She raised an eyebrow. “You’re such a romantic.”
“You want romance? I’ll write you a song. Later. Get naked. Now.”
She laughed and quickly stripped off her clothes, tossing them on the ever-growing pile on the dresser. She pressed her bare body to his loving the heat from his skin and the clean, masculine scent that teased her nostrils. She buried her face in his chest, the silky hair tickling her nose.
“You smell good.”
He chuckled and tipped her chin up so she was looking into his eyes. “You smell good, too. Is it soap or perfume?”
“Soap. I don’t have any perfume.”
Her shitty minimum-wage, crap jobs didn’t allow any luxuries. She’d used whatever soap and shampoo were on sale.
He pulled back. “You don’t have any? I thought all women liked stuff like that.”
“I like things like eating and having electricity. Hot water’s pretty glamorous.” Sadie tried to joke her way out of this line of questioning.
Logan’s expression softened. “It was that bad, wasn’t it? Damn, I wish we could have helped you sooner.”
“I thought I was helping you.” Sadie shoved at his shoulder. “That’s what you told me.”
“You are helping us. More than you know.”
His arms slid around her body and he lifted her up and carried her to the bed, pulling the covers back with one arm, before laying her on the cool sheets. She closed her eyes as his hands and lips roamed over her body, caressing here and kissing there. He nipped at her hip bone and drew a giggle from her as he tickled her thigh with his tongue. His long hair had fallen out of the ponytail and was brushing her skin sending tingles throughout her body.
Her senses were heightened and overwhelming. It was as if everything were magnified a thousand times—the citrus scent of his body, the heat from his skin, his silky tongue tracing patterns on her quivering flesh. Her lids drifted closed. She needed to shut out the rest of the world and focus on the pleasure these men could bring to her. She’d never thought of herself as a hedonist but at this moment the appeal was clear. She could happily stay in bed with Logan and Meyer for the next several years.
Logan pushed her thighs apart and pressed a finger into her pussy. The feeling was almost electric. She arched her back and cried out, clutching the blankets between her fingers.
“Like that, babe? You’re so responsive. I love that.”
She licked her lips to answer but before she could force out actual words, he’d taken her breath away. His lips and tongue were devouring her cunt. His shoulders pushed her legs further apart and his strong hands held her down gently, but firmly. He didn’t give her any mercy. She was shaking and groaning, her breath coming in pants as he licked leisurely at her swollen clit.
“Please, I need—”
Logan’s mouth closed over her clit and she exploded. Wave after wave spiraled inside her until she was spent, her body limp and wrung out. She let her eyes drift open and smiled at the cocksure expression her man was wearing. He had destroyed her and he knew it. These men were carrying out a campaign to ruin her for anyone else, and doing a damn good job of it.
“Proud of yourself?” she asked.
He nodded, his grin growing wide. “Yes, ma’am. Mission accomplished.”
Sadie giggled. “Is your mission over?”
“Fuck, no. Next mission is to get you to scream when I’m inside you. Are you game?”
She loved Logan’s playful side. The only question was whether he would want to play her game.
“I am.” She reached out and ran the sole of her foot up and down his calf. “I’ve been reading, and I have an idea.”
“Talk to me, beautiful. I love a woman’s brain.” Logan did, indeed, look delighted.
“I’ve been reading and there were a few things I thought we might try.” This was proving more difficult than she imagined. “When you make love to me, you both seem so careful, almost tentative. I think you should just go for it.”
Logan levered up on his elbow. “We’re being too gentle? We were just trying not to hurt you. You’re not as sturdy as we are.”
“Are you rough with each other?”
Logan’s cheeks went red. “You could say that. We’re guys.”
“I think I’d like it a little rough with you. Not all the time, but sometimes. I think it would be exciting.”
“Is tonight one of those times?” Logan ran his hand down her hip and thigh sending a sweep of heat straight to her pussy.
She nodded. “I read this one book where the guy fucked her from behind. Can we do that?”
Logan’s face lit up. “Babe, that’s one of my favorites. On your hands and knees. I’ll get a condom.”
Sadie rolled over and pushed up so she was on all fours. She looked back and Logan was rolling on protection.
“Will you spank me and pull my hair, too? He did that in the book.” She held her breath. Logan’s jaw went slack and his eyes widened. Uh-oh. She’d shocked him. Would he think she was a freak or a slut?
“You don’t have to.” She shook her head. “It was just an idea. A crazy one. Forget it, okay?”
Logan threw back his head and laughed. “Oh no, you’re not getting out of it now. I’d love to spank your cute little bottom and fuck you hard from behind. You asked for it, you’re getting it. All I’ve got to give, babe. Brace yourself.”
She never had a chance. Logan thrust into her from behind, hard and fast. She hissed in pleasure as his cock ran over her sweet spot and her cunt walls stretched to accommodate his generous size. His fingers tangled in her hair pulling her head back so she was looking over her shoulder.
“Watch me fuck you. I want you to know whose cock is inside you.”
As if she could forget. His started up a pounding rhythm and pace. She had to brace her hands on the bed so she wouldn’t be pushed forward from the momentum.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she chanted. This was what she had fantasized about. She needed him to use her hard. Already she was teetering on the edge of another orgasm, her arousal almost painful in its intensity.
His hand came down smartly on her ass cheek and she jumped in surprise. It came down again and again, the heat on her bottom shooting directly to her clit. She was panting now, her need to come acute. She wanted to beg to come but her brain couldn’t form words or sentences. She was too caught up in the amazing sensations. The pleasure kept ratcheting up until she exploded.
She screamed his name, the room tilting and whirling like a carousel out of control. Logan slammed into her one more time, freezing, his expression tortured. His eyes were closed and the veins on his neck in stark relief. If this was pleasure, it was as painful as her own.
Eventually they both came back down, their bodies slumped into a heap on the bed. Her heartbeat slowed and her breathing became less labored. She pressed her palm to Logan’s chest and could feel his heart pounding under her fingers. It was a humbling moment to know he was as affected as she. He pulled away from her and headed into the bathroom. Instantly cold without his warmth, she cuddled into the blankets.
By the time he came back, she was a mound on the bed. He tugged at a corner of the comforter. “Any room in there for me? I’m cold, too.”
She shook her head. “Get your own blanket. Mine.”
Logan just laughed and scooped her up, blankets and all from the bed, before settling them both down on the bed. “Sharing is good. I’ll keep you warm.”
He certainly did. His body was strong and comforting and she curled up in his arms, letting sleep overtake her, feeling at peace. At least for tonight.
She wouldn’t think about how she was falling for these men right now. These were dangerous feelings. If she’d fallen in love, it was a whole new ballgame.
* * * *
Meyer was dog tired but elated. He’d been up all night but the results were worth it. Doing this job sometimes meant missed meals and lack of sleep. He wouldn’t trade it for the world. The sense of accom
plishment he felt when he pulled off something that was hard, or even impossible, to do was amazing.
Two people who hadn’t missed their sleep were lying in the middle of the bed. Logan was lying on his back, softly snoring, while Sadie was draped over his chest, her face serene. Meyer could slip into bed on her other side and fall asleep without stirring them or he could wake them up for a party.
Despite his aching shoulders and numb hands, he was in the mood to celebrate. Tonight’s work had been a game changer. He quickly shed his clothes and slid between the sheets, pressing his front to Sadie’s back. He was exhausted but his cock hadn’t received that memo. It was hard and ready, and he ran it back and forth over her smooth buttocks.
Sadie’s eyelids fluttered open and she looked confused for a moment. Then a smile bloomed on her face. “Morning. Did you just come to bed?”
Meyer kissed her shoulders and neck. “I did. We’re celebrating.”
Logan groaned, his eyes still shut. “Fuck, it’s early. We better be celebrating something good.”
Meyer chuckled. It was something good. Very good. “I injected code into Jean-Luc’s servers. I was able to confirm it was really him, not some spoof. Authorities are probably surrounding that location now. Doesn’t mean we have the man, but it does mean we have his servers.”
Logan’s eyes snapped open and he levered up quickly dislodging Sadie from his chest. She was smiling so widely it didn’t appear to bother her. She was bouncing on the bed clearly delighted and wide-awake.
“Really? Truly?” she asked. “I thought he had a system so sophisticated you couldn’t pinpoint him?”
Meyer grinned. “I don’t think I can answer that and still sound humble.”
Sadie launched herself at him with a whoop of joy. “You’re a fucking genius.” She kissed him hard and he wrapped his arms around her, letting the kiss deepen. By the time he raised his head, his cock was throbbing and ready for action.
Down, boy. Foreplay.
Logan’s face was close and Meyer didn’t hesitate. He kissed the man he loved for all he was worth. It amazed Meyer he could still feel this hot and horny after all these years with Logan, but there it was. They pawed each other like randy teenagers most of the time.
Logan grinned. “I agree with Sadie. You are a genius. Fuck, you really did it this time. We got him.”
Meyer nodded. “They’re going to get him this time. I can feel it. I’m exhausted but there’s no fucking way I could sleep after this. I’m too excited.”
Logan laughed. “This calls for a celebration. I’ll get the champagne.” He slid off the bed, and Meyer grabbed his hand.
“We can drink champagne later.”
Logan flicked a glance at Sadie. “Have fun with our girl while I make breakfast. I got to have her all to myself last night while you worked. It wasn’t fair. I’ll bring breakfast upstairs and we can all play then.”
Logan was a stickler when it came to being fair, almost to the point where it pissed Meyer off. If they were going to spend the rest of their lives with Sadie, and after the last few heavenly weeks, Meyer hoped that was the case, what was an hour here or there? It would all even out eventually. Keeping score didn’t make sense.
He knew better than to argue, especially when Logan hadn’t had his coffee yet. Meyer nodded in agreement and watched his lover’s tight bare ass retreat down the hall. He pressed Sadie back to the mattress with a leer. “Did you hear Logan? You’re all mine this morning. Let’s work up an appetite for breakfast. I love breakfast, especially when someone else cooks it.”
Sadie giggled. “Someone else always cooks it.”
Meyer shrugged. “Logan likes to cook so I let him. I could make eggs if I needed to.”
She ran a hand down his chest and encircled his cock. Heat suffused his body and his balls started to tighten. Damn, he wanted to fuck.
“I can’t even think straight, let alone about breakfast, when you’ve got my dick in your hands. Baby, I want you so bad. I need to fuck you now.”
His voice was ragged and rough but Sadie smiled instead of retreating to the other side of the bed. “I let Logan fuck me from behind. He pulled my hair and spanked me, too.”
Meyer’s cock jumped in her hand. “Holy shit. Did you like it?” Sadie looked like an innocent angel with her golden-brown eyes and pale blonde hair. To hear she’d been fucked like a porn star was surprising.
But then this little miss had been surprising them since the day they met her with her quiet spirit and resilience.
She nodded vigorously. “It was hot. You can do it, too, if you want.” She glanced over her shoulder at her bare bottom. “He didn’t even leave a mark and I’m not sore at all. I’m good to go.”
Meyer had to shake his head to make sure he wasn’t hearing things. “You want me to spank you? Right now?”
“Will you?” Sadie tilted her head in question. “The thought excites me so much. I’m already getting wet.”
Meyer slid his hand between her silky thighs and found the evidence of her arousal for himself. She was already wet, her cream covering his fingers. He pulled them out and held them up, shiny from her arousal.
“You certainly are a wet, naughty girl. It looks like you need a spanking badly. Over my knees, Sadie.”
He didn’t need to say it twice. She draped herself without complaint over his knees, her ass up in the air, her pretty pink pussy peeking from between her legs. He raised his right arm and brought his hand down on her creamy white bottom, enjoying the sound of hand against flesh and the red handprint left behind.
Beautiful.
He’d always wanted to spank Logan but he was too much of an alpha to ever allow that to happen. If Meyer had ever tried it, he’d be in a body cast drinking his meals from a straw, and he didn’t want to spank Logan that badly. Sadie, on the other hand, appeared to be reveling in this. She wriggled on his thighs, rubbing against his cock and making him groan. He smacked her bottom again.
“Do you want me to stop, babe?” He rubbed the warm cheeks where two matching handprints glowed red.
“No, please don’t stop.” Sadie’s hands were braced on the floor, her hair covering her face, but he could clearly hear her. “I want my ass to be sore when you fuck me.”
Meyer chuckled. Sadie was turning out to be a handful and damn if he didn’t love it. Her sensuous nature ran bone deep. She was a seductress at heart and he and Logan intended to enjoy every minute of it.
“You’ve got a touch of masochist in you, beautiful. I like it.” Meyer wasn’t much of a sadist but he wanted to give her what she needed. And if she needed a sore ass, fine. He peppered her bottom with a dozen or so smacks until her bottom was a bright red and she was wriggling all over. Her thighs were shiny with her honey and he slid his hand in between her legs and found her swollen clit. A few circles around it with his fingers and she exploded. Her body shook and he had to hold her tightly while the orgasm took control. When it was over, he lifted onto his lap, brushing her curls back from his face.
“Ride me, beautiful.”
* * * *
Sadie scrambled into position, straddling Meyer’s thighs with her own. He reached his arm out and yanked the drawer of the nightstand open with a grimace.
“Condom. One minute, babe.” He tore at the foil with his teeth.
“Do you use condoms with Logan?” she asked. They’d been together a long time.
Meyer rolled on the condom and shook his head. “No. We’ve both been tested and all that jazz. The times we’ve been with a woman we’ve used condoms.”
She didn’t like hearing about other women. She was starting to think of them as her men and hers alone.
“But you have a supply of condoms all over this house?”
Meyer grinned. “Yes, we do. One look at you, babe, and we knew we better buy stock in the condom company. At least until we’ve all been monogamous with each other for six months. Then we can get rid of these things.”
Her fingers tighten
ed on his shoulders and she hovered over his hard cock, one last thing niggling at the back of her mind.
“But I’m not on the pill. We’ll have to keep using them, unless I go on some sort of birth control.”
His warm hand ran down the bare skin of her back. “Why don’t we worry about that when the time comes? A lot can happen in six months. The pill may not be something we want to do.”
That didn’t really answer her damn question. Were they thinking about a forever thing with her? Family, kids, and a dog? Or was he saying they might not be together in six months? Shit, she didn’t know and a few weeks ago it hadn’t mattered. She’s said she didn’t want a relationship, but she certainly had one whether she liked it or not.
And she did like it. She liked everything about it. She’d found enough inside of her to give to these men and they gave freely in return. Maybe, just maybe, she could make this work with them.
His strong hands gripped her hips and lowered her onto his cock, inch by slow inch. She felt incredibly full and the sensations took her breath away. She was able to look into his eyes, see his expression, while he fucked her. They started slow at first. She eased up and then slowly let gravity take over until he was into the hilt. Over and over, faster and faster, until she thought she would scream with the pleasure. This was going to be her new favorite position.
Every time she came down on his cock, he rubbed against her sore ass cheeks sending arrows of arousal straight to her clit. The spanking had felt wonderful and she couldn’t wait for the next one.
Meyer buried his face in her neck and bit at her flesh sending a rush of heat through her body.
“Now, beautiful.” He pressed his fingers on her clit and she went flying into the stars. She rode the waves as Meyer fingers tightened on her hips. He froze, his teeth gritted, his eyes closed. His cock swelled inside of her, his hot cum filling the condom. Eventually they slumped together, her head on his chest, while he lay back on the pillows. His hand stroked her back and she let herself relax in the silence.
“I see you’re ready for breakfast.” Logan’s booming voice broke the afterglow. Sadie looked over her shoulder, and Logan had a grin a country mile wide.
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