Ryan nodded. “I’ll have Jason hand them out tomorrow morning up and down Main Street. I’d really like to help you get this guy.”
“We’ll take whatever help we can get.” Logan nodded toward the poker table. “Looks like Chase is ready for another hand. You guys are cleaning me out tonight. I haven’t won a hand all evening.”
“Maybe it will be a case of unlucky in cards, lucky in crime investigation.” Zach smirked.
“I’d take that deal.” Logan snagged a brownie from a tray. “It’s time we put Jean-Luc behind bars. He’s starting to really get on my nerves.”
The men laughed and drifted back to the poker table. Logan was doubly determined to find this criminal and put him behind bars. He couldn’t wait to talk to Pierce and the other men tomorrow. There had to be something there. Something that could bring this whole case together.
* * * *
Sadie found Meyer in the home office when she got home from dinner with the girls. He had just put a manila folder on her desk. She slid her arms around him with a smile, his body warm and solid. She’d grown addicted to being close to her men.
“Something for me to work on tomorrow?”
Meyer shook his head and stole a quick, but hot kiss. “No, that folder is for you. It’s your parents’ address and contact information. You can do what you like with it. Look at it. Toss it in the trash. Maybe just file it away for the future. But now you have it if you want it.”
She’d given Meyer her parents’ names after they’d talked so he could find out where they were living now. She wasn’t sure she wanted to talk to them at all, but at least now she had a choice. A choice she didn’t have to make tonight.
She stared down at it for a long time, then opened her desk drawer, and slid the folder inside.
“Thank you. I’ll think about it another time. I’m honestly not sure what I want to do with the information. I’m not sure it would serve any purpose to talk to them.”
“It’s there if you want it. No pressure. I won’t say another word about it.”
Logan stuck his head around the door. “Are we working or are we heading to bed?”
“Bed,” Meyer and Sadie answered at the same time.
“Jinx.” Sadie giggled. “You owe me a Coke.”
Meyer pressed against her and she could feel his hard cock on her belly. “I’ve got something better than a Coke for you, beautiful. Interested?”
Her hand trailed down his chest and rubbed the front of his zipper. “Oooo, what do we have here? Something hard for me?” She turned to Logan. “Do you have one, too?”
Logan laughed. “I do, but you’ll have to come upstairs to get it.” Logan immediately disappeared and she heard his footsteps down the hall. Meyer threw back his head and laughed.
“He’s got something up his sleeve. We better get in there.” Meyer pressed his shoulder into her middle and hoisted her up in a fireman’s carry. She squealed as he carried her down the hall, smacking her bottom with his hand several times. She wriggled as the heat from her bottom went straight to her cunt and clit. She was already soaking wet by the time Meyer tossed her on the bed.
“Strip, beautiful.” Meyer was already tugging off his shirt and pants, kicking them into a pile. Logan had managed to sprint to the bedroom, divest himself of all his clothes, and was currently lounging back on the bed with a grin.
She popped the button on her blue jeans and pushed them down her legs, tossing them on top of Meyer’s clothes. Her sweater, bra, and panties quickly followed. She was as anxious as they were tonight. They’d had to curtail some of their activities while Brenda and Carl stayed upstairs. The three of them made could make quite a bit of noise when they got going. There had been a lot of shower sex with the water turned on full blast and the radio turned up loudly to drown out the moans and screams.
She rolled over on her belly and pressed light kisses on Logan’s chest and abdomen. Her tongue traced the ridges of his stomach and she moved further down, a specific destination in mind. Logan’s hand snaked out and caught her just as she was about to lick his hard cock from root to tip.
“Uh-uh, babe. I have another game in mind for tonight.”
Meyer was nibbling on Sadie’s hip and thigh. “I knew you had something diabolical planned. What is it?”
Logan trailed his fingers through her hair, mussing her curls. “I was thinking a double ride might be fun. All three of us together.”
Sadie had known this was coming. She’d had a long conversation with Becca and Sami about what this would entail. She wasn’t against being fucked by both of them at the same time. The thought aroused her, in fact. But she would be lying if she said she wasn’t a little scared it would hurt. Both Logan and Meyer were well-endowed men. She might not have a college education but even she could see that you couldn’t fit a big, round peg in a much smaller hole.
Meyer’s expression was anxious. “Babe, you don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
He’d mistaken her silence as negative. She shook her head and placed her hand on his. “I do want to. I’m just nervous, that’s all. Does it, you know, hurt?”
Meyer grinned. “Logan will be very gentle with you. I think once you get used to it, you’ll love it. If you don’t, we won’t do it again.”
Logan nodded. “Meyer’s right. If you don’t like it, we won’t do it. We have each other if that’s something we crave.”
She didn’t like the idea that there might be something they needed that she couldn’t give them. “I want to try. I really do.”
Logan waggled his eyebrows. “Then first we need to get your hotter than you’ve ever been in your life. I want you begging for cock and an orgasm when the time comes. Are you game?”
She liked Logan’s ambitious plans. Being that hot sounded like a good thing, and she wanted to experience it. Meyer eased her onto her back so she was sandwiched between the two men. Their lips and tongues started at her neck and worked their way down, licking, kissing, and biting. They stopped at her breasts, each one of them sucking a nipple into their mouths. An arrow of pleasure shot straight to her clit and she had to press her legs together to ease the ache in her pussy. She was quivering under their skillful touch. She could barely breathe she needed them so badly.
Their fiendish mouths tortured her and she was writhing on the bed when they finally give her some respite. They moved from her nipples and headed down her belly to her hip bones. Meyer pressed her thighs apart and ran a finger through her folds.
“She’s very wet for us, but not quite wet enough.” He kissed the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh and she moaned at the contact so close to her cunt. “Does our baby want some tongue on her pussy, or maybe a spanking?”
“Yes,” she answered, her voice a mere whisper. “Both. I want both.”
Logan chuckled. “Greedy, isn’t she? Luckily, Sadie can have anything she wants. Roll her over.”
She wasn’t sure what Logan meant but she didn’t have time to ponder it long. Meyer and Logan rolled her over on her stomach with Meyer’s face underneath her pussy, and her ass in the air. His strong hands were on her thighs, keeping her from suffocating him, and his tongue went to work on her cunt and clit, making her want to scream with the pleasure.
Logan’s hand came down on her ass cheeks over and over sending streaks of heat to her pussy and then to the rest of her shaking body. She clutched the sheets in her fists, trying to go over, but Meyer was too experienced. He stimulated her with his tongue just enough to keep her on the edge, but not enough for an orgasm.
The twin sensations of Meyer’s mouth and Logan’s hand were too much. She cried out her need, not caring if she had to beg. She needed to end this pleasurable agony. She needed her men to fuck her. Hard. They could use her as they pleased as long as they let her come.
Logan patted her bottom and chuckled. “She’s ready to be ridden.”
Sadie gulped in large breaths as she struggled for control. Her arousal had receded somewhat as Mey
er repositioned himself on the bed, lying on his back. He beckoned to her and Logan helped her straddle him. If he hadn’t, she might have collapsed in a heap. Her limbs had been turned to jelly, no longer obeying her brain’s commands.
Logan came up behind her, nuzzling her neck while his arm reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the two condom packets on top. He must have put them there when he first came into the room. The condoms were normally kept in a drawer. Meyer slid his hands up her torso and started to play with her breasts, tweaking the nipples, and giving her a small bite of pain. She wriggled on his thighs and he swatted her bottom.
“Stay still. Logan and I are already in pain we want you so badly. We need to hold back so this is good for you.”
She heard the ripping of foil and the snap of elastic. At some point, Logan must have grabbed a bottle of lube because the cold liquid was trickling down her crack. She shivered but didn’t have time to complain before a thick digit was pressed deeply into her ass. She braced her palms on Meyer’s chest and tried to relax. It wasn’t an unpleasant sensation, simply an unfamiliar one. More lube and then another finger and she moaned softly at the feeling of fullness.
“You okay, babe?” Logan’s voice was soft in her ear. She nodded and let herself drift forward so her head was pillowed on Meyer’s chest. Logan now had unfettered access to her private parts.
A third finger was added and now his fingers were rubbing against dark, naughty nerves she’d heard and read about, but hadn’t been completely convinced really existed. He scissored his fingers and she groaned as he stretched the tight ring of muscles. The burn had come and gone quickly and there was nothing left but a lot of pleasure and a little embarrassment.
Meyer stroked her back. “Do you like it? Does it feel good?”
Sadie hid her face in his neck. “Yes, it feels really good.”
Meyer cupped her jaw and pulled her up so he could look in her eyes. “Are you sure? If it hurts, we’ll stop.”
Logan’s fingers had stilled and she had to bite her lip to keep from begging him not to stop. She forced herself to look into Meyer’s eyes and answer his question. She could trust these men and she didn’t want them to think they’d done anything wrong.
“I’m sure. It’s just—”
“Just?” Meyer prompted.
“It’s kind of weird that Logan has his fingers in my butt, okay?” Sadie could feel the heat in her cheeks. “You don’t think that’s strange?”
Meyer and Logan laughed. “It would be in any other context but this, I guess,” Logan answered. “Just relax, babe. I’m going to mount up.”
Logan’s fingers disappeared and her bottom felt instantly empty, but his cock took their place, pressing insistently against her back hole for entrance.
“Breathe, beautiful,” Meyer counseled. “Slow, deep breaths. Logan’s going to take his time. If anything hurts, just say stop and we will.”
Nothing hurt in the least. There was pressure but there was also pleasure as each thrust sent him deeper inside her. She could feel every inch of his cock and it sent tingles to her toes. She wiggled her bottom as she grew impatient. She wanted him inside of her now. She got a smack on the ass for her trouble.
“Patience. If I shove myself in, you might tear. You don’t want that.”
It felt like forever but each thrust sent him closer to the hilt until finally he was there, embedded inside her ass as far as he could go. The room spun and she sucked in a breath. She hadn’t expected to enjoy it, but already she knew she was going to want to do this again and again.
Her senses were heightened and she could smell his clean scent, feel the brush of his heated skin, and hear his own ragged breathing. He was as affected as she was. As full as she felt, he had to be feeling like he was inside of a vise.
Meyer gripped her hips and Logan lifted her and himself slightly. At some point, Meyer had rolled on a condom and she felt the head of his cock nudge her entrance. She began to lower herself down, but Logan wrapped his arm around her waist firmly, holding her where she was.
“Easy. We need to do this slowly.” Logan’s breath rasped in her ear.
She was shaking with need, her arousal so overwhelming she wasn’t sure she could hold back her climax. “I need it. Please.”
Meyer nodded, his eyes dark blue with passion. “You’ll get everything you need, don’t worry. We just don’t want you to slam down on me. We’ll take it inch by inch.”
Meyer entered her slowly, inexorably until she was packed full of cock. Her head fell back onto Logan’s shoulder, her eyes fluttering shut. This felt amazing. She could feel every ridge and vein in their cocks and she needed them to take her now. She stood on the precipice and she wanted to jump off, flying through the sky with her two men.
“Now.” Her voice was hoarse but they must have heard her clearly. Meyer pulled out slightly, then pushed back in, rubbing against her G-spot and drawing a tortured moan from her lips. While Meyer thrust in, Logan retreated, pulling his cock almost all the way out, before pushing back in. She caught her breath at the double sensations. This was what Sami and Becca had told her about.
It was a total domination of the senses.
She was boneless and mindless as they rode her slow at first, then faster and harder. There was nothing in the room but the sounds of skin on skin and the muffled groans and moans of ecstasy. The world tilted on its axis and she screamed their names as she came. Fire ran through her limbs and danced along her spine. She couldn’t catch her breath and she tumbled in the stratosphere barely aware of Logan and Meyer thrusting inside of her one last time.
Their cocks stretched her to the brink and she leaned down and bit into the flesh of Meyer’s shoulder as the heat from their seed branded her inside. Their bodies were a heap of tangled arms, legs, and sweat. Eventually, Logan pulled from her body and Meyer followed suit. She winced slightly and the men froze.
Meyer’s brows were pulled down. “Shit, did we hurt you?”
She shook her head. “I’m fine. No pain, just a leg cramp.” She rubbed at her tight calf muscle. Meyer brushed her fingers away and kneaded it with his strong hand while Logan disappeared into the bathroom. He came back and took over so Meyer could take care of his condom. She relaxed and sighed as the cramp receded and the knot unwound.
“That feels better, thank you.”
Logan pulled her into his arms. “We have to take care of our girl.” Meyer was behind her with a warm cloth and he cleaned her up, waiving away her protests. It was an intimate act but with these men it didn’t seem so foreign. After all, she’d just done something incredibly personal with them. There was no going back now.
“Just cuddle with Logan. I’ll be right back.”
When he came back, he had three bottles of water. She drank thirstily, plain water never tasting so good. Sex could be a dehydrator. If they were going to do this on a regular basis, they might need to lay in a supply of sports drinks. She giggled as she had a visual of her and her men crossing a finish line. Butt naked.
Logan grinned. “She’s smiling so it must have been okay. Unless, of course, she’s laughing at our technique.”
She shook her head. “It was great. I was just picturing sex as an Olympic sport.”
Logan’s eyebrows shot up. “The Olympics, huh? What kind of score would you give us?”
She pursed her lips and pretended to think about it. “The American judge would definitely give you a perfect 10.”
Meyer tapped her chin. “And the Russian judge?”
“Oh, maybe a…five?”
She squealed as Logan flipped her over his knee and smacked her bottom. “Take it back, beautiful.”
She was laughing so hard she almost fell off his lap. The men were laughing as well. “I won’t.”
She giggled as he smacked her already sore ass a few more times. “One more chance. Take it back.”
“Take it back or what?” It was hard to speak when she was giggling this hard. Her ribs were sore an
d she could already feel Logan’s hardening cock underneath her.
Meyer was plucking at her nipples, turning them into hard nubs. “Is that a challenge? We never back down from a challenge.”
Before she could answer, Logan had her on her hands and knees on the mattress.
“Challenge accepted. Toss me a condom, Meyer.”
The three of them proceeded to challenge one another until the wee hours of the morning. Sadie had never felt more complete or more in love. Maybe this was what she’d been born for, after all.
Chapter Twelve
Sadie glanced at the time displayed on her cell phone. A few minutes early. She shoved her phone back in her purse and headed into the bank. Sadie was having lunch with Sami and Lacey today. Lacey would be done with her morning shift at the bank in about ten minutes, and then she and Sadie would meet Sami at the diner.
Sadie tried to catch Lacey’s eye without jumping up and down. Lacey finally looked up, smiling and nodding. Leaning against the table with the deposit and withdrawal slips, Sadie let her mind wander back to last night. She and her men had achieved a milestone in their relationship. They were in love and they were happy. She was filled to the brim with their love and had more than enough to give back. Thank goodness she’d moved to Plenty.
The static of a walkie-talkie made her whirl around, remembering what had happened last week with the fake cable man. This time she was looking at the back of two men in uniforms, but not the cable company uniform. A glance out the large front window showed a white-panel van with the words “Plenty Fire Inspection” on the side.
The height and build for one of the men was about the same as her cable man. Even the hair looked similar. She forgot why she was in the bank and strained to hear his conversation with another man in a suit.
“We need to run but we’ll be back to finish our inspection in a day or two,” the fire inspector said.
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