The Sextet - Occupational Hazards [The Sextet Anthology, Volume 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by The Sextet Page A

Derrick alone with her for so long.”
    Ty stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. “True, but we are supposed to be working, you know. That tree won’t cut itself up into firewood.”
    “That tree will keep, but we may be pushing her too hard. She seemed pretty upset.”
    Ty snorted a laugh. “Are you forgetting what you said to her? Almost the first thing out of your mouth?”
    “That was an automatic response. I couldn’t help it.”
    “You can always choose how to react, Luke. It’s what sets us apart from the animals.”
    Luke glanced at himself in the mirror. With all that long black hair flying around his face, he did look sort of wild. “Yeah, well, maybe I am an animal.”
    Ty grinned. “You don’t hear me complaining, do you?”
    Luke switched off the hair dryer and hooked an arm around Ty’s neck, pulling him close. “No, you never complain.” Their lips met, tongues instantly engaged in a ferocious battle for supremacy. Luke might have been the aggressor, but Ty won, just like he always did, making Luke’s groin ignite and his knees buckle. Growling as he wrapped his hand around Ty’s stiff rod, his own tool was rock hard and ready for action. “Derrick was right. You really are the best kisser.”
    “Everyone has to have their own little claim to fame,” Ty panted against his lips. “You ready?”
    “ More than ready. Let’s do this.”

    * * * *

    If Angelica had been speechless before, the return of Ty and Luke fresh from the shower nearly stopped her heart. Derrick gave her a nudge. “Told you it’d be worth the wait, didn’t I?”
    Nodding, she drank in the sight of them. Ty resembled a young Tom Selleck minus the mustache while Luke was more like a mythical warrior minus the sword. Not that the sword God gave him was any less lethal, nor was the mustache anything Angelica would ever miss. Sitting on the floor as she was, their stiff dicks were pointing right at her face.
    “I’ve been doing my best to keep her in the mood, but I’m beginning to think she needs all three of us, which makes her fuckin’ perfect, if you ask me.”
    “I think we can all agree on that,” Luke said. “I’ve always thought she was adorable.”
    Angelica was stunned. “You don’t really remember me, do you?”
    Luke nodded slowly. “Oh, yeah. I used to have wet dreams about you all the time. And then you had the audacity to move away. Broke my poor little teenaged heart.”
    “I don’t believe it.”
    “It’s the truth. When we heard you’d inherited this house and were going to come back and run it as a B and B, well, let’s just say it wasn’t a coincidence that ours was the lowest bid.”
    “But all three of you?” Not that she was complaining. “Whatever made you think—”
    “It was a shot in the dark, actually,” Ty said. “We’ve probably pushed you too hard today. Maybe if you’d had that robe on when Derrick fell through the roof we would have gone slower, but Derrick did manage to get you naked again.” He shrugged. “Tell us to leave and we’ll go.”
    Luke nodded in agreement. “We won’t like it one bit, but we’ll do whatever you want.”
    This sounded like an echo of Derrick’s earlier promise. She now had three of the hottest, sexiest men imaginable in her house, naked and fully aroused. If she was ever going to experience fireworks, this would be her best opportunity. Ever. “I don’t want you to leave.”
    Luke’s eyes lit up. “In that case, let’s put down another sheet. We’re gonna need more room.”
    Derrick jumped up. “I’ll get it. I know where they are.”
    Angelica’s eyes were glued to his perfect ass as he ran into the bedroom. “Wow.”
    Luke gazed after him with a lecherous smirk. “That ass is a pure delight to fuck too. I’ll be happy to nail him for you anytime you like.”
    The mere thought of it sent a jolt of sexual electricity shooting straight through her, hardening her nipples and igniting her clitoris.
    “Ooh! That