’re with you.” Jack said.
“Unless you’re worried that we’ll hurt your business,” Dean said, holding her close. “We would never do anything to hurt you.”
“The business might fail anyway.” Paige gave a small laugh.
"You are smart and hardworking and the Nutmeg Inn will be a tremendous success," Jack said.
"You'll find a way to fill those rooms and keep people coming back for more. Just serve them your lasagna. It's the best I've ever had."
“If it were only that easy,” she murmured. They made her feel like she could do anything.
Dean took her face in his hands. “It is.”
Jack pressed in behind her and hugged them both. They swayed like that on the deck, just holding each other. Paige would have gladly stayed like that all night, but as the sunset the wind picked up.
“Let’s go belowdecks.” Dean broke away first and led her down the stairs to the sailboat’s captain’s cabin.
By the time they got to the bed, they were all naked. They kissed and writhed against each other. Paige loved it when they rubbed their bodies all over her. It was so damned sexy. They made her lose her mind.
Jack rubbed himself between her butt cheeks.
"I don't know where you think you're putting that, but it's not going in there," she told him.
"Not yet." Jack nibbled on her ear. "But soon." He lifted her leg over his hip and slid into her pussy from behind. Dean took turns licking her clit and sucking on the side of Jack's cock as it slid in and out of her.
Moaning, Paige lost herself in the sensations. They hit all of her erogenous zones. Dean was working overtime with those teasing kisses, seductively plucking her nipples. Jack’s body claimed hers with a gentle rhythm. Combined with Dean's slow tongue kisses, Paige floated on waves of pleasure and excitement.
“Fuck,” Jack said as he came. “You’re so damned sweet.”
He pulled out and a few seconds later, Dean had a condom on and was moving slowly inside of her.
“This feels so good,” Paige said. “But you can go faster.”
“Not yet, he can’t,” Jack said, coming back into bed. “I’m going to play with you a bit.”
