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chest at the back of their closet. He’d always liked to hear Genevieve whimper
around a ball gag as he feasted on her pussy. Something he hadn’t done in a
while because of their crazy schedules.
    Now that the food critic had showed up she would be able to
put some of her stress behind her. He was just gearing up for his busy season
with the approaching summer, but the next few weeks should leave enough of a
lull they could carve out some time together.
    His good mood evaporated as soon as he arrived at the table
and saw exactly what he’d been dreading about the night. Dade had arrived. He’d
know the man would be here. It was rare for any of them to skip the tradition.
But seeing Dade in the living flesh was another matter entirely.
    And given Dade’s height and stature there was a hell of a
lot of flesh to look at too. And a build that would put Dwayne Johnson to
shame. Dark-brown hair, tan skin and green eyes. He’d love to see if the rest
of the man lived up to the fantasies his imagination had created.
    “Please say that’s for us, ’cause holy frak does that smell
heavenly.”
    Allison’s voice snapped him from his stupor. “Dig in.
Compliments of the chef.”
    By the time he got to his seat, half the contents of the
platter had vanished. Hungry crowd tonight. Genevieve would enjoy that. Always
pushing food on the people she loved.
    “I’ve got a free weekend if you’re up for a few games.”
    Tony held out his plate for Allison. “Where’s the rugrat?”
    “Grandma’s. Patrick left with her this morning to spend the
weekend up at the guest house in Staunton. Alex is covering the shop for the
weekend since he doesn’t have a tournament. And I’m all caught up on my work.
I’ve been itching to spend a few hours Riley-free. As much as I love her, these
terrible twos are driving me batty.” She handed him back his plate piled high
with noodles and two pieces of toast.
    “I don’t think I have any specific plans, so sure. Just give
me a shout when you’re ready and we’ll hook up.”
    Genevieve slid into the chair beside him. “Planning a hot
weekend tryst without me?”
    “Of course not. I’d be more than happy to let you watch.” He
snagged Genevieve’s waist, pulling her into his lap. She squealed and wiggled
against him, dropping the plate and fork to the table. Now that he had her full
attention, he wrapped his hand around the back of her neck and fit his mouth
over hers.
    Desire poured from her, a soft moan vibrating her throat as
he slid his tongue between her lips. Catcalls were lobbed their way, which only
caused Tony to kiss his wife even more passionately. Everything about Genevieve
was powerful and intense, sweeping over him so each time they came together
felt fresh and new.
    Exhilaration sparked deep inside him, curling around the
base of his shaft. His fingers itched to get inside her. To feel her come
undone and screaming his name. Had they been alone he would have stripped her
clothes away, held her over his straining erection and slammed home into her
sweet pussy.
    That idea of digging out the ball gag when they got home was
starting to sound even better. Breaking away, he was drawn into her luminous
gaze, her kiss-swollen lips and her flushed cheeks. Damn, this dinner was going
to be one uncomfortable affair.
    “Phew, Mr. Fitzgerald, someone sure taught you to kiss.” He
laughed, kissing the tip of her nose and, regrettably, sliding her off his lap
and back into her own seat.
    “How’d it go with the critic?”
    “Good. I think. I hope. Jesus. He’s got me frazzled and it’s
hard to think straight.” She inhaled slowly, closing her eyes for a moment
before blowing out the breath and finding his gaze again. “He said I had
nothing to worry about.”
    “But you will.” Tony touched the back of her hand, tracing
the veins under her porcelain skin. “Guys are asking if I have some time to
game tonight. Thinking of taking a pass though.” Leaning closer, he