บททั้งหมดของ My Husband Shared Me:A New Year's Filthy Threesome: บทที่ 251 - บทที่ 260

The last of the light left the yard.Jimmy, Lily-Rose and Jax stayed on the porch steps. The wood under them cooled. A breeze moved across the open ground and carried the dry smell of grass and dust. Somewhere near the fence a night insect started its thin sound and then stopped.Lily-Rose’s shoulder stayed against Jimmy’s. Her knee pressed lightly to his. Jax sat a little apart, boots planted, eyes on the black road beyond the gate. No one spoke.Jimmy finished the last of the water and set the glass down between his feet. The quiet felt full instead of empty. He could feel the slow breathing of the woman beside him and the solid presence of the man a few feet away. The old need to measure every inch of the house was quieter tonight. It still lived under his ribs, but it no longer drove every breath.Lily-Rose shifted. The movement brought her thigh more firmly against his. She did not pull away. Jimmy’s hand rested on the step behind her. His fingers brushed the back of her shirt on

They stayed on the porch longer than the light lasted.When full dark came, Lily-Rose stood first. She looked at Jimmy, then at Jax, and went inside without speaking. The screen door closed softly behind her.Jimmy and Jax sat a little longer. The wood under them had gone cold. A breeze moved across the yard and brought the dry smell of grass and dust. Somewhere near the fence a night insect made a thin sound and then stopped.Jax spoke first.“She’s not pulling away as hard.”“No.”“You either.”Jimmy rubbed the back of his neck. The skin there felt tight from the sun.“I’m trying to let it be what it is.”Jax nodded once in the dark. He stood, picked up his gloves, and went inside. The spare room door settled most of the way shut, leaving the thin gap of light as usual.Jimmy stayed on the steps by himself for a few more minutes. He looked at the black road beyond the gate. Nothing moved out there. He rubbed his hands over his face, felt the day’s dust still on his skin, then rose a

The wind stopped by the time it got fully dark.Jimmy, Lily-Rose and Jax stayed on the porch until the dust settled. Nobody talked much. The hard day was still in their bodies grit in their clothes, sting in Jimmy’s arm, tired shoulders.Lily-Rose stood up first.“I’m going to wash.”She went inside. The screen door closed. A few minutes later they heard water running in the bathroom.Jax stretched his legs and looked at the dark gate.“Fence held.”“Yes,” Jimmy said.“You held too.”Jimmy knew what he meant. The old tight need to control everything had come up strong in the wind, and he had not let it take over. He just nodded.Jax picked up his gloves and went inside. The spare room door closed most of the way, leaving the usual small gap of light.Jimmy stayed on the steps alone for a while. The night air felt clean after all the dust. He rubbed the back of his neck, felt the grit still there, then stood up and went inside.The kitchen was empty. He drank a glass of water from the

Nobody moved for a long time.The three of them stood in the kitchen. Late light came through the window and laid a soft gold line across the floor. Dust still clung to Jimmy’s arms and the back of his neck. Lily-Rose’s pulse beat visibly at the base of her throat. Jax’s hands stayed closed at his sides, the knuckles a little white.The careful space between Jimmy and Lily-Rose was still there.The old three-person heat was also there, fully awake.Jimmy felt himself getting harder just from the way she looked at him and the fact that Jax had not left the room. Lily-Rose’s nipples pressed tight against her thin shirt. She made no move to hide it. The air smelled of dust, cold water from Jimmy’s wash, and the faint sharp scent of the vegetables she had been cutting.Then somebody moved.It was Lily-Rose.She took one small step toward Jimmy. Just one. Her eyes stayed on his face. She did not look at Jax, but she also did not tell him to go.Jimmy’s breath left him slow.He reached out

Nobody moved for a while.Lily-Rose still lay back on the table, thighs open, come from both men slowly leaking out of her onto the wood. Her chest rose and fell hard. Sweat shone on her skin. Jimmy stood close, one hand still on her thigh. Jax stayed a step back, fixing his jeans, breathing heavy.The kitchen smelled of sex and dust and skin.Jimmy reached for a clean cloth from the drawer. He wiped between her legs, slow and careful. The cloth came away wet. Lily-Rose watched his face while he did it. She didn’t look away.When he finished she sat up. Her legs were shaky. Jimmy helped her down. She leaned against the table for a second until her knees felt steady.Jax handed her the skirt that had been pushed up around her waist. She pulled it down. Her panties were still on the floor. She left them there for now.“You okay?” Jimmy asked.“Yeah.” Her voice was rough. “I’m okay.”Jax looked at both of them.“I’ll be outside.”He walked out the back door without waiting for an answer.