Sexual Healing for Three by Gracie C. Mckeever

hospital. They need some extra hands. I’m sorry I have to cut this short, but…” He turned to Donna, genuine regret in his eyes. “You don’t mind catching a ride home with my brother, do you?’
    What was she going to say? No? And make it seem like she feared Russ? No way would she reveal that weakness. “Of course not. Duty calls, after all.” She understood all too well. And fully expected most men to understand when she got called away on an emergency with a client, though most didn’t understand and didn’t want to hear how her clients needed her support at a moment’s notice.
    When she was with a man, he expected her time to be exclusively his time, and he didn’t want to hear any arguments about it. Even the ones who had no claims on her time and were only mere fuck buddies felt the compulsion to dictate.
    What was it with men? Okay, she unconsciously deferred to the voice of Angela, not all men, but definitely some.
    “You don’t mind, do you, Russ?” Chance grasped his shoulder.
    “Not at all.”
    Donna watched him, trying to gauge his mood and see if he really did mind, but concluded that he could win the Grand Prix of Texas Hold ’Em with that poker face. It was all chiseled angles and dramatic lines, as hard and powerful as his body.
    Could God have made two more perfect men?
    That was the question, and Donna’s answer was no. No one was that perfect, despite Angela believing each of these men was perfect for Donna.
    Chance leaned in to give his brother a firm hug, pulling away several seconds later to hand Russ a business card. “Call me when you get a chance. Otherwise, I’ll be in touch.” Then he turned to her with an apologetic frown, taking both of her hands in his. “I really Sexual Healing for Three
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    hate doing this. I was looking forward to spending more time with you.”
    “I was looking forward to spending time with you t—” Donna sucked in a breath when Chance leaned forward and touched his lips to hers. His mouth was at once tender and forceful, his tongue slipping inside her mouth and taking no prisoners. He was staking a claim.
    Donna didn’t know if he was doing it for her sake or his brother’s and didn’t care. She just went with the flow, pushing her tongue out to meet his, tangling with it in an age-old dance of give-and-take until the lines blurred so much she didn’t know who was giving and who was taking, only that all cylinders of her pleasure center were being engaged as they never had been before.
    Her clit tingled as if Chance’s lips had a direct line to her growing kernel of flesh, and something hot and alive fluttered in her stomach and spread up and out until her nipples sang for mercy. Donna thought she had never been so close to climaxing from a mere kiss. If he could do this to her with his lips, she didn’t want to think what he could do to her with the rest of his body.
    When Chance pulled away, Donna opened eyes she hadn’t realized she’d closed and lowered hands she hadn’t realized she’d slid up around his strong back.
    “I’ll call you.”
    Breathless, she nodded and licked her lips.
    If he’d wanted to leave an impression, he had certainly succeeded, and not just on her. Donna caught Russ’s hungry gaze as she pulled away from Chance.
    It seemed there was something that could break his stony countenance after all.

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    Gracie C. McKeever

Chapter 6
    Watching Chance kiss Donna had done something to Russ, tapped a part of his libido he hadn’t known existed, but more, it had turned him on.
    He had wanted to be in Chance’s place. He had wanted to feel Donna’s lips against his, but at the same time, he got off watching Donna and his brother together. He imagined what it would be like to see them do more and with less on. He imagined what it would be like to have Donna sandwiched between him and his brother as they each worked to pleasure her, thrust inside her.
    It wasn’t enough that he was into Domination and submission,