other.
Her heart hurt.
The night she’d spent in the arms of the two men she loved was supposed to have given her a batch of pleasant memories. Instead, all she got was the realization that she was stupid enough to make not one, but two men she couldn’t have the loves of her life.
Oh sure…the sex had been fantastic. She was positive she’d pleased them. That doubt barely weighed on her thoughts. Both Mike and Jude had received her kisses and her caresses with enthusiasm. And whenever they’d touched her, her body burst into song. The physical chemistry was undeniable.
But to them, that had to be all it was.
Chemistry.
For her, it was love.
I’m an idiot.
Paige stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her, tucking it between her breasts. Then she stared at herself in the foggy mirror. Her short hair defied gravity, giving her a punk rock look. Jude always liked her hair that way.
She almost sobbed in heartache just thinking about him and about Mike. Trying hard to stiffen her resolve, she dried off, donned her robe, and decided to use her time at breakfast to launch her job hunt.
Jude and Mike thwarted her escape.
A solid wall of handsome blocked the way to her bedroom. Both guys were naked and aroused, and both held something in their hands. It took her a moment to pull her gaze away from their erections long enough to figure out they’d been snooping through her supply from Candyland.
“We promised to help you learn about sex toys for your article,” Jude said. He held up an egg-shaped vibrator and its remote control.
Paige squeezed her thighs tighter together as a hot flush raced through her body with the strength of a tsunami. Moisture flooded her pussy at the mere thought of what Jude could do with that sphere.
She’d already given it a test run, marveling at her first G-spot orgasm. As strong as that climax—and the two she gave herself right after—had been, simply having Jude controlling the vibrator would make her scream.
“I thought this looked interesting.” Mike held up a strap-on.
“You want me to wear that? ” she asked. The dildo on the thing was huge, and if she screwed his ass with it, she’d rip him apart.
A blush tinted his cheeks. “Yeah, I do. I want you to fuck me with it.”
“You’d like that?” How odd. A guy as forceful and self-assured as Mike surely wouldn’t want to surrender control, especially to a woman.
Would he?
“Hell, yes.”
Her mind raced with ideas of what she—and Jude—could do to Mike, and what the men could do to her with the sex toys. Paige’s womb contracted, and she almost doubled over. Never had she come so close to a climax just thinking about sex.
“You okay, Paige?” Jude asked. “I mean, if you don’t want to use this stuff—”
“God, yes,” she blurted out.
“Our room?” Mike asked.
She answered by leading the way.
Her robe hit the floor before she made it to the bed. “How exactly do you see this happening?”
Jude held up the egg vibrator. “How about we start with this? Bend over the mattress, and let me put this up your sweet cunt.” He was already smearing the thing with lube. Then he tossed the bottle to Paige. “Why don’t you strap that sucker on and lube it up? I think I’d like to have Mike blow me while you fuck his ass. And while that’s going on, I’ll see if I can torture you.”
Knowing how great that toy could make her feel, she bent over and wiggled her ass. “Sounds like a plan. Let’s get things going. I want to see what it’s like to have a dick.”
Jude ran his hands over the globes of her ass and hummed. “Maybe I’ll just fuck you like this first.”
“Nope, I want to be in charge.”
“Oh yeah?” Mike asked. “Our little Paige has some dominatrix in her. Next time we go to Candyland, we’ll have to get her a tight corset that makes her tits pop out, some fuck-me pumps, and a nice whip.”
“She’d look fantastic,” Jude said. “Maybe we’ll spring
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