As for what his original intentions were when he’d made the suggestion earlier, he really didn’t have anything planned, other than to ravish her the way she deserved. Although, he did intend to keep her in suspense, especially since he’d had to eat dinner while she sat naked and patient across from him. That had been torture.

It had taken everything in him just to keep from taking her right there on the table.

Yes, he wanted her that badly.

“Hi,” she greeted when he joined her outside.

“Hi.”

“Is that for me?”

Logan glanced down at the bottle of wine and then smiled at her. “That and more.”

Sam laughed, a lyrical sound that he loved. “Well, what are you waiting for?”

Good question. What was he waiting for?

Setting the glasses and the bottle on the side of hot tub, Logan hurried out of his clothes, leaving them where they landed at his feet and then climbing into the tub of warm water. Before he made it all the way in, Sam had moved directly in front of him.

“What are you doing?” he asked, not needing an answer. He knew exactly what she was doing and his dick was quickly rising to the occasion.

“Greeting you appropriately,” she informed him, her wet hands sliding up his legs and then pushing his knees farther apart while he perched on the side of the tub. “Is that all right with you?”

“More than all right, baby.”

Sam didn’t waste any time before she took his cock into her mouth, long before her hands ever made it around him. She sucked him in deep and he groaned while sliding his fingers through her silky hair.

“God, baby. I love when you do that.” Boy did he. The woman had a wicked mouth.

He kept his eyes fixed on her as she sucked him, her tongue teasing along the underside of his shaft while she looked up at him.

“Just like that,” he instructed, holding her head firmly, pulling her closer. He had to fight to keep his ass planted on the ledge, rather than thrusting forward, trying to drive his cock deeper.

Sam’s soft moans sent vibrations along his cock, while her mouth worked him perfectly. “Slow down, baby,” he told her, holding her hair more firmly when she began to bob her head in earnest. “I’m not ready to come just yet.”

Hell, he wasn’t ready to come at all. He’d much rather let her suck him for hours because it felt so damn good.

“Fuck, Sam. Your mouth feels good.” He knew how much she liked when he talked to her.

Sam pulled her head back, still looking up at him, his cock falling from her mouth. “Tell me,” she whispered.

“Tell you what?” he asked curiously.

“Like you did last night.”

A surge of adrenaline caught fire inside of him as the memory of the night before rushed back. Sam had been fire in his arms after he’d started telling her exactly what he and Elijah would be doing to her the first chance they had. It was the second time he’d done it in the past week and she’d ignited just as he suspected.

“Did you have someone in mind?” he asked, feigning ignorance. He already knew the answer. From the moment that Elijah had walked into their playroom at Devotion, Logan got the distinct impression that Sam was very interested in the man.

And truthfully, Logan was more than happy with her unabashed interest in Elijah.

Logan had talked to Elijah in depth just that afternoon. Although he’d had a brief email exchange with him that morning when Elijah asked about dinner, Logan had decided to call him on his way home from the golf course.

To make sure they were both on the same page.

They were.

And what he’d learned about Elijah had actually been very promising. Especially where Sam was concerned. The man wasn’t shy about his intentions. That was a good thing because Logan wasn’t either.

“Elijah,” she mumbled now. Logan recognized what was most definitely concern in her pretty green eyes.

Forcing her back a little, he slid down into the hot water, his muscles singing with pleasure. Easing his way over to the reclining lounger, Logan pulled Sam with him. Once she was straddling him, he looked up at her.

“Does it bother you?” she asked suddenly.

“What? That you find Elijah attractive?” That was a given. Then again, the man was rather good looking, even in Logan’s very hetero opinion. The guy had class and elegance, all of the things that Sam seemed to find fascinating.

“That and…” She let the sentence trail off.

“That and you want him to join us?” Logan clarified.

“Do you not want that?”

When he started to answer her, Sam stopped him, her fingertips pressing against his lips.

“Listen to me for a minute, please.”

Logan didn’t try to speak, just nodded his head and watched her.

“I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. First, there was Luke and that had been… fun. I guess maybe different is a better word. You and Luke successfully introduced me to the side of myself that I didn’t know existed.”

Logan didn’t interrupt, curious as to where she was going with this.

“And then Tag was there. Neither of them lasted long, and that was so long ago.”

It had been a long time, Logan knew. They’d been refraining from playing like that for a while, mainly because Sam seemed to get attached and Logan hadn’t been interested in something long lasting with either man.

But what Logan had noticed throughout the entire time, neither of them had ever let up on their desire to have a third in their relationship. Which in turn had gotten him thinking. And perhaps Luke, Sierra and Cole were onto something. Not that Logan had any interest in being with a man because… Well, he didn’t. But that didn’t mean that he and Sam couldn’t venture into something that worked for them.

Something more permanent because clearly, what they both sought was going to be life changing, no matter which way they looked at it.

Logan understood Sam’s desire to have only one man involved in their relationship. It meant she was looking for long term, possibly even permanent. Logan had just never looked at it from her perspective before. Actually, he’d never looked much past the sex if he were completely honest. But now… Now he was seeing the possibility turning into something more.

He knew there were some permanent threesomes where the two men weren’t interested in one another. That wasn’t an issue either. But Logan was a selfish bastard when it came to Sam’s love. He wanted her to love him and only him. He didn’t want to share that part of her with anyone.

And by being selfish, Logan was denying Sam. Denying her from finding what she truly needed. That’s when he had started to wonder whether a permanent arrangement was going to be the only way for them to be able to continue to have what they’d found so long ago. What they both desperately wanted again.

“I won’t lie,” Sam told him now. “I like the threesomes. I would like for us to find that again.”

“But you don’t want temporary?” he asked, unable to keep the question to himself.

“No,” she said honestly, her eyes curiously glassy. “If we’re going to do this, I think we need to find something… lasting.”

He didn’t say anything, needing her to clarify.

“I don’t want to have random partners. I don’t want to have to worry about getting attached to someone and them walking away from us. I don’t think you want that either.”

No, he didn’t. Too much risk.

“But I know you don’t want a permanent person in our relationship either.”

“Do you?” Logan wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer to that question.

Sam’s gaze darted away and Logan pulled her chin with his finger, forcing her to look at him. “Tell me, Sam. Tell me exactly what you want.”

“I’m scared,” she admitted and he noticed that the sheen in her eyes was unshed tears.

“About what?” God, Logan felt his stomach twist. Part anticipation, part fear.

“If I’m not mistaken, we get more out of a threesome than we do alone. Not,” she said loudly, halting his argument, “that we have to have a threesome. It’s just… Something we gravitate to. You and I both enjoy it.”

Logan nodded. He didn’t disagree. Although the two of them could burn the house to the ground with the combustible chemistry that arched between them, Logan did want something more. And he knew she craved it as well.

“I think we’re going to have to go a step further if we want something lasting. What we’ve done in the past just hasn’t worked.” Sam paused, her eyes locked with his. “Is that a bad thing?”

“No,” he answered honestly. Logan had been thinking the same thing. At least since he met Elijah. For whatever reason, he felt as though there was a connection with Elijah. And it wasn’t sexual on his part because he wasn’t interested in men, but something in his gut told him this was going to be more.

To prove it, Logan had actually invited Elijah to play golf with them today. Elijah had kindly declined, letting him know that he had to fly to Florida and wouldn’t be back until Sunday morning.

So, yeah, Logan was doing something he’d never done before too. He was establishing a connection.

He’d already prepared himself for that. And after his conversation with Elijah that afternoon, he’d heard the unspoken request in the other man’s tone. Elijah had fallen for Sam. Maybe not love at first sight, but likely damn near close. Elijah could do that though and never have to worry about letting go of Beth. Not only was Logan going to be sharing Sam with Elijah, Sam was going to be sharing Elijah with Beth.

“Is that still what you want? For us to include another man in the bedroom?”