Acres, Natalie - Propositioned by Outlaws [Outlaws 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Natalie Acres Page B

twitching something awful. “If you ever have trouble remembering my name, just think of me as an experience, a true work of art.”
    Oh boy, now she would really enjoy this. “Well, Art, I have a suggestion for you. If you’ll take a bath or splash yourself off a good bit, then maybe a woman could stand you long enough to poke you. Then again, you’ll have to take your time and get all your parts real good and clean.” She deliberately looked down, studying the arch in Art’s loose-fitting breeches. “Good heavens, I bet you do charge a woman a right smart amount. If a lady is right interested in looking at that thing or touching it, you could probably catch a pretty price.”
    “Do what?” Art asked.
    Lane cleared his throat.
    She gulped. “I didn’t mean to say that. I was thinking about something a little earlier.”
    Art shifted his shoulders and grinned. “Thinking about me charging for my services, were you?”
    “Yes,” she replied. “I mean no. Never mind.”
    After seeing the way Art filled his breeches with one hell of a sizeable bulge, she took a tour of his hard body and calloused hands. She quickly revisited the stout member pressing through his pants. Her mouth dried as she noted the size, the way the full imprint of his penis was outlined in the front.
    How did a woman invite a couple of men into her bed when she’d never been intimate with even the first one? How could she pretend to know what to do, how to act, when she wasn’t sure of what to expect?
    She strolled over to Lane and stopped in front of him. “Goes the same for you, too, I reckon.”
    Lane’s left eye twitched. “You act like you don’t have the first problem with extending invitations, but planning for a night sandwiched between two fellas is completely different than finding yourself between them. Here’s a suggestion, Victoria . You study on the act itself. Don’t just think about lying down between two men but you focus on doing the deed with both of them. After a thought on the matter, you may change your mind about all this. I would if I were the gal wearing the skirt.”
    “Why?”
    “Well it ain’t as easy as it all seems,” Lane said. “Positioning is only part of the problem. A woman has to be in shape to handle two men.”
    She knew the skirts made her look like a cow! This wasn’t about whether or not she could handle a couple of fellows. This was about whether or not she was physically able to accommodate them!
    “How would you know anything about what a woman can or can’t do with her body?” She should’ve stripped again.
    Maybe they didn’t take a good look at her. If they gaped a little longer, they’d see she had muscle tone and a good enough figure for loving on a man or two. They weren’t going to wear her out if that’s what they thought.
    She should’ve brought it to Lane’s attention that she was clearly younger than him. Maybe then his issues about who could handle who would quickly be cleared up along with any other concerns he needed to put to rest.
    “Well? Are you gonna stare at me or answer me? How do you know about these things?”
    Lane glanced at Art, and Art said, “We know.”
    “How?” she persisted.
    “We’ve shared a woman a few times before,” Lane said.
    “Thought you weren’t with another woman after your wife died,” Victoria reminded him.
    “That’s a fact.”
    She snickered nervously. “Then what are you trying to say? You shared your wife with Art?”
    “That’s a fact, too,” Lane said, his gaze narrowing. His dark eyes pierced through hers, and she wasn’t about to look away first. He made her feel like he was reading her about as well as the great Doc Holiday was rumored to have read the best of poker players.
    “You shared your wife with him?”
    “On occasion, I allowed my wife to service him. I ain’t proud of that, Victoria , and we’ll never speak of it again because it’s a private matter. No, I didn’t go to bed with them, but I