Threesome Interlude by Sienna Matthews Page A

gorgeous guys were already inside the car. Their features were enough
    alike that she thought they might be brothers, both with blond hair and blue eyes, though
    the left guy had a broken nose and a dimple when he laughed. The right guy was a bit
    bigger though, his muscles probably built by hitting a gym. She’d never seen them before;
    she was sure she’d remember them if she did as they weren’t the kind of guys a woman
    would easily forget.
    Attraction hit her like a sledgehammer in the belly. Her entire body softened and her
    pussy became moist with her arousal. She wanted them, both of them. Fucking them
    would be the perfect end to the day. She thought she saw the dimple guy’s nose flared as
    he caught her scent, but she could’ve been mistaken because muscle guy broke the
    conversation and assessed her.
    Flames of lust leaped in those appreciative blue eyes and, out of the corner of her eyes,
    she thought she saw dimple guy’s gaze roamed over her figure in a leisurely, almost tactile touch. She barely contained a shiver.
    Muscle guy lifted a brow. “Are you coming in?”
    Thank goodness she was quick on her feet. “Sorry about that, I thought I’d forgotten
    something.” She forced herself to move inside the car and send each a polite nod. She
    turned to face the doors, which were closing. The shiny reflection showed both men
    staring at her.
    This is your chance! Talk!
    She smiled at their reflections and nodded again. “Working late?”
    “Not anymore,” dimple guy drawled. “For the day anyway. Mark here has a date who
    doesn’t mind waiting for him, and he’s off to meet her now.”
    If she had a date like Mark, she wouldn’t mind waiting either.
    Mark scowled. “Shut it, Ash. One smile from a beautiful woman and your motor
    mouth’s off again.”
    “Hey.” Ash jabbed Mark in the arm.
    “Brothers?” she asked wryly.
    Mark nodded. “I’ll let you guess who’s younger.”
    Just as she opened her mouth, the elevator came to a jarring stop and the lights
    dimmed. She clutched the rail as she was jerked off balance. Her heart pounded. “What
    happened?”
    “Damn it.” Mark strode to the panel and punched the speaker button. “Hello? Hello?
    Anyone there?”
    The intercom cackled.
    This is your chance, Lynne! What are you doing, still standing there? Swoon, faint,
    whatever, get yourself into one of those men’s arms!
    Her handbag dropped to the floor—oh no, her Prada! All for a good cause, she
    reminded herself.
    She staggered.
    No one moved.
    Help me, stupid! I’m already making this easy for you.
    Ash leaped to her aid and helped her to sit on the floor, her back to the wall. “Hey, are
    you all right?”
    “Faint,” she breathed, one hand tugging at the top button of her blouse.
    “Okay, your passageway’s probably constricted. Here, let me help you.” Ash
    unbuttoned the top one. “There. Is that better?”
    “More.”
    He undid two more, his gaze riveted to the creamy tops of her breasts, showcased by
    her lacy bra. She was glad she wore one of her nicer bras this morning. Her nipples
    hardened and poked through her blouse. She was sure he could see her arousal, as his
    breath hitched. He dragged his eyes up with difficulty to meet her gaze.
    “Sorry, but you’re beautiful,” he said in a low, husky tone. “I’m not a pervert.
    Usually.”
    She chuckled. “Don’t worry. You helped me breathe easier, so I’m inclined to forgive
    you. And you did say I’m beautiful.”
    “You are,” he acceded, his voice rasping over her in a delicious way.
    “I’m still feeling rather…constricted.” She waved her hand in a distracted gesture in
    the vicinity of her throat. “I think it’s my bra, restraining me. Could you…unhook me,
    please?”
    He had to undo the rest of the buttons to do it.
    “Oh, thank you.” She tugged her bra downward so more of her creamy flesh showed.
    Ash couldn’t take his eyes off them. His breathing became labored, and he