and oddly shy.
Ry and Bram had witnessed a side of her that until last night hadn’t existed outside of her fantasies. They could profess all they wanted that none of this would affect their friendship, but the reality was that it already had. Their trio had crossed a line that there was no returning from.
“Lace?” Ry’s knuckles brushed her cheek, drawing her focus back to him. Clouds of worry shadowed his eyes. “Is everything okay?”
She bit her lip and nodded—perhaps a little too fast, since Ry didn’t exactly look convinced. Bram joined them, his expression equally concerned. “You’re not regretting sleeping with us, are you?”
Leave it to Bram to read her mind and get to the point in the bluntest way possible.
“No, of course not.” Her cheeks heated again, and she laughed softly. “You both have given me more orgasms than I thought were humanly possible. I’d be an idiot to regret that.”
Ry’s fingers grazed the underside of her jaw. “We want to give you a lot more. Are you up for it?”
Although she’d been expecting them to, they hadn’t pressed her last night or this morning about marking off any more items on her list. It looked like it was now time to commit to it fully. And did it really make much difference? She’d already stepped into the fire. It was too late to worry about getting burned. She sucked in a steadying breath and released it. “Yes, but this time I get to choose.”
There was no mistaking the relief that swept over Ry’s and Bram’s features. Ry—being the one most advantageously positioned—kissed her first, his tongue thrusting deep. By the time he pulled back, she’d melted into a mindless puddle of goo. She barely had the chance to regain her breath or composure before Bram took up where Ry left off, his devouring kiss officially killing the few remaining brain cells she had left. His mouth retreated and she slumped into her chair, boneless. And hornier than she’d been five minutes ago.
Ry grinned at her. “So, what sexiness are we getting up to tonight?”
She wasn’t too brain fried to recognize a golden opportunity for payback. Cocking an eyebrow, she offered them a gloating smile. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
The next five hours flew by in a productive blur. Somehow Lacey calmed her raging libido and got last night’s receipts logged into the spreadsheet in addition to locating a new produce supplier. She even managed to get some online Christmas shopping done. Logging off her computer, she gave herself a mental high-five. “Yeah, go me.”
Her office door swung open, allowing in some of the bar noise as well as Jana Colton. Lacey couldn’t help laughing as she took in Jana’s outfit. The tight black leather skirt and form-fitting cashmere sweater were standard fare, but the red-and-green-striped tights and Santa hat were obviously a nod to the season. “You look like a dominatrix elf.”
Jana pretended to crack a whip through the air. “Someone’s gotta keep those pointy-eared bastards in line.”
“You do realize that remark will probably earn you a lump of coal in your stocking this year, right?”
A wicked grin curled Jana’s mouth. “Says the girl with the Naughty List .”
Lacey groaned. “You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?”
Jana sashayed to the desk and plopped her butt onto the nearest corner. “Can you blame me? You don’t spring kinky sex on a gal and not expect a reaction.”
“Sorry, that whole fiasco was a mistake. You weren’t supposed to have actually gotten that email. Neither were Ry and Bram.”
Jana’s artfully shaded eyes widened and a chortling laugh sprang free. “Hoo boy. That must have triggered one hell of an interesting conversation.”
Lacey averted her gaze and fiddled with her computer keys. A long, awkward silence stretched between them until she couldn’t take it anymore, and she looked up to find Jana gaping at her.
“You totally had sex with them,
Ry and Bram had witnessed a side of her that until last night hadn’t existed outside of her fantasies. They could profess all they wanted that none of this would affect their friendship, but the reality was that it already had. Their trio had crossed a line that there was no returning from.
“Lace?” Ry’s knuckles brushed her cheek, drawing her focus back to him. Clouds of worry shadowed his eyes. “Is everything okay?”
She bit her lip and nodded—perhaps a little too fast, since Ry didn’t exactly look convinced. Bram joined them, his expression equally concerned. “You’re not regretting sleeping with us, are you?”
Leave it to Bram to read her mind and get to the point in the bluntest way possible.
“No, of course not.” Her cheeks heated again, and she laughed softly. “You both have given me more orgasms than I thought were humanly possible. I’d be an idiot to regret that.”
Ry’s fingers grazed the underside of her jaw. “We want to give you a lot more. Are you up for it?”
Although she’d been expecting them to, they hadn’t pressed her last night or this morning about marking off any more items on her list. It looked like it was now time to commit to it fully. And did it really make much difference? She’d already stepped into the fire. It was too late to worry about getting burned. She sucked in a steadying breath and released it. “Yes, but this time I get to choose.”
There was no mistaking the relief that swept over Ry’s and Bram’s features. Ry—being the one most advantageously positioned—kissed her first, his tongue thrusting deep. By the time he pulled back, she’d melted into a mindless puddle of goo. She barely had the chance to regain her breath or composure before Bram took up where Ry left off, his devouring kiss officially killing the few remaining brain cells she had left. His mouth retreated and she slumped into her chair, boneless. And hornier than she’d been five minutes ago.
Ry grinned at her. “So, what sexiness are we getting up to tonight?”
She wasn’t too brain fried to recognize a golden opportunity for payback. Cocking an eyebrow, she offered them a gloating smile. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”
The next five hours flew by in a productive blur. Somehow Lacey calmed her raging libido and got last night’s receipts logged into the spreadsheet in addition to locating a new produce supplier. She even managed to get some online Christmas shopping done. Logging off her computer, she gave herself a mental high-five. “Yeah, go me.”
Her office door swung open, allowing in some of the bar noise as well as Jana Colton. Lacey couldn’t help laughing as she took in Jana’s outfit. The tight black leather skirt and form-fitting cashmere sweater were standard fare, but the red-and-green-striped tights and Santa hat were obviously a nod to the season. “You look like a dominatrix elf.”
Jana pretended to crack a whip through the air. “Someone’s gotta keep those pointy-eared bastards in line.”
“You do realize that remark will probably earn you a lump of coal in your stocking this year, right?”
A wicked grin curled Jana’s mouth. “Says the girl with the Naughty List .”
Lacey groaned. “You’re never going to let me live that down, are you?”
Jana sashayed to the desk and plopped her butt onto the nearest corner. “Can you blame me? You don’t spring kinky sex on a gal and not expect a reaction.”
“Sorry, that whole fiasco was a mistake. You weren’t supposed to have actually gotten that email. Neither were Ry and Bram.”
Jana’s artfully shaded eyes widened and a chortling laugh sprang free. “Hoo boy. That must have triggered one hell of an interesting conversation.”
Lacey averted her gaze and fiddled with her computer keys. A long, awkward silence stretched between them until she couldn’t take it anymore, and she looked up to find Jana gaping at her.
“You totally had sex with them,
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