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heart, she opened the door to two breathtaking studs. Trey in a dark western-cut suit and shiny black cowboy boots, Garret in a sleek, gray Italian suit and expensive loafers.
    Their matching smiles did a lot to calm her frayed nerves.
    “May we come in?”
    “Um…” They’d come in, press their bodies to hers, kissing, feeling, stripping, licking, sucking, fucking.
    “No!” She cleared her throat. “Sorry. Should we just get going?”
    The men exchanged knowing looks and turned, holding out their bent arms to her.
    She grabbed her purse, slipped a hand through each arm, and held on for the ride of her life.
    The restaurant was amazing. They sat in a big, half-circle booth, with her in the middle, of course, and both men did their best to charm and seduce her. Never had she felt more desired, more feminine seductress. Her own passion kept her hot and juiced, and her excitement level spiked to lustful when one of them nibbled at her wrist or the other played with her earring.
    Her doubts left her as the sensual feelings coursed through her. When would they ask her to spend the night between them?
    When the desserts came, Garret held out his fork to her with a bite of his chocolate cheesecake. “Over the years, Trey and I have grown to enjoy different things in life.”
    She took the dark, creamy sweet into her mouth and held it for a moment, enjoying the flavor before she chewed and swallowed.
    Trey offered her a forkful of pecan pie with ice cream. “We’ve also learned that we have the exact same taste in some things.”
    She ate the gooey pie, savoring it slowly, letting the ice cream melt on her tongue.
    “Like women,” Trey continued. “In middle and high school, we’d fight over girls because we had to have the one the other liked.”
    Garret slid his hand up her thigh, just under her dress, and rested it there, his fingers inches from her mound.
    Megan’s pussy flooded with warmth and her breath came shallow.
    Garret leaned close, his clean, citrus scent drifted over her. “We’d steal each other’s girlfriends until it got to the point where no one would date us because they knew the other one would be after them.”
    Trey slipped his hand up her other thigh. Roughened from ranch work, the scrape against her sensitive flesh sent quivers from her leg to her core.
    Her eyes drifted closed, savoring the feeling of two hands caressing her, two men seducing her. Her hips slowly tilted up, silently offering them more as tingles spread along her spine.
    “Finally, after Garret got a place in LA and I went to visit, his girlfriend offered to…”
    “To do both of you?” she whispered, almost afraid of the naughty words.
    Their hands eased her thighs apart. Trey’s fingers eased up her inner thigh, hot and demanding, until it brushed softly against her thong and bared her cunt.
    Garret’s hand slid under her thigh and his fingers found the crevice between her ass cheeks. Oh, jeez, was he going to touch her there?
    “Is the lady feeling well?”
    Megan opened her eyes.
    Their waiter watched her, his head tilted to the side. “I’m not feeling well enough to finish dessert…here.” She glanced at Trey and Garret.
    Their wicked smiles nearly made her laugh.
    Garret slid his hand from her and pulled out his wallet, then handed the man a credit card. “Box these up.” He gestured to the desserts. “Make it fast, and your tip doubles.”
    “Yes, sir.” The man nearly ran across the restaurant.
    Megan looked at the two men, both so gorgeously handsome, both so interesting and smart. Sexy and funny. If she had to choose, she didn’t know which one she’d go for. Trey was quiet and humble. Garret had a cocky side, but deep down he was vulnerable and kind.
    She still couldn’t believe it. She didn’t have to choose. A short walk back to the hotel, and a long night of decadence.
    Within minutes, they were in the glass elevator of their hotel heading upward toward the 37th floor. Her body shimmered