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complete opposites,
Logan and Ryan, but they worked. Ryan was gentle yet firmly in command. He wore
his Latino looks well, his body cut and defined
perfection. Both men had amazing bodies. But they were insanely wealthy, so they
could afford the best trainers and all that. Cassidy had to spend hours in the
gym down the block from his apartment to keep his ass in shape. Logan was a giant,
with skin like milk chocolate. His voice was rough and gruff, his demeanor not
one that inspired softness. He was an alpha in every way, yet he’d looked so
fucking gorgeous on his knees, and on Ryan’s lap, taking that paddle to his
taut ass.
    Cassidy was attracted to them, and he
thanked his lucky stars for the chance he’d been given to experience this night
with both of them. He’d commit everything to memory to unlock later when he was
alone, with his cock in his hand. He’d foregone dating to focus on his career,
sacrificing everything. The few lovers he’d had hadn’t been able to satisfy the
cravings he’d had to submit, to be taken care of. His job was demanding. He knocked
heads with power players all day long. When he came home at night, he wanted to
lay that weight at someone else’s feet and have them make it okay.
    Tonight was the closest he’d come. From
the second he’d looked into Ryan’s eyes when he’d opened the hotel room door,
Cassidy had known he’d get what he wanted. He hadn’t counted on Logan adding a
different, but so fucking sexy, element to it. He wanted them. Was that wrong
to say? He wanted them both, for more than one night.
    Shit. He
didn’t have a choice though, so he’d take what he could get. He sidled closer
to Logan and kissed him. The other man’s hands smoothed down Cassidy’s sides
and over his ass. He moaned and pushed against Logan’s hand. Logan chuckled and
touched him, the pad of a finger against Cassidy’s tender hole. He was still
slick, Ryan’s cum still inside him, but Logan slid two fingers into him,
fucking him deep.
    “Hmm.” Cassidy mewled and rolled his hips, pushing back, fucking himself on Logan’s
digits.
    “Food’s on its way.” Ryan came into the
room, a gleam in his eyes when he saw what they were doing. “Still needing,
boy?” He crawled up the bed and settled in the middle of them. Logan’s hand
disappeared from Cassidy’s contracting hole, and he whimpered.
    “Greedy.” Logan laughed softly.
    Ryan kissed Cassidy on the lips. Cassidy
opened for him, and then Ryan pulled away and kissed Logan, kissing him hard.
“No playing for you two until you eat.” He winked at Cassidy. “Can you wait
that long, boy?”
    A shiver raced down Cassidy’s spine. “I’ll
try, Sir.”
    “Don’t try. Do.” Ryan put his arms
around both Cassidy and Logan and tugged them close.
    Cassidy snuggled closer, inhaling Ryan’s
musk. He liked it, being in Ryan’s arms. Too long since he’d
had the opportunity to snuggle up with anyone. Now he had two men.
    “Tell us about you while we wait for the
food, Cassidy.” Ryan’s words weren’t a request.
    “I’m a lawyer at Martin, Singh and Demph . We’re based in midtown Manhattan, but I commute from
Jersey,” Cassidy said. “I work too hard, according to my mother. I also need to
give her some grandkids.” He chuckled.
    Ryan raised an eyebrow. “She doesn’t
know you’re gay?”
    “Oh, she knows. She doesn’t care about
that.” Lydia James didn’t care who her son loved. “I’m her only child, so she
wants them any way she can get them.” He smiled. “She’s the best, but I do
dodge the questions about why I haven’t settled down with a nice guy yet.”
    Logan
snorted. “Your mom sounds like my parents.”
    “Yeah?
They give you grief, too?”
    “Nah, no grief.” Logan’s expression turned pained. “They just refuse to accept that I like men.
They barely tolerate me.”
    “That why your name is always in the
papers?” Cassidy asked. “You’re always on Page Six with a new boy toy on