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Authors: Maya Banks,Karin Tabke,Sylvia Day

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Jessie pushed upward, her eyes glazed, her lips and breasts swollen and red from Rick ’s attentions.
“Where do you want me?” she asked in a husky, passion-laced voice that had Truitt doing his own desperate gritting of his teeth to keep from shooting his wad everywhere.
“Just turn around, darlin’,” Rick said. “Rotate so that your head is off the bed on my side.”
The two men helped her get into position and no sooner had she levered her head downward then Rick had straddled her and slid his cock into her mouth.
For a moment Truitt stared at the erotic sight of Rick fucking her mouth. Holy hell, but the sight of her throat bulging to accommodate his deep thrusts had Truitt’s nuts about to burst.
He yanked open the nightstand drawer and with shaking fingers dumped a box of condoms out, snagging one. He ripped it open, rolled it over his aching cock, and then he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between her thighs.
“Ease off a minute, Rick,” Truitt said.
Rick withdrew his cock, now shiny with her saliva. The head was so swollen and purple that it looked damn painful. Rick reached down and lifted Jessie up so that she could look at Truitt.
She looked drunk. High on pleasure. Delectably mussed, her hair in disarray and that fuckable swollen mouth that just begged to be kissed and then fucked some more.
“I’m about to get inside you, Jessie,” Truitt said. “I don’t want to hurt you, sweetheart. If I do, if anything either of us does makes you uncomfortable or hurts you, you get Rick’s attention, okay? We’re both impatient bastards right now because seeing you spread out and naked in front of us has us crazy, but we want this to be good for you and we plan to spend all night making you scream our names.”
Wordlessly she nodded, her eyes wide and unfocused. Then Rick lowered her head and pushed his cock back between her lips.
Ah hell, Truitt couldn’t hold back another minute. He slid his cock up and down her dampness to lubricate the condom and then he positioned himself at her tiny opening and pushed inside.
He stopped after an inch because holy shit she was tight. It was like forcing his dick into a closed fist. He was never going to make it like this.
Holding a thumb to her clit and then rubbing over it in featherlike strokes, he tensed and then thrust hard.
She opened around him but her body fought the sudden invasion. She spasmed and gripped him so tight that he nearly lost consciousness. He’d never felt anything so good in his life.
Rick was riding her mouth hard and Truitt knew he couldn’t make slow, sweet love to her this time. He withdrew and thrust hard and deep, his thumb stroking her flesh.
Her hands flew up to grip Rick’s hands that were holding the sides of her head as he fucked her mouth. For a moment Truitt thought she wanted them to stop and so he went still, though it damn near killed him. Rick did the same, pulling out in a hurry.
“No,” she gasped. “Oh God, no, please don’t stop.”
Even as the plea slipped out, her body was arching and undulating, on the verge of her orgasm.
Both men thrust back into her body at the same time and they began riding in relentless rhythm. Truitt closed his eyes as his balls drew up and his release pushed painfully up his cock.
Mindlessly he pumped against her, no longer taking care. He wasn’t thinking of whether he hurt her. He was only thinking that if he didn’t move, he’d die.
He heard Rick’s cry, felt Jessie clutch him in her velvet sheathe and then go wet around him, bathing him in her heat.
He began coming, pumping harder, coming even harder. On and on in endless spurts. Even when he finally came down over her, he could feel his cock still pulsing inside her, could feel the warm, slick semen rising up the condom around his dick.
Shit.
With a groan he rolled to the side, pulling out so the condom wouldn’t leak. Hell, he’d pumped it so full it was a wonder it hadn’t burst.
He quickly disposed of it and then returned to Jessie. Rick was tenderly wiping the semen from her mouth and then he lifted her and rolled so that she was fully on the bed.
Truitt pulled her into his arms and she snuggled up tighter than a bedbug. Rick spooned up close behind her and they lay there panting, their hearts racing.
“Holy hell,” Rick said hoarsely. “My fantasies didn’t even come close to the reality.”
Chapter 3
 
J
essie lay between Rick and Truitt, her mind scrambling to get a grip on what had just happened. They hadn’t lied. They’d fucked her. Hard. And it had been glorious.
There was nothing nice and sweet about their possession. They’d taken her, they’d owned her. And they’d given her the single most mind-blowing orgasm of her life.
She shivered at the memory, and her clit still pulsed, sensitive to even the slightest movement.
Rick kissed her shoulder and then slid his hand down the length of her body, until it rested possessively on her hip.
“You okay?” he murmured.
She snuggled a little deeper into Truitt’s neck. “Mmm hmm.”
Truitt chuckled. “You’re quite a snuggle bug and if you burrow any closer to me you’re going to find yourself on your back again with me inside you.”
“I believe that pleasure is mine this time,” Rick growled.
She laughed. She was lying between two men who were fighting over her like she was queen of the universe. They certainly knew how to stroke a girl’s ego.
“What are you laughing at?” Rick demanded.
“You two arguing over who gets to fuck me where,” she said, her voice muffled by Truitt’s neck. “I like it.”
“Before the night’s over, we’re going to fuck you in every conceivable way,” Truitt vowed. “So there’s no argument. Maybe just impatience.”
Then he pulled her head back so he could kiss her and his voice gentled. “Did we hurt you? Were we too rough?”
She smiled. “No. It was perfect. Really, really perfect.”
“If you thought that was perfect, you’re awfully easy to please,” Rick grumbled. “It was too fast and we didn’t spend enough time making it good for you.”
“Well, as you said, we have all night,” she said mischievously. “Though, I have to say, I have no complaints so far. If you guys make it any better I may not survive.”
Truitt caressed the curve of her behind and massaged one plump cheek. “Have you ever had anal sex?”
She was sure her cheeks went pink again. Both sets of cheeks. She shook her head, too mortified to squeak out a no.
“Would you want to try it?”
Rick nibbled at her shoulder and his hand went to her ass too, squeezing and massaging as if to tell her his opinion of the whole idea.
“Maybe. I’ve heard it’s . . . painful.”
“Well, if you get with an uncaring dickhead who just wants to shove it in, yeah, it’ll hurt. But we’ll take it nice and slow. We’ll make it good for you, baby. We’ll make it damn good. You can take one of us in your ass and the other in your pussy.”
“I thought the only people who did that were porn stars,” she mumbled.
“How would you know this?” Rick asked in mock surprise.
“A girl can watch porn too,” she defended. “We like sex, same as guys do.”
“I can’t speak for porn stars, but it’s pretty damn hot,” Truitt said. “There’s nothing like the sensation of taking a woman at the same time, having her between you, small and delicate, while you fuck her from both ends.”
She shivered at the crudeness and the vividness with which he described the act. It was suddenly something she wanted to experience very much. And if this was going to be her sole night of debauchery, then the more debauched she was, the better. When the hell else was she ever going to get an opportunity like this? It wasn’t like she had guys lining up to ask her to have threesomes with them.
“The idea is to get you so horny, so unbelievably aroused, that you’ll agree to anything,” Rick teased.
“Already there,” she muttered.
“There’s no hurry,” Truitt said in an easy voice. “We don’t have to do it all tonight. There’s always tomorrow night. Or the next. But if you want to give it a try tonight, we’ll certainly accommodate you.”
She didn’t know quite what to say to that. It sounded like they wanted more than a fling, more than some one-night stand, but how did that work with more than two people involved. Were they wanting a regular fuck buddy?
While she wasn’t opposed to sex for the sake of sex, it had never been something she indulged in. Not that she was a prude, she simply hadn’t had the opportunity. Neither had she had sex with a guy she wanted to commit to doing the act with often.
“Tell me about your knee,” Rick said against her shoulder. “You said you had a car accident. It must not have been very long ago if it still bothers you.”
“It was two years ago,” she said in a quiet voice.
Truitt frowned. “Two years? And your knee still hurts you?”
“It was ... a bad accident. It took me a long time to recover. I’ve had six surgeries on my leg and knee. They had to completely reconstruct parts of the bone.”
“Why in the hell are you working as a waitress? That can’t be good for your leg,” Rick said.
“I was in school when the accident happened. I had to quit. I started back but it’s hard to find a job that works around my class schedule. I have bills to pay so I can’t be too picky about the work, you know?”
Neither man looked happy with her response but they let it go. The last thing she wanted was to get into the fact that she no longer had a job.
There had to be a way of convincing Merriam that she hadn’t stolen money. Suddenly the idea of not seeing Rick and Truitt on a regular basis depressed the hell out of her. They always managed to brighten her day no matter how shitty it had been to that point.
She wasn’t a quitter. If she was, she’d have given up a long time ago when the odds were against her walking again. It might not be the best job in the world, but it was hers and she was damn good at it, and she wasn’t about to let her asshole boss pin the blame on her for missing money.
“Hey, what’s the fierce expression for?” Truitt asked.
She relaxed and smiled. “Oh, nothing. Just wondering when act two begins. I may be new to the whole being in bed with two gorgeous male specimens thing, but I’ve decided that Waste Not, Want Not is a very good motto.”
Rick chuckled and nipped at her neck, sending shivers racing down her spine. Truitt lowered his head and pulled at one nipple with his mouth and then sucked strongly until she moaned low in her throat.
“You are absolutely delicious,” Truitt said as he pushed her over so that both breasts were available to him.
Rick scooted back on the bed to give Jessie more room and she reached for him, wanting to touch him. She hadn’t been able to touch either man yet. Things had happened so quickly.
She slid her fingers through Rick ’s hair as Truitt teased and tormented her nipples.
“I love your hair,” she said.
Rick seemed uncomfortable with the praise but his eyes glowed as he turned to look at her. He caught her hand as she trailed her fingers through the silky ends and kissed her palm.
“And I love yours,” Truitt said even as he delved a hand into her thick curls. “I’ve been dying to run my hands through it ever since I first saw you.”
Rick laughed. “Face it, man, you’ve been dying to touch her since we saw her.”
Truitt shrugged. “Yeah, that too.”
“I don’t get it,” she said, marveling at their words.
“What don’t you get?” Rick asked.
“Why me? I mean you both act like I’m something special. I feel like a goddess the way you two look at me and talk about me.”
“That’s how you’re supposed to feel,” Truitt said as he drew away, his eyes gleaming. “As for why you? Honey, you’re just it with a capital
I
. No other way to explain it. I saw you and it was kind of like taking a bullet.”
She frowned. “I’m not sure that’s the way I want to be immortalized. Have you ever been shot?”
“He hasn’t. I have,” Rick said dryly. “If he had, he wouldn’t be throwing around that colorful little descriptor.”
Truitt grinned. “I have a good imagination.”
Jessie pushed herself upward and got to her knees so she could stare down at the two men in bed with her. It was a feast of male flesh and she couldn’t control her itchy fingers. She placed her palms on their chests and let them wander over the muscled dips and ridges and downward to their taut bellies.
She absently traced the outline of Truitt’s tattoo while her hand stilled on Rick’s pelvis just above the dark patch of hair surrounding his cock.
“I love your tats,” she murmured. “I used to stare at you and wonder how far up your body they went.” She turned and took her hand from Rick’s abdomen and picked up his hand. “Why do you have
Courage, Honor
, and
Heart
tattooed on your wrist? Does it have a special meaning?”
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