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Closing her eyes, she felt thick, warm fingers skitter along the inside of her jeans, brushing over the curve of her ass. Then the truck stopped.
“Here we are.” Troy ’s voice distracted her, bringing her back to reality. She was going through with this!
Troy slid out, taking the keys with him. He stretched.
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Bill followed next, patting the seat. “Out you come.”
A
“Oh, the two of us are very good.” Bill’s smile radiated even in the darkness.
Before them stood a large, ranch-style house with one lit lamp in the window. A wooden porch led to the front door. A
She sashayed, well aware of their heated gazes on her.
“My, what a lovely ass.” Bill patted her square on her bottom.
A
Troy pushed a key into the lock and turned the handle, opening the door with a soft click. A breeze blew past the trio, forcing a shiver from A
Troy looked back, stepped aside and waved her inside. “Ladies, first.”
She stepped inside, her shoes clicking loudly against the wood patio until she’d stepped onto the soft carpet of the living room and foyer. A light switch flipped on behind her, illuminating the place in a soft glow. Their furniture was sparse, a couch, two recliners, a coffee table she was certain one of them had made by hand. A shelf on one wall housed a number of books, some looking to be fairly old. Candles rested on the mantel above the fireplace. Two oak tables had more candles. A few plants littered the floor by the windows.
It seems that the boys took care of their place. Not an ounce of what she saw spelled bachelor pad.
Scents of hay and wheat hit her nose along with pine and oak. Everything in the house spoke of comfort in some ma
“Wow.” She stepped further inside.
“You like?” Troy set a hand on her hip, letting it slide down to cup her bottom.
“I do indeed. I figured you two were ultimate bachelors, La-Z-Boy recliners with a beer cooler and large screen TV. This is…different.”
“ Troy and I like to read a lot in our spare time when we’re not working on advertising or the farm. We’ve spent time rebuilding this place from what it was once to what it is now.”
“By hand, I imagine.” She let the drawl in her voice sound more like a purr.
Bill walked towards a wet bar. “Drinks?”
“I’ll have a beer.” A
“Bourbon on the rocks, Troy?” Bill reached below and popped out an ice-cold beer, removed the top and handed it to A
Troy nodded.
Bill poured ice into two separate glasses and poured bourbon for both of them before turning to A
Troy took the drink and nodded. “Have a seat.” He offered A
She chose to sit in the middle of the couch, figuring for the most clichéd scenario. A moment later, Bill and Troy had sat down, each occupying a side of her.
“What brought you and the girls out last night?” Troy slid an arm around A
A shiver ran through her from the touch, the spark of desire spreading low in her belly.
“I had a bad breakup with this stupid ex and needed to be cheered up. The girls came over and brought a stack of bad porn so we could drink and make fun of guys who can’t fuck or get hard when they see hot chicks.” A
Troy ’s fingers played lightly over her skin, sending goose bumps rushing over her skin. “I see. So you three decided to go out after watching bad pornography.”
“Mm-hmm. It’s kinda our thing.” A
“That feels good.” A
He smiled and stroked her thigh. “You’ve got very nice legs.”
Even through the jeans, she felt the strength in his touch. A
“I can tell.” He gave her thigh a light squeeze.
Troy set down his drink and excused himself. He walked into the kitchen.
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“You’re not trying to make a girl too comfortable here, are you?” She set her head back against his shoulder.
Bill nuzzled her cheek with his rough five o’clock shadow scraping her cheek lightly. “Now why would I do that?” His drawl slipped out in his speech.
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A moment later, Troy returned, lighter in hand. He walked around the room, lighting various candles including the ones on the fireplace mantel.
He move gracefully from one candle to the next before setting the lighter down. The air filled with scents of jasmine and ci
He picked up his drink, brought it to his lips and took a sip before settling down on the couch beside A
She wiggled her toes and watched him slip off her sock to reveal a stocking clad foot.
Winking, he rubbed his knuckles into the ball of her foot. Rolling his knuckles down slowly, he looked up at her and smiled. “And your feet are pretty, too.”
Sighing, A
Troy ’s fingers massaged her foot, sending pleasurable waves up her thigh towards her throbbing bud.
Bill’s hands worked down her shoulders and started in on her arms. “You’re toned.” He muttered, kissing the back of her neck.
A chill went down her spine, hardening her nipples. A
He leaned back, spreading his legs open for her.
She settled herself against him, nudging his cock with her ass. She wriggled her hips. “I’d like to feel that sometime.”
Bill smiled against her skin, inhaling her scent.
Troy ’s fingers had worked between her toes, easing discomfort from her. His hand crept up her leg, long fingers massaging her calf muscle. He looked at her with a raised eyebrow. “Stockings?”
She winked. “Yup. I was hoping you two weren’t gay.”
Troy leapt up and straddled her thighs, his huge figure encroaching upon her. His mouth hung inches from hers. “You think we’re gay, darlin’?”
She snorted. “What’s it take to get a girl laid around here?”
Bill’s soft chuckle blew whispers of warm air against her neck.
Troy leaned in, pressing his lips hungrily against hers. His tongue shoved into her open mouth, swirling around the inside as though claiming her while he explored. He pressed her against Bill, his mouth slanting over hers to deepen the kiss.
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Her skin itched against her bra. Panting, she begged for his touch or Bill’s. Either would work just as long as one of them took her into his warm mouth and suckled hard.