One Ring (Suncoast Society #28)(24)

Don straightened and set his bottle of beer on the edge of the hot tub. “You’re our good girl, huh?”

She nodded.

“When we ask you a question, you answer us unless we tell you not to speak. You’re our good girl?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do good girls do everything they’re told?”

Her heart pounded in her chest. “Yes, Sir.”

His voice dropped, not just in volume, but in timbre, sounding like he did when they played at the club. “Then our good girl better take that sundress off and show us her beautiful body.”

She looked at him, into his blue eyes, and realized he wasn’t kidding.

She knew she could damn well call red, stop this right there, and end it.

She didn’t want to.

She set her bottle next to Don’s, reached down, and pulled her sundress off, dropping it to the pool deck next to her.





Holy…f*ck!

Don hadn’t actually expected her to do it. He figured she’d either think he was joking and blow it off, or safeword. Especially considering the emotional ride she no doubt went through today. Yes, he and Carl had discussed approaching her once her divorce was final, to see if she wanted to step things up and formalize them, but this…

He had not expected this.

There she stood, every inch of her gorgeous rounded curves completely exposed and bare to them. Her hazel gaze was now on the front of his shorts, which he realized were painfully tented by his erection.

Yes, he’d seen her naked plenty of times before.

This was different.

This was just the three of them, alone, at home.

And she wanted to be theirs.

Carl stood and leaned over, catching her hand and drawing her close.

“Put your hands at your side and keep them there,” Carl ordered.

She did.

He leaned in and engulfed one pink, peaked nipple in his mouth, making her moan.

Okay then.

Don leaned in and sucked her other nipple into his mouth, her responding moan to that action only hardening his cock to an epically painful level he hadn’t felt since he was a teenager.

He reached between her legs with one finger, sucking a little harder on her nipple when she spread her legs more for him, rewarding her with tracing his finger over the tip of her swollen clit before easily sliding it inside her wet *.

He suspected too much would make her blow, and if she was going to blow, he wanted their cocks inside her when she did.

If she really was theirs now, and wanted to be theirs, they were going to break her in right, by god, and make sure—unlike her ex—that she had absolutely no reason to go anywhere else.

He released her nipple and stood nose-to-nose with her, his lips almost on hers, his finger still inside her *. “A good girl likes it when her Sirs f*ck her, doesn’t she?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Tell us what you want, then.”

Her gaze never left his. “I want to be your good girl. Both of you. I want to belong to you both. I want to feel both your cocks inside me.”

They’d discussed this as a possibility when they’d talked limits once, but hadn’t gotten into it specifically because, hell, at that time, they weren’t even having sex.

“Then we’ll need to get a butt plug worked into our girl’s sweet, virgin ass before that can happen. And you’ll be sucking our cocks, keeping them hard, while your ass gets used to it.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Don leaned his head back, pulling in the reins. “If there’s anything you don’t want to happen, you say red, just like at the club. Anything. Whether sex or play.”

“I know, Sir.”

Fuck. It didn’t help that every time she said Sir, it made his cock throb.

“Then you need to say it so we know you mean it and aren’t just caught up in this.”

“I want to go to sleep tonight after you two have f*cked every hole I have and made me come harder than I ever have in my life. And if that means I swallow a few loads from both of you, even better.”

Holy…fuuuck…

Carl released her other nipple. “Then I suggest we move this to a bedroom before I come in my swim trunks right here and make that a moot point.”

Don pulled his finger from her * and her lips opened as he touched it to them. She sucked his finger into her mouth and started swirling her tongue around it in a way that nearly made him come.

“How long has it been since you gave a blow job, baby?” he hoarsely asked.

She released his finger. “Too damn long. FYI, I love giving head.”

Carl stood and climbed out of the hot tub. “Thank god your ex is the dumbest f*cking man on the face of the planet.” He swatted her on the ass. “Middle of Don’s bed. Right now. Grab a couple of towels on your way there. Be waiting on your hands and knees.”

She ran to do it.

Carl and Don watched her go. Carl turned to him and dropped his voice. “This going to be okay?”

Don nodded. “Yeah.”

“You sure? Because I don’t want to f*ck up my friendship with you over this.”

“She wants both of us, then I’m willing to share her if you are. As long as we can both get alone time with her every so often.”

They stared at each other for a moment.