Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 90475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 90475 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 452(@200wpm)___ 362(@250wpm)___ 302(@300wpm)
But it’s been nearly twelve hours since they’ve touched me, since they both kissed me at the door like they’d go mad without me. Not even a brush of a hand or a bump of a shoulder.
Are they trying to decide how to let me down gently?
Whatever, dudes. I’ll be fine. I sigh, petting Nacho. “At least you make sense to me,” I say, grateful for this stinker. “Men, not so much.”
He offers me a chin for rubbing, and I comply.
But I’m tired of waiting. When the door creaks open at last, I set down my Kindle, pop up from the couch, and smooth a hand over my shirt.
The second they turn the corner into the living room, I start to talk, but Ryker’s faster. “We want you, Trina. We want to share you. Tonight, and for the rest of the week.”
I tremble everywhere, my breath hitching, and my words drying up as they advance toward me, Chase taking over. “I didn’t offer you a place to stay to seduce you. I legit wanted to give you and your pooch a home for as long as you need. I know you’re not interested in anything more, and that’s cool with me. But I’ve never done something like last night before, and I just can’t get you out of my head. We have to have you again.”
We.
I burn from the excitement racing through my body. From the acknowledgement of his first time too.
“I can’t stop thinking about the way you fell apart when we touched you,” Ryker adds in a bare husk of a voice. “Getting to eat you while he turned you on everywhere was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. I’ve never wanted a repeat of a three-way till now, and I’m absolutely dying for another time with you.”
Twin confessions, each different, each electric in its own way. I kind of love that Ryker’s done this before, but never more than once. I feel even more wanted, and it’s heady.
Addictive for sure.
“Playing with your pussy while he kissed you made me so fucking hard,” Chase adds.
Is this my life? They want me that badly? Together? My veins are flowing with liquid desire.
I lick my lips. Shudder out a breath. “Good. Because I wrote out a long list today of things I want us to do. All the ways you can have me…while I have the two of you.”
They groan like animals.
Ryker closes the distance between us and scoops me up into his big arms. “Show us that list. Now.”
I tell Nacho to stay on the couch like a good boy, then I look up at the bearded beast. “How about we do the first item?” I suggest with a coy smile.
He crushes his lips to mine. And I moan into his sexy mouth as he carries me to the bedroom with Chase muttering, “Fuck food. We’re going to fuck you instead.”
Yes, fuck food indeed.
Things I didn’t Google today—positions for threesomes.
Incognito mode notwithstanding, I wasn’t going to take a chance of someone walking up behind me at the store and seeing vids of two guys double-banging a woman.
But things I did look up on the shelves of An Open Book? Threesome scenes in sexy novels. Bennies of working in a bookstore. After a few quick skims of some choice chapters, I found that the sandwich method is only one of many options.
I’m down for that but first I want the D. With a side of D.
And tonight I want to boss them around a bit.
So once the guys strip off all their clothes, I take off my glasses and point to the bed.
“Lie down,” I say, and I don’t at all sound like a lady Domme, nor do I feel like one, but I’m positively giddy watching two ripped men lying down on a king-size bed, big dicks pointing at me.
Me.
They’re naked and I’m still in my bra and panties, and I like the power play as I settle between them, one knee between Ryker’s thighs, the other between Chase’s.
“What’s it gonna be, sweetness?” Chase asks in the deep, swoony tone that sends hot sparks down my spine.
I’m feeling a little saucy, so I give him a “How about you let me show you like I said?” as I slide a hand through the coarse hair on Ryker’s muscular thigh.
Ryker lets out a satisfied sigh.
I do the same to Chase, and the controlling man murmurs, “Dying to know what you’re up to.”
“You really are bossy. If you let me be in charge for ten seconds you might get this,” I say as I reward Ryker for listening well by stroking his shaft.
Ryker glances at Chase. “Just shut up. It’s worth—”
His words die on his tongue when I lick the tip of his cock.
“I’ll fucking listen,” Chase says, watching hopefully like a dog waiting for a treat while I draw the head of Ryker’s dick between my lips, wriggling my hips as I happily taste him for the first time. As I fist the base of his dick, I run my fingers up Chase’s leg, rewarding him at last. I slide my hand higher, up along the inside of his thigh, and he groans all while I draw Ryker deeper.