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Miranda stood. Her face heated, the thought of Chase buried inside Vic sent her rushing over
to the table for her glass of water. She had to cool off before steam began to vent from her
ears. She unabashedly stared while Vic and Chase shared a slow, open-mouthed kiss. Their
heads tilted, each instantly knowing the best way they fit together. Their lips clung together,
and when they broke for air Miranda saw Chase feed Vic his tongue. They sipped at each
other, exchanging possession as Vic s tongue followed Chase s back into his mouth. Forget
about steam, Miranda was sure her blood had reached a boiling point. Any moment now, her
body would erupt. Her nipples pressed against the thin material of her silk dress and
moisture trickled down onto the satin panties the store clerk had convinced her to buy.
Her personal show was disrupted when the door to the restaurant opened, and a young
man brought out their first course. Vic and Chase looked her direction and both men smiled,
their eyes trained decidedly lower than her face. As if they were predators, they stalked her.
Miranda stood frozen, unable or unwilling to move, she wasn t sure. Both men snaked an
arm out and yanked her against their bodies. Two sets of lips attached themselves to either
side of her neck, and Miranda s head fell back further exposing the column of her throat. Her
hands rose to the backs of their heads. The fingers of her left threaded through the strands at
the nape of Chase s neck. The trim nails of her right gently scratched at Vic s. Triple moans
filled the air and Gino s violin matched the pitch as he began a new piece.
They all managed to get control of themselves, and her men assisted Miranda back to
her seat. She took the first taste of her soup and a moan of a different variety escaped.
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Chapter Seven
Miranda settled on Vic s couch, and pulled her feet up on the cushions beside her. The
wine they d drunk at dinner swam happily in her veins. She wasn t drunk or even tipsy,
merely very relaxed and mellow. Probably best considering what was about to happen.
Vic was in the kitchen and Chase had disappeared into the bathroom as soon as they
arrived. Miranda was glad they d given her a few minutes alone. She needed the space to
settle the last of her nerves without having the two men s machismo overwhelm her. What
would happen? Chase had said he wanted to make love to fuck Vic while they were up
on the roof. So she assumed that meant Vic would be inside her.
Please, whatever higher power exists in the universe, don t let me be a disappointment to them.
Vic came into the living room with a glass of water in his hand.  Hey, princess. He
handed the water to Miranda.  You doing okay?
Miranda took a sip, thankful for both Vic s caring and the moisture to help her dry
throat.  Yes, I m a little nervous but glad to be here.
 We don t have to make love tonight, honey, Chase said as he sat next to her and
pulled Miranda s bare feet into his lap.
She moaned as Chase began to dig his thumbs into her arches. Miranda rarely wore
heels, and by the time they d entered Vic s condo, she d been more than ready to be rid of the
stylish torture devices. Vic knelt in front of the sofa and Miranda took his hand.  I want to
make love to the two of you. I want to feel your bodies on top of mine. I want to experience
your touch on my body. But, in my experience, sex has been more painful than pleasurable. I
was happier to have it over with rather than wishing it would go on longer, so I m a little
afraid of taking something you obviously cherish and turning it into something you hate.
 Oh, princess. Vic surged up and pulled Miranda into a hug.  I promise you no pain.
You re not a virgin, so there s no reason for you to experience any discomfort when we make
love. I can reassure you till I m blue in the face, but I think it would be better to show you
exactly how Chase and I plan on giving you a night to remember. Hopefully, one of many.
Miranda nodded. She knew the longer they sat there and talked, the more nervous
she d become. It was best to get the show on the road. Close her eyes and take a leap of faith.
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Jump in with both feet, and whatever other clichés she could think of. Chase slid her feet to
the floor and stood. He held out his hands and Miranda took hold of one from each of her
men to help her off the soft cushions. They walked together into Vic s bedroom. The king
sized bed took up the centre of the room, and Miranda had to admit that compared to her
pull-out, the thick mattress and comforter did look inviting. Vic stepped away to pull down
the covers, while Chase wrapped his arms around Miranda from behind.
 We re going to make you fly, honey. I can t wait to taste every inch of your skin. He
pulled the tab to the zipper on the back of Miranda s dress, and placed a kiss on the newly
exposed skin.  Delicious. Exactly as I imagined.
Miranda stood still as her dress slowly loosened around her. Chase s fingertips
skimmed her spine as the zipper lowered to the base of her back. She felt the closure of her
bra come undone. Vic came towards them, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked. Miranda was
struck by the sight of his exposed chest. Lean, defined muscle rippled in the low light of the
bedside lamps he d turned on. He removed the shirt and draped it over a bench at the foot of
the bed. Miranda sucked in a breath when Chase s hands slid inside her dress and around
her waist. Vic stepped up to them and raised his hands till they rested on Miranda s
shoulders. They slid the straps of Miranda s dress and bra over her shoulders and down her
arms. As the garment fell to her waist, Miranda closed her eyes. It was the first time any man
other than her ex-husband had seen her partially nude. Chase s hands moved to cup her
breasts, weighing the heavy mounds in his palms.
 So beautiful, Vic whispered.
Miranda s body went lax and she leant back into Chase s embrace. Her eyes flew open
when heat covered her left nipple and an insistent tug pulled at the hardened protrusion.
Miranda felt the residual echoes of the suction in the deepest core of her body.
 Oh, God. That& that feels& 
 Good, honey? Chase whispered.  Tell me. What does Vic s mouth on your sweet pert
nipples do to you?
 I feel all warm.
 You know what I feel looking over your shoulder as I watch the man I love feast on
your magnificent breasts? Chase rubbed his finger back and forth on the underside of
Miranda s breasts. His thumb traced Vic s lips now wrapped around the nipple on Miranda s
right mound.  I feel as though my heart may explode, it s beating so quickly. I wish it were
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my lips wrapped around those pert nipples. He rolled the abandoned nub between his
thumb and finger.  They re blushing and damp from Vic s mouth. I want to throw you on
the bed, and watch you writhe in pleasure as we force you to be at the mercy of our lips and
tongues and teeth and, yes, sweetheart, our cocks as well. I want to hear you scream in
pleasure, claw our bodies with those delicate nails and cry out our names as you explode into [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]