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lust for him,
especially with Ewan in the room. She’d spied Ewan watching them
and she’d expected to see jealousy but had been surprised to
discover a sexy, curious smile tilting his lips.
    What the heck
had that look
been?
    Royce had whispered to
her that she looked very pretty and she’d giggled at his
compliment, loving his attention. Then he’d left and Ewan had acted
like an asshole…but still, if things had been different, she’d pick
Ewan and Royce as her men for her ménage.
    She sighed. Ewan and
Royce. Now those were two men she would love to have make love to
her at the same time.
    She inhaled softly at
that idea, and tweaked her nipples until they were hard and peaked.
The guys would touch her gently at first, their hands running over
her breasts, pinching her, just like she was doing now. Their
mouths latching onto her quivering tips…
    Jaxie trembled as their
warm lips sucked her nipples and their tongues laved her areolas,
their faces pressed intimately into the pillow of her breasts,
their hands smoothing over her belly.
    She moaned with
frustration and opened her thighs. A finger slipped into her vagina
and she gathered warm cream, then slid it out and rubbed back and
forth over her sensitive clit. Breathing deeply, she massaged her
clitoris faster, then thrust a couple of fingers into her pussy,
and out again.
    Sensations quickly
shimmered. She continued pinching, and pleasuring. With her other
hand, she stroked her clit harder and harder until she was panting.
A fiery tension mounted. She gyrated her hips in a dance of need.
Her thrusts grew faster, deeper and then without warning, she
exploded.
    She trembled, moaned, and
lost control. She twisted, widened her legs, and gasped as the
pleasure powered through her like electrical wires.
    Her body tightened and
she arched her back, deepening her thrusts as she imagined Ewan
plunging his cock in and out of her with no mercy. Royce sucking on
her nipples, drawing her tender flesh between his teeth, biting and
nipping until she was crazy from the sizzling
pleasure-pain.
    Her mind reeled. She
trembled and shook and smelled her musky scent sift through the
bedroom. She rubbed furiously and loved how every nerve ending was
on fire and how her body convulsed with wild abandon. Pleasure
spiraled all around her, embraced her, loved her, made love to
her.
    Too quickly, the spasms
ebbed and Jaxie curled onto her side, then grabbed the covers
tightly around her.
    If she couldn’t have Ewan
and Royce in real life, at least she could use them actively in her
imagination.
    She smiled sleepily and
slept.

Chapter Three
    Rachel shifted uneasily
on her stool as she sipped her white wine and gazed out the
truck-stop diner window. Forks of lightning stabbed through the
dark sky and thunder boomed overhead. On nights like this, she
would have preferred to be in bed soothing her skittish cat, who
hated storms. But she still couldn’t believe who’d called her today
out of the blue and asked her to meet him for drinks tonight here
at the outskirts of town after one a.m. when he got off
work.
    She’d served him a bunch
of times while she waitressed at the Key Club for Jaxie, and she’d
admired his good looks. But it hadn’t taken her long to realize he
was interested in Jaxie.
    Maybe if Jaxie played her
cards right…
    “ Hey, Rach,
glad you agreed to meet with me.”
    Her head snapped up at
his deep gravelly voice and her breath halted as she caught his
reflection in the bar mirror.
    Medium-length dark brown
hair. A nice white smile. A deep cleft in his chin and a muscular
body she would die to undress and ogle. But alas she had her secret
fetishes, and she wasn’t about to reveal them to him.
    Or to anybody for that
matter.
    “ No problem.
Come sit down,” she patted the empty stool beside her. “Tell me
what’s got you calling and being so secretive.”
    Royce smiled and her
heart skipped a beat as his black leather jacket creaked and he sat
down, his shoulder