Double Her Fantasy by Randi Alexander Page B

a complete workover that afternoon.
    She flopped on her couch and watched a helicopter fly over the city. Yesterday had felt like she was flying over her own life. Trey’s kindness in taking her to breakfast and shopping. Their soul-searching conversation. Her thighs tightened and she could almost feel his hard staff pressed against her as she lay under him on the couch.
    Standing, she grew almost lightheaded. When Garret had opened himself up to her last night, shared so many details of the ranch, she couldn’t stop herself from needing him. Her heart had filled with an emotion so strong, she thought she was losing touch with reality.
    She walked to the window. Nothing had ever felt like this. The few boyfriends she’d had she’d kept at a distance. Her first-hand knowledge of what an obsessed man could do to her life made her wary.
    But these two men. She was letting it all flow freely with them, and it felt right.
    At seven that night, she stood outside their suite. Under her stretchy black dress, she wore the red teddy. Nervous energy zinged through her and her legs shook a little in her red sandals.
    How would it happen tonight? The same as last time? Would one of them hold her up while the other ate her? Her pussy clenched in need. Would tonight be the night Trey slid his hard cock into her tight ass? Or would Garret? Would she get the chance to taste Trey’s cum? Would they take her together, fill her completely full of man cock? Her knees jimmied and she reached out to catch herself. Her hand hit the doorbell.
    In seconds, Trey was standing at the open door, his hand out to tug her in. “You can use the keycard, sweetheart. Any time.”
    She put her hand in his and let him draw her close. “I was going to but I—”
    He cut her off with a kiss. His lips molding hers, his tongue teasing the seam until she opened for him with a sigh.
    “Didn’t mean to cut you off.” He dove back in, circling her tongue with his. “Just needed to taste you.”
    She moaned as he dragged his tongue over the roof of her mouth, along her teeth, then sucked her tongue into his mouth. Tasting every corner of his mouth, she pressed her hips to his, teasing the hard length of his arousal.
    “Garret’s not here.” He dragged his body from hers. “He’s at a meeting.” Trey pressed soft kisses on her lips. “Should be here soon.”
    With a sigh, she opened her eyes and reclaimed full consciousness, packing away her desire for the moment. “Damn him.”
    Trey laughed and took her hand. “C’mon. Let me buy you a drink.”
    He pulled her toward the bar and sat her at a high stool. “What’ll it be tonight?”
    “I’d like something exotic.”
    He furrowed his brows. “I know how to open a beer, uncork a bottle of wine, and pour Scotch in a glass. Does any of that sound exotic?”
    Grinning, she slid from her stool. “You sit. I’ll be the bartender tonight.”
    “Yes, ma’am.” He took the stool she’d vacated.
    Rubbing her hands together, she looked at the selection. In the refrigerator, she found a small bottle of very fancy tonic water. “A vodka tonic?” She looked at him.
    “Beer. In a bottle, please.”
    “You never drink anything else?” He was a structured kind of guy.
    “I’ve tried some others, but I like beer.”
    She pulled one out of the fridge, used the opener to pop the top, and sat it in front of him on a coaster. “I like a man who knows what he wants.”
    His smile turned wicked. “Wait ‘till my brother gets here. You’ll be surprised what we’re gonna want from you, sweetheart.”
    Her breasts tightened as a swell of excitement raced from her chest down to her pussy. She leaned over the bar and gave him a quick kiss. Against his lips, she purred, “I can’t wait.”
    He reached for her but she was too fast.
    “We need to cool down a bit or…” She made a face.
    “You’re right.” He took a long pull on his beer, whistled for a couple seconds, then shrugged. “Nope. It’s not