Unbridled and Untangled

The Double Rider Men’s Club 8

Unbridled and Untangled Olivia Stanton, the new CEO of the family business, steps out for a wild weekend at the annual Stadium event for the DRMC and falls for both Dalton and Wade. However, she has important responsibilities and leaves them for her job. Dalton Rourke and Wade Granger haven't been members of the DRMC for long and haven't found a special woman to share until they meet Olivia. After the wicked weekend spent together, they want to keep her forever. Olivia considers meeting her two men in secret, but her new position is threatened by another family member wanting to take over. Dalton and Wade discover her wealthy socialite lifestyle and wonder if she truly loves them beyond the sexy weekend they shared. Will she be able to keep her job safe and mend her shaky relationship with the two men she loves, or will she lose everything she's ever wanted? Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men. Genre: Contemporary, Menage a Trois/Quatre, Western/Cowboys Length: 53,530 words

UNBRIDLED AND UNTANGLED The Double Rider Men’s Club 8

Elle Saint James

MENAGE EVERLASTING

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UNBRIDLED AND UNTANGLED The Double Rider Men’s Club 8 ELLE SAINT JAMES Copyright © 2012

Chapter One Olivia Stanton pasted a smile on her face and sauntered past several men at the preparty for the annual Double Rider Men’s Club event. Before making it all the way across the room, she paused midstep and grabbed her cousin, Laurel’s, arm for support. “I don’t know if I can do this.” “Why not?” “Having sex with a stranger is a wild, crazy antic. Having sex with two of them—at the same time, I might add—is just plain crazy.” “Pull that stick out of your butt and relax,” Laurel said hotly. “Don’t be so picky. Go mingle and see if any of the pairs of men in the room turn you on. They’re all rich ranchers. Surely you at least have money in common.” Olivia snorted inelegantly. “Rich Ranchers? Really? I guess we know why you’re here then, don’t we?” The sudden grin splitting Laurel’s face said she didn’t deny it. “Whatever. Try to pull a cowboy fantasy out of your tight, proper ass and have a little fun for once in your life. That’s why you’re here isn’t it? To let your hair down, relax, and have a good time with a couple

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of men you’ll never see again. These men are the rare kind who know how to pleasure women, but won’t pressure you or chase after you for your money.” “I suppose so. Although money aside, talking about sleeping with a couple of rowdy cowboys and facing a crowd of men expecting you to put out times two are very distinct things.” “Don’t think about later on. Nothing will happen tonight anyway, unless you instigate it. Just go talk to a few of the men here and get to know them. And, again, they are not rowdy cowboys. This isn’t the Wild West anymore. The men here are all very nice and gentlemanly.” She paused and then added, “Well, they’re gentlemanly, until they get you alone in a bedroom, then all bets are off. That’s also up to you. Go try to have some fun.” Laurel imparted that sinful little tidbit and then left Olivia all alone to pursue her own pair of rich ranchers. They were here as guests for a weekend-long romp on the wild side at the annual Double Rider Men’s Club event. Even the name of the club made a riot of sensation drive down her spine into her needy pussy. She was hot for sex, but admittedly picky where men were concerned. This weekend was about letting go with strangers. She hoped that would help. Shit. Olivia couldn’t select or keep one man happy. The sudden thought of two men telling her she was frigid and hard to satisfy made her rethink this sexy weekend party. Laurel Stanton was her only female cousin, and they’d recently become close after years apart. Not long ago, Olivia had complained about her lackluster, nearly nonexistent love life, and before she could say the words “road trip,” Laurel had invited her out to this wicked weekend party sponsored by this ultraexclusive Colorado men’s club. Titillated in the extreme at the idea of sex with two men at the same time, Olivia had, in fact, been looking forward to this event for quite a while. Some of the pressure was off when you clearly understood the way this men’s club operated. She tried to remember

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this as she glanced across the room at all the pairs of men looking for a woman to fuck for the weekend. This was nothing more than a blind date of sorts with two men. Sex was definitely included if she wanted to give this unbridled lifestyle a try. But it was clearly understood she wasn’t under any pressure if she decided she didn’t want to engage. Or if she changed her mind. At least she had until this initial get-to-know-you party to decide whether to participate or not. Calculating the ratio of women to pairs of men in the room, Olivia figured there were going to be several women without dates tonight. She took a deep, silent breath and pushed it out slowly. What did she have to lose? Nothing. She wanted to be one of the chosen. She wanted to try two men. She wanted to take part in this wicked sexual free-for-all, even though attack butterflies had taken residence in her stomach since the moment she’d arrived. The imaginary frenzy of fluttering wings continued to dive-bomb her insides. She chalked it up to nerves and pressed forward. A tray of champagne circulated, held by a tuxedoed member of the waitstaff. She snagged a glass to calm her nerves when offered. Expecting to gag down something barely drinkable, she was surprised by the first delicious sip. The champagne was definitely high-end, and not the cheap booze she’d expected. Laurel had told her they were rich ranchers. They definitely served top-notch drinks. Olivia pretended like this was a blue blood charity event. She circled the room making sure to speak to each and every man, or in this case, sets of men. As the queen of small talk, she was able to blend in better than she had predicted. She met every set of men in the room. They talked ranching, Colorado, and animals most of the time. Just like she would expect cowboys did. Each of the men in attendance were very nice as Laurel had said. None were threatening in any way, but also no one really set her heart to pounding. Was that important? There were certainly many attractive men in here, but no

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one that gave her a spark. No one she wanted to take her clothes of in front of. After one complete circuit around the room, she saw Laurel very engaged with a pair of nice-looking men across the room. Good for her. Olivia set her drink glass down and went to the ladies room to freshen up and contemplate how she’d feel if no one she met tonight turned her on. A glance in the mirror at all the effort for tonight gave her an answer. She’d feel shitty. She’d feel overlooked. She’d feel like taking time off for this big, sexy weekend in Colorado had been a huge waste of time. Olivia had secretly looked forward to this DRMC event for weeks. At least she had looked forward to the idea of it. As heir apparent to the family business, her free time was very limited. Next week she was going to take the reins of the company in hand as the designated successor. If anyone in the family got even a wispy hint of where she was right now, not only would they be shocked to the foundation of their beliefs, but she might not be the heir apparent any longer. That would not do. She’d worked too hard. To say her family was conservative was like saying the North Pole was a bit chilly and Pike’s Peak was a nice hill. Olivia leaned forward slightly and studied her face in the mirror. She didn’t consider herself a beauty queen, but certainly passably good looking. She had good bone structure. She took very good care of her creamy skin tone, hiding the few freckles on her nose. Her eyes were an aqua color that many thought were contact lenses. As if. Her blonde hair with the hint of strawberry had been commented on many times as being stunning by people she didn’t even know. So why was she here? She sighed. Because she was lonely. Even though the bulk of the men she’d met tonight were very attractive, none of them made her want to jump into a crazy, wild, ménage sex weekend. Lonely or not, she wanted desire to drive her actions.

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She was the first to admit she was picky where men were concerned. Laurel had commented on that earlier, and she was absolutely right. But what if she didn’t find any men she lusted after tonight? Or worse, what if no one wanted her for a weekend of decadence? If she wanted rejection and no sex life, she could do that back in Manhattan. Perhaps it was time to call it a night. Or she could circle the room once more. She sighed again and paused before she touched up her lipstick. She slid the tube of her favorite color back in her purse. No. She was done. She’d met everyone. None of the men made her heart dance. Worse, she didn’t want to be rejected during round two. She’d go back to the hotel and turn in early. Decision made, Olivia decided to slip out and not bother Laurel. She’d text a message later on and give her excuses then. Her cousin looked like she was already having a great time. That was not a surprise. Olivia didn’t need to be a stick-in-the-mud, fuddy-duddy tight ass and ruin her cousin’s weekend, too. She came out of the hallway to the bathroom slowly. She spied her cousin across the room heavily engaged in conversation with the same men as before. Olivia skirted the edge of the room full of exuberant people toward the exit, which had also been the only entrance, keeping Laurel in her periphery. Her cousin was loyal. If Laurel saw Olivia leave, she’d go, too. Olivia traveled down the hallway on a mission to get out before anyone—especially Laurel—saw her go. She made it to the hallway leading out of the bar. She passed the security guy who’d let her in earlier. He took note of her departure, but didn’t stop her. The guy was huge and muscular, and perfect in his role as head of security. No one in their right mind would ever tangle with him. Those not in their right mind wouldn’t tangle with him for very long before he crushed them.

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She yanked the exterior wooden door wide open and stepped out into the crisp night air. Another forward step and she ran headlong into what seemed like a man-sized barrel of muscle. She inhaled to apologize and his amazing scent registered. She grabbed fistfuls of his jacket in her hands to steady herself, and took another deep lungful of luscious, man-scented air. It really had been a long time since she’d enjoyed the company of a male. This man’s scent alone made her tingle in places that had forgotten what it was like to feel good. “Sorry, ma’am,” came a deep voice from over her head. He’d grabbed her around the waist with one arm to keep her from bouncing off his chest and onto the ground. “Are you okay?” “Yes. Thanks. I was in such a hurry I didn’t see you. I’m sorry.” Olivia glanced up to see his face. She was greeted with masculine, angular lines and sculpted lips she wanted to trace the tip of her tongue over repeatedly. His short, dark-blond hair looked soft and silky enough to rub her face in. She finally locked on to his amazing blue eyes and became mesmerized. Now why couldn’t the most attractive man she’s ever laid eyes on be a part of the group she’d just left? Damn, he was fine. Her pussy gushed in agreement. Limbs still trembling, Olivia cleared her throat, wondering what she could say to keep him close just a little bit longer. He hadn’t broken the eye contact. She knew she’d stared too long, but was powerless to look away. The seductive intensity of his gaze liquefied any thoughts of leaving. It melted most of her brain’s power to process. “Would you like to go inside and get a drink?” he asked, saving her the trouble of thinking up something clever to say. Her words had evaporated as she took in his features. She finally blinked. “Yes. Thank you. That would be great.” “The club I belong to is having a special event here tonight. Would you be interested in joining me?” He paused and added, “And a friend of mine?” Her eyes widened. “You’re with the Double Rider Men’s Club?”

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He nodded slowly and a smile tugged at the corner of his fine mouth. “Then you’re familiar with our group?” “Yes. Well. I mean. Sort of. I was in there. But I left. No. I’m not exactly familiar.” She stuttered and stammered as the full realization of his club affiliation came charging into her brain. And he had a friend. He kept his arm around her waist, but nudged her inside the door so cold air stopped rushing in from outside. “I see. Are you leaving already?” “Maybe not if you’re going in there.” “I’m definitely going in there. What made you leave?” She grinned. “Guess I hadn’t met the right guy yet. Or pair of guys, in this case.” “Then I’m glad I caught you before you got away.” “Me too.” Together they moved toward the entrance again. The giant posing as security nodded at her once and said to her new handsome date, “You’re late, Wade. Where’s Dalton?” Wade shrugged. “He’s not here yet?” “Nope.” “I’m sure he’ll be along very soon.” “He’d better hurry. The show is about to start. You know I won’t allow anyone in or out during the performance.” Wade shrugged. “Relax, Clay. He’ll be here.” Clay didn’t smile, but he nodded. The two of them continued down the short hallway back into the room she’d just escaped from. His masculine scent wrapped around her head like an aphrodisiac haze. She wanted to sniff up and down his body, but resisted the urge. They crossed the floor to the bar area. She slid on to the leather stool next to his. He ordered an imported dark ale, and she had another glass of champagne. “What’s your name?” “I’m Olivia.” She held out her hand like this was a business meeting and not a glorified sex club.

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He enveloped his large, warm hand around her fingers and squeezed. Olivia swore her pussy gushed freely just at having this man innocently touch her hand. She’d probably climax instantly if he put his hand in a more intimate place. Like between her legs. Mentally, she calculated how soon that might happen and felt her face go warm. “I’m Wade Granger. Good to meet you.” “Great to meet you, too. And your friend’s name is Dalton?” He nodded. “He really will be here soon. We can chat in the meantime.” Olivia was thinking Wade might be enough all on his own to satisfy all her sudden, prurient urges. If his friend was only half as appealing, she was going for it in a big way. Limbs trembling from the bite of lust seeping deeply into her body, Olivia sipped her champagne, but didn’t take her eyes off of Wade. He in turn watched her as he sipped his bottle of ale. An amused smile shaped his lips in between drinks. He looked glad to have found her. This realization only made her want him more. The memory of Laurel’s final pitch to get Olivia to come here tonight slid into her head. “After you find someone—or rather two men—you can do whatever you want even the first night.” Laurel had then overshared that she’d given two blow jobs to the first set of men she’d been with during an event. “I got invited back.” “That seems so base,” Olivia had said back then. Even though the very idea of putting her mouth on a strange man’s cock thrilled the wanton little voice deep inside of her head. Sucking off two men she’d just met made that same voice tremble with acute craving. “Whatever. If you find two men you like, I’d advise blow jobs as soon as you can.” She studied Wade as he kept his gaze riveted on her. She resisted the urge to look below his belt buckle. Olivia wasn’t convinced her blow job abilities would win any awards, but given that most men she’d ever known weren’t exactly

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picky when a woman put her mouth on their cock, perhaps she did have a chance to shine with Wade and his friend. She was already thinking about what his reaction would be to a spontaneous mouth on his cock. Hopefully he wouldn’t resist. A gorgeous woman traipsed by them and eyed the back of Wade’s head before turning away. Olivia glanced over at her momentarily, but Wade didn’t even move his head in the woman’s direction. She gave him bonus points. His smile and twinkling blue eyes focused directly on her face made her want to stay and talk this strong, silent warrior into bed. She also looked forward to sucking his cock for persuasion, if he needed any. If he wasn’t interested, she knew she wouldn’t find anyone better. He glanced over his shoulder at the entryway, put his beer on the bar and then slid off the barstool. “I’ll be right back, okay?” “Promise?” “I do. You won’t go anywhere, will you?” “Nope.” Not a chance. Please come back. Perched on the edge of her stool, she watched his backside as he walked toward the direction of the bathrooms. Wild thoughts of having her legs wrapped around that spectacular ass as he brought her to repeated gratification drifted through her mind. She took another sip of champagne to cool off. Whew. Her clit literally throbbed with desire. It wouldn’t take much for him to send her over the screaming edge of climax. She hoped he was truly as interested as she was. She searched for Laurel as she waited and spied her with the same two men. When their gazes caught, Olivia gave her a smile and a thumbs-up. Laurel nodded, smiled in return, and finally winked once before turning back to the two men who obviously had her enthralled. The entrance to the room was on the opposite of where she sat waiting for Wade. When a fast-moving figure approached from that direction, Olivia caught a glimpse of tall, attractive man out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head slightly to get a better look.

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The man moved with supreme authority, and decisive power. He was a man no one would ever dare fuck with unless they wanted their balls handed back to them crushed beyond all recognition. Olivia’s mouth dropped open just watching him stride across the room like he owned the world and everything in it. Damn. Another man she would fight to fuck. Two fine men in a row after a room full of nothing. Before he got halfway across the room, his sizzling chocolate gaze captured hers. His direction suddenly shifted toward her instead of the end of the bar. She thought he was about to steal Wade’s seat, right where his bottle of ale waited. But he suddenly sidestepped and slid behind her. He stood next to the barstool on her other side. His wide shoulder grazed along her upper body, stopping at her center back as he stood at the edge of the bar. They were connected and she liked it. His fingers tapped the surface as if to expend nervous energy, but she suspected he was never nervous about anything. He was probably just full of powerful and exotic energy. And he didn’t seem to mind resting his shoulder against her back. He didn’t shift away from their warm, solid contact as he waited for the bartender to arrive. Olivia leaned back into his shoulder, wondering if he’d suddenly notice that he was touching her. The unyielding connection became even more intense. He didn’t move. Olivia curbed a smile and pushed back harder, wanting to illicit a response from the delicious man behind her. The bartender arrived and broke the quiet match of strength she was trying to use to get the stranger’s attention. “What can I get you, sir?” “Could I get shot of Cuervo Gold? As a matter of fact, make it a double.” His deep voice did nothing to dissuade her from the lust she had for him. Olivia felt the warmth of his shoulder continue to seep into the center of her back. After the push-and-resist moment before the

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bartender arrived, they hadn’t disconnected. She twisted on her stool to face the bar and broke their contact to get a better look at him. Close up, he was even more devastatingly handsome than she’d realized. And all she could see was his profile. Did women fall prostrate at his feet on a daily basis? Olivia watched as he slammed the double tequila back like a shot of water. He then requested another. “Getting ready for the performance?” Olivia asked. She didn’t know why her lips had even moved. Or why her brain thought it was a good time to engage and speak to the striking archangel standing next to her, about to slam down a second double tequila, but hoped she hadn’t just chased him off. One side of his perfectly chiseled mouth lifted in amusement. “I’m not performing tonight, but thanks for the vote of confidence.” He drank the second shot as fast as the first. “That’s not what I meant.” “Oh?” He turned and crowded her. Now she could see his full face and he was blindingly attractive. Her pussy gushed. No man had ever impacted her like this. Not since Wade had a few minutes ago. Wade. Where had he gone? His chest pushed hard into her arm. “What did you mean then?” She sipped her champagne and tried not to choke on it. “I meant were you getting loosened up by slamming back double tequilas to watch the coming sex show?” One corner of his full, beautiful mouth quirked up. “Why would I need to do that?” Olivia shrugged. “Because I do. I guess I hoped I wasn’t the only one.” She held her breath as he leaned closer and asked, “Have you ever been to a show like this before?” “No. It would be safe to say it’s my very first time at this particular rodeo.”

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“I see.” His expression shifted from interested to lust filled in a millisecond. Olivia fairly vibrated from the waves of sexual tension rolling off of him. He leaned closer still. The scent of his cologne made her light-headed with desire. His gaze captivated her complete attention. Is he about to kiss me? Please. Yes. He moved closer and whispered, “Most of us don’t bite. Unless a specific request is made.” “Most of you?” she squeaked. His teeth came together and clicked ever so lightly. If he moved forward an inch, her lips might be in danger of getting bitten. The mere sound of his mock bite sent a wave of lust down her body. The tingling went straight to her toes. The tequila-scented breath from his lips caressed her senses. They each moved even closer. They were about to kiss. “Are you stealing my date?” Wade’s voice came from over her shoulder. The dark-haired man with the piercing blue eyes didn’t once shift his gaze for even a moment. He did, however, move back a few inches. “If she’s really your date, you shouldn’t have left her here all alone. Any man or beast passing by could take a bite of such a delectable morsel.” He clicked his teeth together again very near her face and a sardonic smirk slid into place. The moment his jaws snapped shut another jolt of lust, in the form of more pussy juice, shot into her panties. She pushed out a quick, short breath to gain some control. It didn’t work. Olivia wasn’t sure what to do. Wade was beautiful, and he smelled so amazing that she creamed herself with each breath. And the man on her other side was sin personified. He was the epitome of a bad boy with aggressive traits and a scandalous ability to saturate her panties with only a single look and the snap of his teeth. “Nature called. She promised to wait here.” Wade slid next to her but didn’t sit in his chair. “She did wait. But now she’s looking at me.”

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Olivia dropped her gaze to the surface of the bar. She couldn’t ditch Wade. She forced herself to spin away from the powerful, engaging man, turning her back to him. Wade stood by her chair but quickly moved between her opened legs the second she spun toward him, as if he were reestablishing his territory. The warmth of his closeness seeped between her legs. The fluttering in her belly started all over again. He grabbed his beer, took a sip, and said, “Would you rather spend time with Mr. Double Tequila Shot over there, or me? You can be honest.” Olivia wanted them both. Couldn’t she have them both? Fuck. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know what to say that wouldn’t get her into trouble. The men here were already in pairs. She certainly couldn’t select them a la carte. “Hey, Dalton, it’s about time you got here,” a passing fellow cowboy said. He punched the man behind her in the shoulder on the way by. Dalton. Wasn’t that the name of Wade’s partner? And also, how did Wade know he’d had a double shot of tequila? She shifted her gaze to Wade’s suddenly smiling blue eyes. He took another sip of beer as if trying to hide his grin, but she saw it anyway. They were teasing her. She’d just found the two most perfect men in this club, and her night was suddenly looking up. “What if I want to spend time with both of you? Will that get me in to lots of trouble?” “Absolutely.” Wade smiled and nodded at the bad boy. She turned to face his partner. Wade said, “This is Dalton Rourke. He and I have been best friends since grade school.” Dalton reached out his hand. Olivia slid her fingers into his and squeezed as he added, “And we share everything.”

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She gave him her best firm handshake as if glad-handing a contributor at the charity events she attended back home. “Does that mean you want to share me? Because I’d be doubly delighted.” He laughed out loud. “Good choice, Wade. I like her.” “How did you know I was with Wade already?” He nodded toward the dark imported ale in Wade’s hand. “My first clue was the beer. The second and better indication was the text he sent right before heading to the john.” “What did the text say?” she asked. “Babe in the blue dress at the bar equals ours.” Olivia looked at Wade and then back at Dalton. “I see. Guess I’ll have to keep my eye on the both of you.” “That would be best.” Wade put his beer bottle down on the bar. “Can we go sit someplace more comfortable?” Dalton asked. He pointed to a sofa across the room. “Clay told me on the way in that the performance was about to start.” Wade pointed to another doorway. “We could go settle into a booth in the next room.” “The next room?” Olivia asked. Dalton nodded. “Where the stage is, and also where the sex show will commence.” Olivia downed the rest of her champagne in a single gulp. She set the glass down on the bar and said, “Then let’s go to the next room.” The imminent sex with near strangers, that she wanted so desperately with two perfect men, was about to begin. In the next room would be a demonstration of sorts. If she was still on board with this lifestyle, then she could choose to accompany these two men to something called the Stadium show tomorrow night. She could also choose to spend tonight with these two men. Heart pounding nearly out of her chest at the thought of even kissing either of these men, Olivia took the plunge. She slid off the barstool ready to forge ahead.

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Wade gently took her hand and pulled her along. Dalton plastered his hand in the center of her back and propelled her toward the door, leading to where tonight’s exotic performance would take place. Olivia walked on trembling legs. She was filled with heady excitement. She was escorted into a darkened room. A stage took up one whole wall of the place. There were thirty or so half booths situated on several terraced platforms going from the stage out to the back of the room. Five booths were situated per tier and six tiers fit in the room. They were not the very last trio to enter, but nearly. Wade led her to a booth in almost the center of the room. She slid into the booth with a low table centered just above her knees. Wade walked around to one side and Dalton entered on the same side she did. Both men slid very close as they settled in the cushioned seat. She was sandwiched between them, and she liked it. “Want something else to drink before the show starts?” Wade asked. “No. Thank you.” She didn’t want any distractions. Plus, she’d already gulped down three full drinks tonight. She already felt the warm relaxation properties of the champagne seeping into her limbs. Wade turned toward her. She looked at his serious face. His blue eyes fairly drilled a tunnel to her soul. “There’s something I need to know,” he said. The serious tone of his voice took her off guard. Olivia blinked. “What is it?” He leaned in. So close his mouth was inches from hers. She inhaled his luscious scent and drifted closer to him without conscious effort. “I need to know what you taste like.” He pressed his lips against hers before she took her next breath.

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Chapter Two Wade figured the kiss was a good idea the moment Olivia launched forward and wrapped her arms around his neck when their lips touched. She swirled her tongue against his in perfect motion as the carnal kiss progressed. He slid one hand along her waist and higher on a trajectory to her breasts. He cupped one breast and brushed his thumb over the tip. She moaned into his mouth. His cock, which had come to attention at the onset of the kiss, stiffened and pushed against the inside zipper of his slacks. The moment he’d seen her, he’d known she was a perfect choice for the coming sex-filled weekend. Her upswept hair, her porcelain skin, and those intoxicating aqua eyes made him lustful and hornier than he’d been in months. Her overall appearance screamed upwardly mobile sophistication with repressed sexuality. Her seductive kiss fairly shouted, “Fuck me, I’m yours.” He’d have her. And so would Dalton. He couldn’t wait. He hoped she would agree to a preview tonight. Dalton cleared his throat and leaned in to press a kiss to the back of her neck. Wade expected her to startle at the extra set of lips pressed to her skin. She moaned and seemed to relax even further. If she was a part of the evening, and Clay wouldn’t have let her in if she hadn’t been, then she already understood their lifestyle. From the outside she looked a bit proper and untouchable. From the inside she moaned again and gave him sinful ideas about what he wanted to do to her in their immediate future.

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Wade reluctantly broke their volcanic kiss. He knew Dalton would want a chance to kiss her as well. He should take the opportunity to kiss her because she tasted delicious. Olivia was breathing hard when they broke apart. Her eyes were half closed when he pulled back. She turned and Dalton pressed a kiss to her cheek. She turned again toward him, and he pushed his mouth into hers immediately. Her shoulders blades were pressed against the back of the booth. Wade’s hand slid from her breast to her belly and lower as Olivia and Dalton kissed. When he pushed her skirt up and slid his hand toward her pussy. She didn’t even seem to notice. Dalton still blistered her mouth with their initial kiss, and this also made Wade’s cock throb. What a difference an hour made. He hadn’t even expected to find anyone tonight and before he’d even made it inside, Olivia had practically fallen into his arms. He watched their kiss. It aroused him to watch Dalton enjoy her. He moved his hand further up Olivia’s silky, soft inner thigh. He’d been on his way to the club tonight and wondering if it was worth his time or effort. He and Dalton had shared quite a few women over the years, but lately, they’d slowed down. They hadn’t discussed anything recently, but Wade wondered if Dalton was ready to settle down with one woman. Or if he’d ever even say anything unless Wade did. Wade had been headed in that direction for over a year. Each of the few DRMC events this year hadn’t yielded a date they wanted for more than a night. In fact, they hadn’t even fucked the last couple of dates. He hadn’t felt upset, and Dalton seemed even less worried that they hadn’t fucked anyone. Subconsciously, he searched for more meaning and a permanent spouse, although he and Dalton had never discussed it out loud. They were new to this club even though they’d shared women before. One of the things that had held him back was that threesome

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relationships weren’t exactly the norm. The DRMC, and moreover, the town of Ryder, Colorado had changed his perspective. The norm was different here and included many ménage relationships. They could easily maintain a ménage trio and live on this property. They just needed to find the right girl to join them. Olivia was the first contender in his mind to even come close. In fact, she zoomed straight to the number-one spot of his previously nonexistent list. She changed everything for Wade. He wanted her with a power he hadn’t felt in ages. She wasn’t the usual type of girl he ever selected. She was a bit more upscale than he’d ever pursued before. Maybe he should have looked for more sophisticated women all this time. Olivia seemed refined. Very proper. Very sexy. Very fuckable. He wanted her with a force that surprised him. And his randy cock wanted her, too. Maybe they were about to get lucky tonight. And if not tonight, then definitely tomorrow night at the Stadium. **** Tongue buried in Olivia’s mouth and dancing a lip-lock tango, Dalton Rourke was so very delighted that he’d decided to attend tonight’s DRMC affair. He’d almost called Wade and canceled, but had opted in for purely sexual reasons. He thought perhaps a mindless fuck, even if it wasn’t with the perfect girl, would clear his head. Of late, he’d felt in a rut. He hadn’t been particularly happy with their current lives sans a woman. But until this moment the fact had never been as clear to him. He knew it was because of what he and Wade never talked about. A permanent wife. What little they’d talked about was that neither of them had met the right one. Until tonight.

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And like a gift from the heavens above came Olivia and her aqua eyes with the stunning body and sex appeal on steroids. The scent of her hair alone made his cock bolt to life with each sniff. The volcanically erotic kiss they shared currently made the fabric across his lap tighten almost to the point of pain. He longed to let the unruly beast loose, but didn’t want to scare her off in the initial five minutes together. If this was her first time at the rodeo—as she’d so eloquently put it—then he didn’t want to do anything to frighten her into leaving. So far, so good. She hadn’t balked at kissing each of them or being sandwiched between them. She moaned against his lips as the kiss continued. Her luscious tongue swirled in his mouth with seductive movements and almost made sex redundant. He was about to come in his pants like a schoolboy with his first ever hard-on looking at a girlie magazine. Dalton was the one to break the kiss he shared with the beguiling Olivia. He stared down into her dreamy-eyed expression, glad that he’d been able to put the smile on her face. He glanced down and saw Wade with his hand up her skirt. Excellent. Time to do some exploring. First, he fastened his hand to one breast and kneaded her through the sexy blue dress she wore. Her nipple peaked in his hand and another excited little sound escaped her lips. Dalton scraped his thumbnail across the distended tip and got yet another sexy response. Her eyes drifted shut as he and Wade touched her intimately. All of a sudden the lights dimmed. She sucked in a deep, surprised breath. Neither Dalton nor Wade stopped touching her. The show was about to start, but Dalton figured they were about to have their own private show in this booth. Or they would if he had anything to say about it. Dalton whispered, “Do you want to watch the show while we explore?” “Show?” she asked, sounding a little breathy and confused.

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“Yes. The sex show is about to start onstage.” She fixed her amazing aqua gaze on his face and just stared at him as if stunned into silence. Wade kissed her shoulder. His hand was still buried beneath her skirt. When she jumped, Dalton figured Wade had found her hot little clit. “Is Wade stroking your clit, love?” he asked. Olivia pushed out a long sigh and nodded. “May I help him?” She startled and then eventually nodded once more. Dalton slid his hand between her legs as Wade retreated. He then put his wet fingertips to his mouth and sucked each tip as Olivia watched, transfixed. The heat of her pussy greeted his exploration the moment his fingertips made it to her inner panty line. He pushed past her skimpy underwear and burrowed two fingers deeply into her hot, slick pussy. Olivia’s shoulders pressed flat against the cushioned booth the moment he penetrated her. He wiggled one finger against her clit and a low, sultry moan escaped her lips. The show started onstage, but Dalton watched Olivia’s reaction to his fingers being buried in her pussy instead. Wade pushed her forward and unzipped her dress to midback without complaint. When she leaned back again, he lowered the front of her dress to expose her breasts. He lowered his head to suck on one tip as Dalton put more effort into stroking her clit. Wade’s other hand covered the other breast, and she squirmed in her seat. Dalton lowered his mouth and kissed her lips. She devoured him in return. He sped the strokes to her clit and after only a few minutes she stiffened. Her resonant groan, while directed into his mouth as they kissed, was likely heard by the surrounding tables, but no one would care. He shoved his fingers into her pussy to feel the rhythmic pulses of her climax squeeze him.

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He stopped kissing her long enough to watch her expression. She was breathing hard. She looked dazed. Her eyes opened slowly, but a smile surfaced along with her blissful expression. Wade lifted his head from her breast and kissed her mouth with tender care. “I love how responsive you are.” She swallowed hard and whispered, “There isn’t anything about this booth that I don’t like.” Dalton chuckled. “I agree. And to think, I almost didn’t come tonight.” Olivia laughed. “Well, you didn’t yet, but perhaps I can help with that very soon.” Wade and he exchanged a knowing glance. He didn’t know where she’d come from, but he wanted her. And by the look on Wade’s face, he did, too. “Want to watch the show for a bit?” Dalton asked her. She nodded and put her focus on the stage. He lowered his head. “Don’t mind me. I’ll just be sucking on your nipples.” Wade said, “She tastes like wild honeysuckle. I can’t wait to spread her legs and bury my face in her pussy.” Olivia pushed out another sweet, surprised-sounding breath. Typically, he and Wade didn’t sexually engage dates on the first night. They might fondle a bit or share a kiss, but it was usually just a meet and greet for compatibility. They waited until the next night while they were alone in their private box at the Stadium for any overt sexual activity. That was usually for the sake of the women unfamiliar with their lifestyle. Olivia didn’t seem to worry about the fact that they were in a room with group of people. It made this sexy booth activity with her all the better. Dalton wanted to take Olivia home with him tonight. Hell, he wanted to fuck her raw right now in the booth. He hoped she would be willing to get started on this wonderful coming weekend of sex, more sex, and finally even more sex.

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He pulled his hand from between her legs and let her watch as he sucked her essence off his fingers. “Tasty,” he said, and then lowered his head to capture a nipple. **** Head spinning like crazy, Olivia pulsed with delight after Dalton had fingered her and Wade had sucked on her until she came like a ballistic missile launching into the sky. Dalton currently had the tip of her breast buried in his mouth. Each nip sent a shard of pleasure down her body. He’d already sucked her climactic juice off of his fingers. She pulsed again in pure pleasure, watching them enjoy the flavor of her pussy. It was so decadent to watch. Wade slid his hand between her legs again and gathered her gushing pussy juice on his fingertips as well. She watched as he licked each finger one by one. Then he kissed her. She tasted the musky flavor of her surprise release. Her libido revved higher. She hoped the show and the booth activities weren’t the end of the evening. She was ready for bed. And by that she meant that she wanted to roll around naked in the sheets with these two incredible men. After a couple of minutes, Dalton lifted his head and Wade released her mouth. They snuggled against her in the booth as they watched the rest of the ultrasexy stage show. A very limber blonde with her hair up in a ponytail was currently bent over, sucking on one lover’s cock. The dark-haired man stationed behind her moved close, and rubbed his hand between her ass cheeks. He had a tube in one hand that got tossed aside after he’d slathered her ass with lube several times.

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The man behind her then pushed his sizable cockhead against her splayed open butt cheeks. He inserted his cock inside her ass and slowly breached her. It was the sexiest thing Olivia had ever seen. The blonde moaned and wiggled her ass against him until he was fully seated. Sexy music with a heavy beat thumped in the air around them from hidden speakers. The breaths and noises made by the trio onstage was broadcast across the entire room and mingled with the sultry music. Olivia’s heart pounded wildly in her chest. As she came down off the high of the orgasm, she became more aware of her surroundings and the debauched state of dress she currently enjoyed. Her dress was unzipped and pulled down to show off her breasts to any and all in the room who happened by. Not that anyone did. Her panties were soaked beyond capacity from her own pussy juices. And best of all, she’d just had the climax of a lifetime as two men sucked, licked, and stroked her to release without even taking their clothes off. Why had she never come with Laurel before now? The two amazingly sexy men next to her would be hard to leave behind. If she ever decided to leave, that was. While the stage show was very shocking, she was ready to forego it and leave with the two of them to enact a multitude of fantasies that had sprung up in her mind since sitting down in this booth. Onstage, the woman released the other man’s cock from her mouth. She straightened up and kissed the man whose cock she’d just been sucking. They kissed passionately for several minutes as the man at her back fucked her ass slowly and steadily. It was mesmerizing to watch. And it made her want more sex. The blonde broke the kiss with the man, and he continued to kiss her throat. Soon he trailed kisses to her breasts and suckled each one gently. He reached between her legs and likely fingered her clit. She cried out and lifted her head to the ceiling, panting and moaning. Soon, he straightened and pressed his body to hers. The man behind her stopped moving and braced her. She elongated her body to allow

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the man she’d been kissing to pierce her pussy with his cock in one long stroke. Now she was filled with two cocks. Doubly penetrated. The woman’s head tilted back as if she were in ecstasy. She likely was. Olivia lowered her lids and imagined what it might be like to have Dalton and Wade each with a cock buried to the hilt in her body. She then shuddered in ecstasy. She couldn’t wait. She’d consider doing it now if it were allowed, but sensed this wasn’t the venue. The Stadium was the right place and time. It would happen tomorrow night. Again, Olivia couldn’t wait. The beat of the music in the room suddenly changed and slowed down a bit. The two men onstage seemed to take that musical shift as the cue to start moving in and out of her. One man pulled his huge cock out and then went right back in. Then the other man did the same. It was hypnotic to watch the seemingly seesaw rhythm of the seductive act. The blonde was moaning with each thrust and retreat. Watching the stage and the trio performing a wicked sex act should have shocked her. Olivia just wanted more sex. The more she watched, the more she wished the three of them were alone so she could try that position out herself. Tomorrow’s Stadium show couldn’t come fast enough for her. Her pussy clenched and released with each thrust she watched onstage. She reached out and her hand landed on Dalton’s stiff cock. He grunted, then smiled in her direction. She grabbed him and squeezed. Then she reached out and found Wade’s lap and repeated the process with his cock. He also groaned and turned to look at her. She squeezed and released each of them at the same time. If she were bolder, she’d reached down their pants and stroke bare flesh. The only thing that stopped her was her position. Could she even do it with her arms at this angle?

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She decided to try. Dalton’s cock was easier to reach because it was her right hand. He sucked in a deep breath and practically growled as she stroked the immense hard-on he sported. She grabbed Wade’s bare cock, which was also huge, and squeezed. He pulsed in her hand and groaned again in her ear. Carefully, Olivia stroked up and down each of their rigid cocks at the same time. Their reaction was priceless, and she figured they might stop her, but it took a long while. Wade put a hand over hers first, stilled her movement, and whispered, “Fuck, I’m about to come.” Dalton also stopped her the moment Wade spoke. “Me too.” Olivia removed her hands and whispered, “Guess I better suck you off then so we don’t ruin any clothing.” Without further notice, she bent her head to Wade’s lap. She made fast work of his belt buckle, zipper, and boxers. The second she wrapped her mouth around his cock, the trio onstage started making lots of noise. His hand started stroking her hair faster and faster. She deepthroated him once. He stiffened against the booth and he grunted, quietly releasing a salty spray against the back of her throat. Dalton whispered, “Fuck, that’s sexy to watch.” She removed her mouth from Wade and immediately put her focus on Dalton’s lap. She unbuckled, unbuttoned, and unzipped him quickly. The trio onstage sounded like they had reached a crescendo. Olivia didn’t care. She wanted to bring Dalton off. He didn’t stop her. She bent to his humongous cock and sucked him deeply inside her mouth. He made sexy noises with each suck. She heard the stage performers wind down. They were breathing hard. She could hear them over the intercom in the room. Olivia didn’t think she had much time left, but then again, it wasn’t like anyone would look twice at her giving Dalton a blow job.

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Would they? Her understanding of this club was all about exhibitionism and voyeurism. She hoped she didn’t get caught, but it wasn’t like the club would kick her out for inappropriate behavior. She didn’t even slow down when the light came back up. She continued to suck him as she heard ambient noises of people around them stirring to leave. Would they catch her? Would they care or just stop to watch her suck him dry? Either way her pussy gushed with excitement. “Fuck,” Dalton said. He grunted and came in a steady blast of cum against the back of her tongue. The salty, sweet flavor of him coated her throat. She swallowed hard twice, and then lifted her mouth off of him. Her pussy pulsed again like a star about to go supernova. Olivia wanted sex. She wanted a cock in her body as soon as possible. She wanted that right now and heaven help anyone who stopped her. “How can I get these impressive cocks into my pussy tonight?” she asked.

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Chapter Three Elated that further sex was obviously on the table for discussion, Dalton quickly answered her question. “Easy. Let’s go back to our place tonight. We will gladly oblige you. Repeatedly, if you want.” She smiled. “Excellent. Is your place very far away?” “No. Twenty minutes or so. Or if you prefer, we’ll get a room at the hotel down the street. That would be even faster.” She tilted her head to one side as if to consider. “The hotel down the street is a really nice place. And it’s so close. If we headed there, we wouldn’t have to wait very long to make all my penetration fantasies come true.” Dalton had his phone out and was speed-dialing the hotel down the street in a flash. He definitely wanted to make all her fantasies come true as soon as possible. The hotel answered, and in less than a minute he had a suite waiting for them at the Ryder Hotel. “Let’s go,” he said. She stood and crossed her arms over her bare breasts. No one else would care, but she wasn’t used to their lifestyle yet. Wade helped her re-dress and get zipped back into her sexy blue dress. Dalton hated to see her spectacular breasts covered up. But now he couldn’t wait to unwrap them later. Relaxed from head to balls due to the stupendous surprise blow job, Dalton still felt like he could go another three rounds minimum before he might start to get enough of the luscious Olivia tonight. He would want her tomorrow, too.

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Wade had to talk to one of the members about something. There was a scheduled meeting already arranged. Apparently, Wade hadn’t held high hopes of finding a companion tonight, either, or he never would have set up a meeting directly after tonight’s show. Wade told them to go ahead on to the hotel and get started and that he’d be over very soon. His tone was a bit peevish. Dalton was certain he’d hear grumbling later on. Another reason as to how he knew Wade hadn’t expected to find a woman tonight. They were new to this club and both admittedly liked it. However, they had become more circumspect recently with the women they involved themselves with. Olivia was a welcome surprise. After a quick drive in his car and an even faster check-in, they were entering the hotel suite less than fifteen minutes later. On the elevator ride up, Dalton texted Wade with the room number and told him he’d left a key for him at the front desk. They stepped inside the luxury suite, and he let her take it in. Even though he wanted to strip her naked and fuck her on the marble entryway to get the sexual portion of the evening started, he allowed her to take a breath and glance around. Olivia looked around the opulent room and asked, “Do you do this very often?” “What’s that?” “Call up a swanky hotel and get a room for a quickie with someone you’ve just met.” Dalton moved very close to her. He slid his arm around her waist and kissed her cheek. “What would ever give you the idea we were here for a quickie, love? With Wade’s help, I’m planning on fucking you to several screaming orgasms until your voice is as raw as your pussy.” Her eyes widened. So did her pupils. “That’s just so blatantly sexy.” She blinked with exaggeration. “Does anyone ever turn you down?” He narrowed his eyes. “What do you mean?”

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A timid smile shaped her lips. She inhaled once close to his neck. “I mean that I merely breathe in the air around you and I want to beg you to fuck me until I can’t move. I wondered if that happens to you a lot with other women. Do they fall prone at your feet and beg for time in a hotel room?” “No. Actually not. And quite truthfully, you’re the first in quite a while that I’ve even wanted to bother with sexually.” Her brow quirked up as if in disbelief. “Really? I find that hard to believe.” She started to pull away, but he stopped her. Their gazes met. “Do I look like the type of man that would allow just anyone into my bed?” She shrugged. “Well, you are after all, a man,” she said quietly. She gazed into his eyes with amusement. He wanted her with every fiber of his being. A timid smile shaped her lips once more. He’d never had such a strong and visceral reaction to a woman before. He liked it, and he liked her. Then the meaning of her quiet statement finally registered and soaked into his lust-addled brain. He laughed. “I’ll give you that. Most men are weak, horny fools, ready to bury their prick in the nearest available pussy. Trust me when I tell you that I’m not like that. I don’t fuck just anyone or everyone.” He squeezed her tighter in his arms. Their locked gaze hadn’t broken. A sudden and wistful smile shaped her lips. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to insult you. I just wanted you to know I think you smell great and that you have quite an impact on me.” “Good. That’s excellent. In return, I wanted you to know that I’m not a randy man whore.” She laughed. “Duly noted.” The door opened suddenly and Wade came strolling in. “You two don’t even have your clothes off yet. I figured I’d miss the first two rounds at least.”

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Dalton couldn’t seem look away from her to acknowledge his best friend. Although, she had already broken their stare. “We’ve been getting to know each other. She thinks I smell good, and I let her know I don’t fuck every open pair of legs offered.” Wade snorted. “That’s the truth.” He then rolled his eyes. “He’s actually very conservative where women are concerned.” Then he paused. “Not that I’m a man whore, either.” Olivia turned to Wade as he approached. “I have no doubt.” “Why?” “Because a beautiful woman walked by while we were seated at the bar and initially staring at each other. You didn’t even try to look at her.” He smiled. “There were other women there? I didn’t notice.” Olivia laughed and murmured, “Good answer.” She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply once more near his shoulder. Another dreamy look crossed her lovely face. “What about you, Wade? Do women follow you home in the wake of your utterly mouthwatering, masculine scent?” Wade’s mouth parted a bit. He stared into her eyes and then seemed to register the meaning of her words. Dalton thought Wade might blush at the compliment. “I’ve never had anyone think I’m mouthwatering before.” “Well, you are.” Olivia buried her face in his chest and took another deep breath. “Between the two of you, it’s a wonder I don’t climax with each breath I take.” She pulled back and stared into Wade’s face. Wade didn’t waste any time. He pushed his mouth against her upturned face and kissed her lips like he wanted to keep her forever. Dalton watched for a second or two then slid in behind her and kissed the back of her neck. He pulsed with the desire to please her again. Plus, he couldn’t wait to sink his cock deeply into Olivia for the first time. Whatever position she chose was fine, but for the first time, he wanted to watch

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her face as he thrust his cock into her pussy for that very initial contact. He knew it seemed corny, but he wanted to save double penetration for tomorrow night. They’d watch another performance at the Stadium and then reenact it in their private box. He wanted to leave that for the grand performance. Maybe they could get to their box early. Perhaps she’d allow them to fuck her before, during, and after the scheduled performance. Clay had discovered a way to turn the glass clear in their private box, so if they wanted to, they could allow others in the club to watch them. He wondered if Olivia would object to that. Given her lack of modesty at the meet and greet event earlier tonight, Dalton didn’t think it would be a problem. He hoped not. He wanted to show her off. He wanted to fuck her until she screamed in front of the others in the club. Dalton nibbled the back of her neck again and then tugged the zipper of her dress down all the way to the crack of her ass. The silky fabric fell off her shoulders and caught between her and Wade’s embrace. They kissed and kissed and kissed, and Dalton’s cock throbbed repeatedly just watching them. He pushed his unruly cock into the cheek of her ass and pressed hard to stem his lust. She moaned against Wade’s mouth and pulled away. Her dress fell to her waist revealing her luscious, perfect breasts. In this light he could see them better. Rose-tipped nipples jutted out to hard points. Wade glance down at them. Dalton reached around and covered her peaks with his palms. He massaged her soft breasts and soon tugged at each nipple. Wade pulled her dress the rest of the way off her hips. The fabric pooled around her spike heels. Shoes were the only other thing she wore besides a skimpy pair of panties. Wade fell to his knees and buried his face between her legs. “You are the one who smells good.” He pulled her panties off carefully over her shoes one leg at a time without tripping her. He then pushed his

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mouth against her pussy. Dalton noticed she’d left her heels on. Excellent. She looked down and watched him work between her legs. Dalton looked over her shoulder to watch, as well. He knew the second that Wade found her clit because she jumped like she’d been pinched. Wade’s hands rested on her thighs and Dalton’s covered her breasts. Her head fell back on his shoulder as Wade licked her and Dalton played with her nipples. Olivia started making sexy little noises. Dalton kissed her beneath one ear. He called out to Wade, “Don’t let her come yet. I want to have my cock buried in her pussy the next time she does.” Wade pulled away immediately, and Olivia slumped in his arms. He stood up and kissed his way slowly up her body until he made it to her mouth. Once there, he framed her face with gentle fingertips, and kissed her lips quickly. Soon, he replied, “Then we let her recover for a few minutes before I do the exact same thing.” Olivia sighed. “No double penetration tonight?” She sounded disappointed. Dalton smiled to himself thinking how the anticipation would build for all three of them before tomorrow night. Dalton wrapped his arms around her naked middle. “No. We’ll just stretch you in preparation for tomorrow night. Then we’ll initiate you in our private box at the Stadium.” He continued to play with her nipples. Wade released her and stepped away. Dalton moved his hands to reveal her breasts so Wade could see her entire body. His gaze started at her face, went all the way down to the high-heeled shoes and back up again. “It’s like we hit the jackpot,” he murmured. “I don’t even know what to do first.” “Sex,” Olivia said. “I want sex.” He and Wade locked gazes for a moment. “Then let’s head to the bedroom, shall we, love?” Dalton moved to one side, scooped his arm around her waist, and propelled her toward the bedroom.

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He hadn’t been in this room before, but a friend at the club had mentioned it. Dalton hadn’t expected it to be available, but was very grateful he’d been able to obtain it for the night. The opulent master bedroom came with an oversized, four poster bed that was centered on a platform. There were four stairs like concentrically smaller platforms surrounding the bed leading up to the grand king bed centered atop it. There was a circular canopy ring holding what looked like half a mile of filmy fabric which was then draped over the bulk of the bed. The bed looked like it was practically floating in midair amidst a fluffy white cloud bank. “Wow,” she said as they walked through the double doors. “This is like a whole other celestial plane of existence.” “No kidding. I can’t wait to get up there.” She turned in his arms and stopped him. “First, you need to take off some clothing. Just leave the masculine scent, please.” Dalton and Wade stripped faster than they’d ever done so before. Clothes soon flew through the air. Together they ascended the stairs and climbed onto the plushest bed he’d ever graced with his body. He needed to find out where the hotel got this bed and have one crafted for their own personal use. To make love to an angel like Olivia, he’d want a bed like this permanently in his new home. Before climbing the stairs, Dalton and Wade put condoms on from their wallet stash. He had two more, and hoped it would be enough for the evening. Olivia moaned as she glided across the silky soft sheets on her hands and knees. “This is sumptuous.” Dalton followed close behind watching her beautiful ass all the way. Wade was next to him as they climbed to join her on the lush surface. Once she’d made it to the center of the bed, she flipped over to her back. Her strawberry blonde hair a riot of color against the light

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sheets, Olivia looked like a goddess ready to grant all their sexual wishes. “Seriously, I really don’t know where to start,” Dalton said as he crawled across the bed. “Should I lick you everywhere, kiss you everywhere, or just fuck you blindly until I hear climactic screaming from your lips?” “Just fuck me blindly,” she answered immediately. Wade pressed his body against her side. Dalton moved between her open legs. He lowered his head and kissed along her inner thigh until the scent of her pussy made him intoxicated for a taste. He looked up the length of her body to see Wade and Olivia kiss. He caressed her breasts, tugging at her nipples. She had begun to moan as Wade touched her. Dalton kissed his way to her clit. He planted his mouth over her pussy lips and took a deep taste of her musky essence. Her hips shifted, pushing into his mouth repeatedly as he licked and savored her for a few minutes. Soon he kissed his way up to her belly button. Dalton focused back to between her legs. He wanted to drive his cock to the hilt inside her willing body. He shifted to his knees and grabbed her thighs. Sliding them halfway up his legs, he then centered his cock at the entrance to her hot, wet pussy. Her spike-heeled shoes rested on the coverlet next to his legs. Wade moved one hand back and forth across her chest playing with first one nipple and then the other as they continued to kiss. Dalton watched for a few seconds before he reached down and fingered her clit. She and Wade broke the seductive kiss and turned to watch him. If she was surprised he was ready to fuck her, she didn’t show it. She smiled, and he swore he heard singing. Dalton pushed his cock forward into her body. She watched him as he watched her reaction. He moved steadily, inch by glorious inch, inside the tight, slick nirvana of her pussy. He sped forward the last bit to fully seat himself.

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She was breathing hard before he pushed all the way inside. A smile formed on her lips. Her gaze didn’t waver from his. Dalton pulled back and slammed his cock inside her pussy again. She moaned and her eyes narrowed as if passionately moved by his sudden aggressiveness. So he did it again. And again. And again. Each hard thrust made her expression soften and become more and more satisfied. He gripped her hips and stroked even faster. Harder. She cried out a little each time the tip of his cock hit the end of her pussy. Wade reached down between their slick bodies and started fingering her clit. This action also moved her hips against his strokes. She screamed a little bit louder each time the end of his cock struck deeply inside her body. Her expression was sublime. The sound of each shriek was so amazingly sexy that it prompted him to increase the speed of his thrusts yet again. The tight sheath of her pussy squeezed his cock and made each stroke feel like his last before letting go for the climax of a lifetime. Sheer willpower alone kept him from letting go. He wouldn’t. He wanted to watch her face contort in pleasure when she came. He wanted to feel her orgasm clench his shaft with rhythmic pressure before allowing himself exquisite release. Dalton plunged his cock deeply into her pussy again and again. He was on the very brink of release. His balls ached with need. Suddenly, Olivia sucked in a breath and her body stiffened. He thrust inside as far as he could go and her climax tightened blissfully around his cock. A high-pitched wail of satisfaction emitted from her lips. At the exact same time, a spiral of saturating climax flowed through his body. Dalton pistoned his cock forward into her silken, grasping depths one last time. He threw his head back and roared as the orgasm, the likes of which he’d never felt before, spun out of his cock.

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It was a wonder his condom didn’t burst into flames as he pumped those last few strokes. Waves of pleasure wracked his body. He fell forward and flattened himself on her quaking body. He glanced over at Wade as he tried to remember how to breathe. Wade’s gaze rested on Olivia’s face. He’d never seen his friend so taken. His subdued expression was one of supreme infatuation. Dalton found it hard to blame him. After the blow job in the club, Dalton figured his climax would be more elusive, and not as powerful. He’d been woefully mistaken. If anything, the oral sex had merely been a tasty appetizer to this supremely satisfying main course fuck. He couldn’t wait for dessert. Wade cleared his throat, which was when Dalton realized his arm was still caught between them. He withdrew, rolled to the side and onto his back and waited to regain enough strength to move again. It was all he could do just to keep breathing. “You wear me out, love.” “Ditto.” Her voice was light as if with a sigh of pleasure. Wade snuggled up closer to her other side. “Let me know when you’ve recovered, because I’d also like a chance to rock your world.” Olivia nodded. “I’m ready. Rock my world.” She challenged Wade with a smile. She then eased up onto her elbows, leaned her head back, and started breathing normally. Dalton kissed Olivia’s cheek, rolled off the bed carefully, and went to the bathroom. When he got back a few minutes later, Olivia was on her hands and knees and Wade was dipping his fingers into her pussy and spreading the juice across her anal hole. The action so fucking sexy, his cock snapped to attention again as if the greedy beast hadn’t been satisfied in a month instead of only a few minutes ago. “How many fingers should I use to stretch her ass with, Dalton? Two or three?” Wade asked.

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Chapter Four Olivia blinked a couple times at the mention of two or three fingers. How about just one to start out. I’m new at this. Then again, she was the one whining about no double-penetration sex until tomorrow night. On hands and knees, she still wore her spike-heeled shoes. Wade asked her to leave them on when she’d been ready to pitch them onto the floor. “Two, definitely,” Dalton responded. Wade’s fingers dipped into her pussy to gather moisture. He then slathered her rear hole with her pussy juice. There was certainly plenty of it gushing freely after the interlude with Dalton. Speaking of which, he soon climbed back on the bed and slid his head beneath hers. She bent forward, lowering her arms, and kissed his beautiful lips. It was quite salacious to kiss the man who’d just fucked her as a second man warmed her up for even more sexual activity. In fact, it was positively scandalous. And shockingly, Olivia loved every second of it. The room was decorated like a dreamscape with the diaphanous curtains cascading from the ceiling around the large, elevated bed. She felt like a princess stolen away from her regular life, put in a beautiful tower, only to be lured into surprise bliss in the form of two amazing men taking turns sending her into rapturous delight. She’d never forget this weekend. It would sustain her in the future. Then she wondered if only this single weekend with these two extraordinary men would be enough to appease her curiosity over this

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sexy, unexpectedly fascinating lifestyle. Perhaps she should consider future discreet meetings. Wade’s wide fingers pushed at her rosette and he whispered, “Relax, let me push inside to stretch you out.” He didn’t penetrate her just yet, but just massaged the area, pushing more juice into her hole. The very idea excited her to no end. “Are you about to take me there?” Perhaps he was about to change his mind. Her libido stood up and did a little dance of joy at the prospect of double-penetration sex sooner rather than later. “No. I’m saving it for tomorrow night at the Stadium event. I just want you stretched a bit first before pushing my cock into virgin territory later on. And, FYI, I’ll just start with one finger for now. No need to overstretch you out of the gate.” His single finger invaded her rear channel slowly and surely. In and out, he moved carefully. One finger felt pretty large to her virgin space. She pushed out a breath as the dark, decadent feeling of his anal penetration saturated her desire. She truly wanted this. She couldn’t wait until tomorrow. Wade pushed in and out with a single digit several times before eventually adding another finger. Two fingers shoved in her ass was twice as wicked. She felt overstretched initially, but it felt entirely too good not to want his cock there. The anticipation of double penetration vibrated her desire to extremes. The memory of Dalton’s humongous cock filling her pussy only moments ago joined with the expectation of Wade’s wide cock filling her ass at the Stadium event tomorrow. Her eyes had closed as she relaxed and allowed Wade to slowly finger-fuck her ass. The feeling of his wide fingers sliding in and out of her rear channel was alien and yet so sexy. She really wanted to try both of their cocks inside her body right now. Just as she was barely used to two wide fingers spreading her ass, he whispered, “Let’s try three.” A burning pressure suddenly lit the

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space between her ass cheeks. She sucked in a deep breath and clenched down on his invading fingers. “Relax,” he murmured. The invasive feeling between her butt cheeks increased, but she did her best to unclench and allow his intrusion. Dalton suddenly reached out and tugged one of her nipples between his fingertips. The sensation of pleasure curled all the way from nipple to clit. And the bite of pressure from Wade’s threefingered entry was eased a bit. “And now for some cock.” Wade left his fingers unmoving, but they were already pushed deep inside, widening her ass. He pushed the ample head of his cock against the entrance of her pussy. He poked his cock a little ways inside and the rapturous pressure built to crazy, sexy levels. He pierced inside her body again hard and fast until his cock almost bounced at the end of her slick pussy. Dalton tugged at her other nipple and a pulse of desire rocketed down her spine. Wade’s cock didn’t slow down. He fucked her hard and fast. With the addition of his fingers buried in her ass, the full sensation was almost overwhelming. Dalton moved so his head was beneath one breast. He pulled her shoulders down, latched on, and sucked her nipple hard. Another bolt of lust went straight to her busy pussy. Wade fucked her harder and harder. The angle of his thrusts pounded deeply. A frenzy of desire rushed along her veins, making her limbs weak. Her arms and legs trembled with fresh passion as he moved inside her body hard and fast. She wanted to come. Dalton wove his fingers into her hair as he sucked urgently on one nipple and then the other. Wade kept up the fast strokes, licking her insides with pleasure after each hard thrust. Dalton’s other hand suddenly shot between her legs. His fingers immediately found her clit and rubbed with sensuously furious intent.

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There was something to be said for having two men bent only on her ultimate pleasure. The speed of Wade’s cock thrusts increased. The pressure of his fingers in rear hole intensified. With Dalton’s hand and mouth driving her desire to insane levels, the third orgasm of the evening—the one that Olivia thought she wouldn’t have—roared through her sexintoxicated body. She stiffened as raw, wild pleasure raged through her limbs. Her back arched and broke the seal of Dalton’s mouth against her nipple. She sucked in a deep breath and shrieked into the musky, sexsaturated air around them. “Fuck. You feel so crazy good.” Wade growled suddenly, as if her orgasm had also incited his release. Dalton shifted from beneath her as Wade collapsed on her back. They both flattened on the bed, breathing hard. “My God, you wring me out, woman,” Wade said before carefully extracting his fingers and his cock from her sated body. He exited the bed, but Olivia couldn’t move. Dalton stroked her sweat-slicked back with light fingertips. “You are so unexpected,” he said quietly. She turned her head to face him. “In a good way?” Olivia thought his tone sounded serious. “Definitely in the best way possible.” The tips of his fingers brushed along her spine from neck to ass cheek and back again. When Wade returned, he snuggled up to her on the other side of the bed. He kissed her shoulder and her cheek gently. “So what do you think?” Wade asked. “Still interested in doublepenetration sex tomorrow night?” She opened her eyes and lifted her head. “Absolutely.” Staring into his amazing blue-eyed gaze, Olivia was a bit mesmerized. It was also the pervasive emotion running freely through her body, mind, and soul. She added, “I think you two have bewitched me. I’ll never be the same.”

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“That’s good, right?” Wade asked. He pushed a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled. “I’m not sure yet. I don’t want to give you big heads, but believe me when I tell you tonight was the best sex I’ve ever had. Ever. In my entire life. I mean it. This has been a whole new level of sexual satisfaction for me. I don’t want to move. Which is good. Because I don’t know that I could just yet anyway.” Wade chuckled. “Boneless and sated, then? Good. I’m very happy to hear that.” She turned to look at Dalton. His expression was filled with the sort of male pride only a sexual compliment can bring about. The sardonic smirk lifting one corner of his mouth was so sexy, she wanted to lick it away and then draw her tongue over every inch of his body. If she only had any strength left. “I’m looking forward to tomorrow night. If I regain the use of my limbs by then.” Dalton’s smirk turned into a beautiful, toothy grin of satisfaction. “You’re young. I’m sure you’ll snap back very soon.” “I’m glad you’re sure. We haven’t even had double-penetration sex yet, and I can’t imagine better sex than we’ve already had. I’ve been looking forward to being doubly fucked.” Wade said, “So, does that mean you liked the taste I gave you with my fingers?” She turned her head back to his pensive face and said, “I loved it. Truly.” Olivia’s sexually satisfied brain was having a hard time thinking about a future without these men as a part of it. She couldn’t make trips out to the Western US a very regular part of her soon-to-be very demanding life, but perhaps this wouldn’t be their one and only time together. She mentally stopped in her tracks. Openly wanting to share two men on a regular basis was a very dangerous thought to have, given her constraints. This was supposed to be a onetime, wild weekend of

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lust and sex. Not a coming out party to find a husband. Or two. Or to regularly participate in their admittedly unbridled lifestyle. She needed to remember that. Wade stroked her skin with his wide, callused hands. The sensation sent tingles spiraling down her body. She loved that he was a working man with the hardened hands to show for it. He was what she considered a real man, unlike many in her circle of peers back home. “I’m glad I caught you at the exit door before you left.” “Believe me. So am I.” She stretched and lengthened her body as he continued stroking. “Why did you leave, anyway?” Her shoulders lifted and dropped. “No one made me want to take my clothes off.” Wade grinned. “I made you want to strip naked? Awesome.” “Well, not exactly. I just meant that I didn’t feel any spark with anyone else. All the men were very nice. They were very easy to talk to…” She trailed off, unable to further articulate her feelings without feeling like she was putting down the men of the club. “But no all-important spark of lust, is that right?” Dalton asked. “Right. Lust. It’s a very important attribute, as it turns out.” “I understand that,” he said with that sardonic smile resting on his hard, handsome features. Olivia rolled over onto her back. Wade rested his hand on her belly. He slid it to her hip and left it there. Dalton, on his side facing her, put his forearm across her breasts and anchored his hand on her shoulder. She felt cherished by them. She felt worthy of their attention. Until now, she’d never felt that sense of common satisfied connection with any other man after sex. Feeling this way about two different men was astounding. She liked it. Before drifting off to sleep, she glanced first at Wade and then at Dalton. Two incredibly handsome men, that she had no business thinking about in any permanent role, had touched her soul. They certainly put her gratified libido in its happy place. Was she ruined for

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any future men? Perhaps she was. That was probably a good thing. Because even if she could find someone else to gratify her as they had done tonight, she wouldn’t have time for much in the way of private sexual time back home. And it wouldn’t be the same without Dalton and Wade anyway. She was here to have fun this weekend and then return to her very important responsibilities back East. But her mind drifted back to the idea of possible future trips out here. Perhaps a lavish weekend a couple times a year could be arranged. If these two men would be her lovers, then she’d consider it. The three of them snuggled together in postsexual bliss. Well, it was bliss for her, anyway, and they didn’t seem unhappy. Her mind wandered a bit, thinking about how vastly different her life was compared to where she was right now. Olivia was poised to be the new CEO of her family’s vast business enterprise. She’d signed the papers earlier in the week. Her official first day was after this weekend. The initial family wealth had been accumulated from a very lucrative shipping business, and then later a successful import and export business had been added to increase the coffers tenfold. Over the years, her collective ancestors had diversified the family holdings to the impressive standings they now enjoyed. In the past twenty years or so, not many companies had been able to compete or measure up to their success. Many had come forward to attempt mergers, but it was never in the company’s best interest to do so. Her grandfather, the current leader of the family’s extensive business interests, had many old-fashioned ideas about how the company should be run, both now and going forward. And he would always offer his opinion whether she wanted it or not. Usually, she did not. But he’d trusted her enough to put his faith in her abilities and sign over the leadership role. He’d decided long ago that she should take the reins of the company, but he had also wanted her to marry someone to help her do

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it. Subtle digs as to her unmarried state had come up more than a few times in the last several years. How could she have a family of her own if she was the head of a busy company? So she changed the subject whenever it was brought up, because she didn’t want a family. She hadn’t mentioned her feelings to her grandfather because she knew he simply wouldn’t understand. If she ever married, it would likely be as a merger for business reasons, as archaic as that sounded. Olivia had never longed for children or even a traditional life as her mother had. She wanted to work. She loved the family firm. She was about to take over and run it the way she wanted to. There were important changes on the horizon. If she had her way that was. Once she was officially put in charge of things next week, she planned to shake things up. She’d need her focus completely centered for the undertaking she planned. The company was long past due for a big overhaul in the form of critical modernization. Old-fashioned values and work ethics, along with a lack of updating their systems, just weren’t working anymore. She would face opposition regarding her plans, of course, but after this weekend, filled with loads of gratification, she expected to win all her arguments. She would go in stress free and invigorated. She would carefully lay out the needed improvements to move the company onward and upward. As lovely as this unbridled lifestyle was, Olivia wasn’t looking for a permanent life with these men, although the amazing sex made her definitely consider her short-term future options, and regular annual treks out West to feed her libido properly.

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Chapter Five Dalton woke later in the night surprised he’d slept at all. His mind was alive with possibilities for the coming weekend with Olivia. Having not expected to find such a gem of a woman in the selection this year, Dalton hadn’t given much thought to any activities beyond the obvious meet and greet and the Stadium event tomorrow night. He’d spent more time thinking about how to force himself to enjoy the coming weekend with whatever woman they would have settled for. But this time they hadn’t had to settle. Olivia was perfect. He wondered how much they should try to involve themselves with her. Would she like to see the DRMC property? Would she want to see the private property they were building their home on? Staring at her, he suddenly realized he didn’t know much more than her first name, what made her come, and the gratifying sounds she made when she did. Not bad information, but certainly not all he’d need going forward. The idea that he didn’t even know her last name, where she was from, or what she did for a living crossed his mind briefly, but just as soon as it came in, it exited. He didn’t care. At least not for right now. He’d find out what he needed to know eventually. Probably tomorrow. In the past, he and Wade had always been very careful not to give out too much personal information about themselves. Wade hadn’t come from money, but he sure had shitload of it now. He’d earned every penny he had from the sweat of his own labor. Dalton admired

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his best friend for the struggles and sacrifices he’d made over the years to become the success he was now. Meanwhile, Dalton had grown up in what he considered a very lower-to-middle-class household. Their lives had not been extravagant, but they always had a roof over their heads and enough food to eat. Although this was not the life he could have been raised in. Not by a long shot. Dalton’s father had come from a very wealthy and extremely influential family. He had grown up in an exceedingly privileged lifestyle. But his father gave up the family money and all the prestige associated with it when he met Dalton’s mother. After he turned his back on the haughty family who raised him in favor of marrying for love, his family hadn’t been pleased. They had ostracized him and cut off all communications. Dalton’s father had few regrets over this estrangement, but did miss his mother. He contacted her one year and she had been delighted to invite him back after a fifteen-year absence. So at the age of twelve, during a first-ever reunion to bring Dalton and his siblings to meet his father’s family, Dalton had overheard something he’d never forgotten. His grandfather pulled his father into the large den and given a long-winded lecture with references to his prodigal son returning. He then demanded that Dalton’s father immediately abandon his unsuitable, low-class wife and poorly bred, unkempt ragamuffin children to return to the life he was born to. He wanted him to find a more suitable wife and join the family business because it was a birthright he’d long neglected in favor running away to be with that woman. Dalton remembered that it was the first time he’d ever heard his father say the F-word. And he’d said it several times in several variations during the ensuing screaming argument. Dalton had pressed a single eye against the crack in the open door to watch the subsequent verbal battle, keeping his body still and his ears wide to listen for anyone passing by that might catch him eavesdropping. His father hadn’t argued for very long. His parting words lived in

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Dalton’s memory. “We will never agree on this matter. I absolutely refuse to abandon my family. Stop asking me to.” “They aren’t worth your devotion,” his grandfather had responded coldly. “How would you know that? You’ve barely bothered to speak to them, let alone get to know them.” “Please. They are a waste of my precious time when I can just as easily tell by watching. They have too much of their classless, trailertrash mother in them.” “You are a hateful, fucking old man. This visit was obviously a mistake. We are leaving, and we won’t be back.” “Good riddance to bad rubbish.” Dalton scrambled away from the door after watching his father turn on his heel to exit the room. If his father had seen him, Dalton never knew it. His father immediately packed the family up and they’d departed the premises without further ado. His last vision of that trip was of his grandmother, hand fisted around a hankie against her mouth, crying on the front veranda steps outside of the opulent home. Given the disastrous first meeting with his father’s haughty family, Dalton had also chosen not to participate in the lifestyles of the rich and snotty. Even though he’d been given an opportunity the day he turned eighteen, Dalton declined to respond to the demanding summons from his paternal grandfather regarding a possible business opportunity. The scene from his childhood had still been so clear in his mind, as it was the first time he’d ever heard his father raise his voice or curse. And it was also the last time they’d ever gone as a family to visit his father’s disdainful relatives. Dalton hadn’t missed any of them, with one very special exception. A singular family member who was genuine and not condescending or callous about his father’s life choices, but kept a

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secret line of communication open to his father and eventually to Dalton, as well. Wade knew about his past, of course, but Dalton didn’t share his family history with just anyone. There were so many with secondary agendas of a financial nature, he feared if anyone knew he was part of “those Rourkes,” that he would be sought out repeatedly for his connections. With membership in the DRMC all the background checks of any potential sexual partners were already taken care of for them. Clay was in charge of security. In fact, he was over-the-top extreme in his efforts to keep out those who might be difficult. Dalton knew he didn’t need to worry about any security issues. Clay would have taken care of that already or Olivia wouldn’t have been allowed into the meet and greet in the first place. The dim lights in the room didn’t illuminate too much, but he did have a good view of Olivia’s lovely face. Dalton watched her sleep for a few minutes, his mind racing and wondering about the possibilities after this weekend. It was foolish to assume she wanted to continue after the Stadium event, but his mind plunged forward with thoughts of showing her their partially completed home on the DRMC property. The place where one day they’d be able to marry and share a wife. He couldn’t wait. It was, in fact, the first time he’d felt this way. A cynical part of his mind slapped him one and warned against attachment of any kind. He barely knew Olivia. They were only supposed to be together for this weekend with no promised future. It was a part of the security for the annual events. Dalton inhaled deeply and exhaled. His cynical side was right. Do not pursue a stranger. A glance at her reddish blonde locks fanned across the snowy white pillow case and his cynic was pushed back into a dark corner. If he only had this weekend, he wouldn’t waste any time.

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Instead, he pondered the idea of waking up to her every single day and decided quickly that it would be an easy chore to master. Not only was she was beautiful, her free-spirited take on sex and pleasure was welcome after so many previous disappointments. He wouldn’t push her for more. He would, however, discover if she had any plans to make this lifestyle her future. Perhaps they could make arrangements to meet again even if there wasn’t an annual DRMC event scheduled. While he wasn’t opposed to finding a permanent arrangement, he and Wade had almost given up the idea of finding any woman to share this ménage lifestyle. It was as if their luck changed the moment he ran into Clay a while back. He and Clay hadn’t ever shared a woman, but he knew Clay had lived a life exactly like he and Wade had looked for. Clay had suggested they check out the Double Rider Men’s Club. The club turned out to be another amazing find. He’d known Clay long ago, and they’d recently had the occasion to reconnect and catch up. A few months later he and Wade relocated to the DRMC property and set about building a new house with the intent to eventually live the lifestyle they’d chosen. Once they found a suitable woman to share, they’d have a place tolerant of their unbridled lifestyle. Wade still worked full time at the ranch he’d bought years ago and made a very successful go of, while Dalton took a government job that he loved. The best benefit of having a government job being that the choice made his paternal grandfather particularly hostile. The old relic hadn’t forgiven either him or his father for turning their back on the family business the entire time he lived. His death a couple years ago made it easier for Dalton to visit his paternal grandmother on a regular basis, although he hadn’t seen her in a long while. The ranch Wade owned and worked also wasn’t too far away from the DRMC land. They both lived in the ranch house at Wade’s place for now. At least until construction for their home on the DRMC property was completed. Then Wade would turn over the bulk of the

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ranch work to his manager. He’d agreed to shift his focus on the leased property south of the DRMC main property. Clay envisioned having a regular dude ranch run out of the southern property. Wade promised to help make the future endeavor profitable. Wade had contracted to run the ranch there with an eye toward allowing the DRMC members a chance to try out a working ranch without owning one. Clay felt there was a large demand. Wade agreed to help make it a worthwhile venture for the members by keeping it completely separate from the DRMC. That way businesses or folks in town could rent it out for Western-themed parties or get-togethers. And the DRMC might possibly turn a profit. A cellular phone rang out like a pistol shot in the night and startled all three of them awake. Wade scrambled from bed to answer, but a second ring pierced the air. He got the phone before it rang a third time and exited the bedroom to the main living area to take the call. “What time is it?” Olivia asked in a sleepy, adorable tone. Dalton cleared his throat but still sounded gruff and coarse when he said, “Five in the morning.” Nothing happened for a minute. Then her eyes popped wide open. She rose on to her elbows. Her unfocused gaze traveled around the room finally resting on his face. She didn’t look alarmed, but he asked, “Do you remember where you are?” She nodded and a smile slid into place. “I do.” “I take it as a compliment that you haven’t run screaming from the room.” “The only screaming you’ll hear from me is when I climax.” Wade came back into the room. “Sorry. I guess they forgot I wouldn’t be at the ranch this weekend. I’m afraid I’m going to have to go take care of something.” “Is anything wrong?” Dalton asked.

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“No. I just need to sign something for receiving a purchase order.” Dalton knew he was likely being evasive on purpose to downplay the vastness of the successful ranch they owned. “Do you really own a ranch?” Olivia asked. Her tone wasn’t filled with an iota of greed, but instead the simple question of his profession. Wade’s smile of pride lit his face. “Yes. I do.” “My cousin Laurel, the one who told me about this annual event, also mentioned that many of the members in this club were ranchers.” They both nodded. Olivia looked over at Dalton and smiled. “Somehow I don’t think you are a rancher, though. You look like the type of man more comfortable in a boardroom than a cattle barn. But then again, I’m not sure you fit into a boardroom, either.” “I’m not a rancher exactly, but I co-own Wade’s ranch. That might make me a businessman, but then again I’m not a businessman in the traditional sense, either. More like a silent partner. I have a completely different profession.” “You are very fierce looking when you don’t smile. My next guess is homicide detective.” He felt his mouth shape into a smile. He wanted her to guess what his profession was. “Closer, but not quite.” Would she be summarily appalled like his father’s snotty family had been regarding the unsuitable career he’d chosen instead of being a wealthy prick? Her eyes lit up with excitement. “Tell me what you do.” “You could say I work for the government in an investigative capacity.” Dalton didn’t know what came over him. He never talked about his job. Ever. Being with Olivia made him want to share everything. One woman they dated stopped seeing them because of his job. Turned out she was wanted by the local police. She only had a rash of unpaid parking tickets, so it wasn’t like she was a serious felon, but still he’d been much more cautious about sharing his career choice since.

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He should have known she’d have the perfect reaction. “You’re a G-man? That’s most excellent. Do you have a gun?” He laughed at first then raised his eyebrows. “You already know all about my gun, love.” She reached out and cupped his balls and then stroked his growing cock. “You have a very nice package, but what about a service weapon? Do you have one of those?” He nodded. Her eyebrows went up, and her gaze then searched his pile of clothes at the base of the bed. He laughed. “Well, I don’t have it on me currently, but yes. I do carry a service weapon on occasion.” Olivia stroked her hand up to his chest. Her gaze caught his. “I can see you kicking down doors, rounding up bad guys, and sweating them in some seedy interrogation room. I’ll bet you put the fear in every criminal you catch.” “Well, aside from kicking doors down on occasion, it’s not quite as glamorous as they make it on television and in the movies.” “Still. You have a powerful aura around you that is like a presence. If I were a criminal, I’d run in fear.” “Good. I think. So if you aren’t a criminal, what do you do? Or is that classified?” She sobered and her smile faded. “It’s not a secret, I guess. Well, not exactly.” Her teeth tugged at her lower lip. “I just never expected to share personal information this weekend.” Dalton was quick to assure her. “And you still don’t have to.” He put a hand on her shoulder. “I’m sort of here to get away from my stressful and very important ‘responsibilities’ at home.” “I can certainly understand that.” Wade climbed back in bed briefly and gave her a quick kiss. “I’m used to being out of bed before the sun comes up. This morning, I’d rather lounge around, but unfortunately, I have to leave and take care

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of something. Will you forgive me for abandoning you? Trust me when I tell you, I’d rather stay here.” “Of course. We weren’t even supposed to meet again until lunch today at the Dude Ranch for a Day extravaganza planned for later at something called the southern property. Will you be there?” she asked Wade. “I wouldn’t miss it. Save me a seat and I’ll meet you two there.” Wade kissed her again. It was a longer and more involved contact this time. Dalton watched as lusty thoughts filled his mind, knowing his turn to kiss her came next. “Are you sure you don’t want to take a shower before you go? I could help scrub your back.” Wade stared at her for so long, Dalton wondered if he was about to change his mind. But the chore he needed to do must have been important. “I can’t believe I have to leave. Trust me when I say that if it weren’t essential to my ranch, I’d crawl in bed and make you scream multiple times.” “I believe you. I promise that I of all people completely understand essential responsibilities. I live by them myself.” “Thank you for being so understanding.” Wade caressed her face one last time. “No problem. See you soon.” She stroked his face in return and he backed away slowly. Dalton could tell that he truly didn’t want to leave. He offered, “I promise to be an attentive host while you’re gone.” “I have no doubt. Don’t have too much fun without me now,” Wade said as he gathered his clothing and exited the room. Dalton slipped his arms around her and squeezed. “Whatever will we do now? Here we are awake and have hours before we have to check out of our hotel room.” He planted a kiss on the back of her neck. She leaned back into him.

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“I don’t know, but can we do it in this bedroom? The decorations are like nothing I’ve ever seen before. I feel like a fairy princess.” “Sure.” Dalton wanted to hand her the world. If anyone deserved to feel like a fairy princess, she did. He made love to her once more amidst the gossamer fabric draped over them. Dalton wanted to touch her everywhere. He massaged every inch of her perfect body first, and followed by kissing every part of her dewy, soft skin. She moaned and writhed like a feline stretching in a shaft of sunlight as he worked his way down her spine to her legs. He kissed a patch of skin every few inches and also nibbled a bit as he went along. He broke away only long enough to secure a condom on his cock. He then turned her over and spread her legs slowly. The look of sleepy, quiet wonderment made his heart clench. She smiled as he came over the top of her body. Sinking his hips between her open legs he allowed his dick to rest momentarily at the entrance of her pussy. Dalton looked deeply into her eyes before he moved forward and pierced her pussy fully with his rigid cock. The seductive slide into her tight, slick body was the very definition of nirvana in his mind. He wanted to watch her but found his eyes slipping shut as he thrust inside her pussy with his insanely delighted cock again. He bent his head to latch his mouth around one nipple and slowly withdrew his dick halfway from her tight warmth. With the extra space between them, he then pushed his hand between them and found her clit. He promptly resumed his hard cock strokes into her pussy. It was so supremely snug, he wanted to release with each stroke. But Dalton managed to keep the barest edge of control on his libido. He released her breast in favor of watching her expression as he stroked her intimate folds. Again he saw a look of wonderment and awe. She had the expression of a woman on the verge of being very well satisfied. She wound her arms around his neck and met him halfway each time his cock pushed inside her taut pussy. He stroked her clit faster and

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increased the power and speed of his cock penetrating her slick, tightness. Her lips parted, and her breathing increased with each minute that passed. When her lids dipped partially closed and her back arched, he gazed with fascination as she climaxed right before his eyes with a small satisfying scream. Her pussy promptly squeezed his cock with sudden fierce intent as her orgasm milked his continuing cock strokes. He watched her still as he increased his thrusts and only closed his eyes when the gratifying release stiffened his body and claimed his attention momentarily. When his gaze found her again, she smiled with that shy little amused expression like she was surprised he could make her come. He loved her response. Loved to watch her face as she came. He would always want to make her climax screaming. Dalton buried his face against her neck and grabbed her close. He squeezed her even tighter and rolled to his back taking her with him, his cock still deeply embedded in her taut, clenching pussy. She tightened the grip of her arms around his neck, found his lips with her soft mouth, and kissed him deeply like they would never part. “You’re amazing,” she whispered against his lips when the volcanically charged kiss finally ended. “Seriously, you and Wade both take me to a whole new level of contentment. I’ve never felt anything like this before.” He pushed his mouth against her lips a few times and then whispered, “Meanwhile, I can’t decide if I want to savor you for several hours or if I want to gobble you all up in one bite like a wolf with a tasty morsel.” She giggled so sweetly that his heart melted a bit more. “If my only choices are being an all-day sucker or being a tasty morsel devoured by a big, bad wolf…I’ll likely always choose the wolf.” Dalton widened his eyes with exaggeration, growled suddenly like a hungry beast and drove his open mouth into her neck to nibble her succulent flesh as if he was a big, bad wolf about to devour her. She squealed and pretended to thrash against him at first only to then bury

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her fingertips into his hair and drag her nails across his scalp seconds later, pulling him even closer. His cock pulsed, reminding him he needed to stop and go clean up. He licked her throat once, kissed her mouth, and withdrew to the marble facilities in the opulent bathroom. He reminded himself to be on his guard against thinking that any kind of permanent relationship would result from this weekend. She was beautiful and perfect in many ways, but it was too soon to be thinking of her in any kind of enduring, long-range fashion. Wasn’t it?

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Chapter Six With a song in his heart and anticipation building at the coming day’s events, Wade pulled his SUV through the gates of the DRMC property a few minutes before noon. He still had ten minutes to make it before the Dude Ranch for a Day extravaganza was set to officially commence at the southern property. Dalton had texted him that food had been ready for thirty minutes and they were already at a table. They had saved him a seat and told him to get a plate of food and join them. He couldn’t wait to take Olivia in his arms again. The scent of her had lingered on his face all morning long from the kiss they’d shared before he left the bedroom. He reflected on the fact that for the first time ever, he and Dalton would be able to attend a semipublic event with a woman and both be able to kiss her without disapproving stares from the surrounding attendees. He loved that they’d discovered the Double Rider Men’s Club. Loved every aspect of it, from the Stadium to the friendly people involved in this shared, unusual lifestyle. Well, rather Dalton had found it through his old friend Clayton Forrester. But the experience had been life altering for Wade. He parked next to Dalton’s unremarkable G-man, four-door sedan and hopped out to head to the lunch. He waved to Dalton and Olivia before heading to get food. He noted that Olivia had changed clothes from the sultry, sexy blue dress from the night before to a more casual blouse and skirt. She still looked amazing. The smoky lure of barbecued beef steaks and succulent pork ribs filled the air as he strode across to the rustic outdoor dining area.

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Almost a hundred people were milling around or already seated at the busy, festive event. He grabbed a generous oval plate and filled it. He got saucy pork ribs, a wooden skewer of veggies, a buttery grilled ear of corn, a large slice of cornbread, and a bottle of beer before finding Dalton and Olivia seated at a red checkered tablecloth. He leaned down and kissed Olivia’s barbecue-flavored mouth before seating himself next to her. “Glad you finally made it,” Dalton said. “Me too.” His friend had a lazy, relaxed, and very happy quality flowing around him. It was so good to see Dalton in this tranquil, unstressed state. Usually his friend spent his days being a perpetual hard-ass to a continuing criminal element. It was great that he could finally relax and enjoy himself for a change. “They plan to do some roping and riding and other ranch-related fun, but Olivia said she’d rather see the northern property instead. What do you think?” “I can see roping, riding, and ranch-related stuff any day at our place. I’d rather spend a quiet day getting to know Olivia,” he responded. Silently, he did a dance of joy. The day on a ranch would normally be a good time away, but this was like visiting his day job. Soon it would be his actual day job. He’d much rather spend private time together with Olivia and Dalton. And if that lazy smile on Dalton’s face was any indication, Wade wanted to make sweet, slow love to Olivia like he obviously had earlier. They’d probably spent the morning in bed while he’d been working. Wade planned to make an effort to hear her climax this afternoon. “Good. When we finish eating, we’ll take off.” They lingered only long enough to finish their food, listen to the music from the live band playing, and give a nod of thanks in the form of a round of enthusiastic applause to Stella Hunter, the

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unofficial DRMC chef and mastermind behind the extremely good food at the luncheon. Olivia excused herself and went to another table to talk to her cousin, Laurel, who’d brought her to the annual DRMC event. Wade wanted to go thank her profusely, but didn’t. He just watched Olivia converse across several tables. He couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of her. Dalton also followed Olivia with his gaze. She chatted with the pretty blonde two tables over and out of earshot. “She probably won’t run away,” Dalton remarked in an amused tone. “Not yet, anyway.” “Well, this was only a weekend-long event. She probably didn’t expect we’d get so attached.” Wade turned to his lifelong best friend. “Are you getting attached? That’s so not like you.” “I know.” Dalton pushed out a sigh. “I must be out of my mind. But she’s just so…different from any other woman we’ve ever been with.” “True. And I really like her, too.” Wade had to hide a look of astonishment when Dalton said, “Perhaps we could invite her back to visit before another entire year goes by. That is, if she likes the Stadium event tonight.” “I’d have no problem with that.” He did another internal dance of joy. If they had even a slim chance to see her again, Wade planned to take it. Olivia’s cousin got a cell phone call and they quickly ended their conversation. As her cousin lifted the phone to her ear, Olivia headed back in their direction. Before she took two steps, she paused as one of the ranch dogs crossed right in front of her path with a couple of rib bones from someone’s plate secured between his teeth. As he ran, the obviously smart canine looked over his shoulder to see if anyone gave chase to try to take his treat away. The sound of Olivia’s musical laughter over the dog’s antics with the rib made Wade’s heart clench.

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Dalton was absolutely right. She was very special. They should make every effort to see if she wanted to come back for a future visit. Wade hadn’t thought they’d ever find anyone they could share more than a single night until joining the Double Rider Men’s Club. At least not on a permanent basis. Olivia was the first candidate in a really long time that he’d even consider wanting to see again. Too bad she was only here for the one annual event weekend. He decided to make each second of his remaining time with her count. To that end, they both stood as she approached the table. Wade was ready to leave and spend the rest of the day with her. Tonight, the Stadium event had a cocktail hour scheduled sixty minutes before the main event. He couldn’t wait to see what she wore this time. Nor could he wait to get her out of it. His heart beat sped at the anticipation of getting a naked Olivia between them in their private box. The double-penetration sex they’d foregone the night before would be all the sweeter tonight. He closed his eyes momentarily as a memory from last night of Olivia naked and enraptured in climax crossed his mind. His cock pulsed behind the zipper of his jeans, reminding him of where he wanted to take her right now. He wished to go someplace where he could make love to her as Dalton watched them. He couldn’t wait. Maybe he could convince her to get naked with him at their partially finished house. The roof was on, the outside walls were up and the studs inside already outlined the rooms, but it was still very open inside. “Want to go see where our house will be? It’s not finished yet, but the view will be spectacular from almost every room.” “Sure. I’d love to see it.” The skirt she wore ruffled in the light wind as they walked along. The fabric clung to her spectacular ass, and he pondered the notion that she likely only wore panties beneath the skirt. He further thought about getting rid of those panties briefly or maybe only pushing them aside for the ease of getting his tongue

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between her pussy lips and licking her clit. She smiled at him as if reading his mind and approving his plan. Wade tucked her arm in his and headed for his vehicle. She also grabbed Dalton’s hand. Wade expected he’d enjoy watching the sensuous tongue bath he planned for Olivia. They said their good-byes to friends and headed to where they wanted to one day find a woman willing to share their lives here in Colorado. He tried not to think about the fact that it likely wouldn’t be Olivia. Because that was a damn shame. **** Olivia took a deep breath of mountain air whistling through the unfinished house as she traversed the stairs to the second floor of Dalton and Wade’s future home. The place was finished only to the studs showing the various rooms, but she could already see that it would be a vast grand home worthy of rich ranchers. She traveled through each room and listened to them explain what the space represented, and then marveled at the breathtaking views from every window. The Rocky Mountains were quite spectacular. Her secret desire to one day live in a log cabin—when she could do what she wanted with her life—came vividly into the forefront of her mind. Having been a city girl all her life, a glimpse into this Western ranch life was interesting. In the past, she’d only contemplated a simple log cabin life, but now her fantasy would also sport some fantastic views of mountains and possibly two attractive men to attend to all her increased sexual needs. Wade stopped talking and turned to face her. He took her into his arms and hugged her tight. She secured her arms around his neck, but continued to stare out of the stunning master bedroom window view wondering what it would be like to wake up to such an amazing vista

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every morning. She mentally shook her head knowing it would never happen. Not in this lifetime. Dalton slid close behind her, and soon she was sandwiched tightly between the two men. Wade kissed her mouth with a gentleness she didn’t expect. As they kissed, his hands moved from her hips to her breasts. Soon he thumbed her nipples and sent shards of tingling delight down her spine to her gushing pussy. The kiss broke. Wade quickly unbuttoned her blouse and released the front enclosure of her bra. Her breasts spilled out into his waiting hands. He tugged at her nipples and kissed her lips once more. Each pull of his fingers sent a pulse of desire deep into the core of her body. Her pussy gushed repeatedly with each pull on the tips of her breasts. With her body on fire from his kiss and nimble fingers teasing her nipples, Olivia was about ready to launch herself onto his body, strip him nude, and have her wicked way with him as Dalton cheered them on from the sidelines. She and Dalton had discussed a lot of interesting things regarding their lifestyle earlier before leaving the hotel. She learned that voyeurism was also an important aspect of their lifestyle. “Watching Wade fuck you would be second only to fucking you myself,” he’d said with his signature deep tone. He’d hinted that it would be his sincere pleasure to watch her take the reins of control and fuck Wade especially when he didn’t expect it. Olivia was about to test the theory. Her blouse already hanging wide open, Olivia decided this would be the perfect place to instigate a sexual surprise. She moved her hands down Wade’s body until she got to his hips. Before he knew what she planned, she had his belt unbuckled, his pants unzipped and her bare hand caressing the rigid flesh of his cock beneath his boxers. His cock swelled in her hand immediately, and his body bent nearly in half when she slid her fingers around the velvet flesh of his stiff cock the first time. Wade sucked in a deep breath and asked, “What are you doing to me?”

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“I’m just trying to discover if you are as inspired by the panoramic mountain views as I am.” She squeezed his cock in her hand again, and his shaft responded with a pulse of movement. “I think you are. At least your cock is anyway.” A slow half smile formed on his sensuous lips. “I am very stirred by watching you.” “Good,” she said and pushed at his chest. He backed up a step putting a foot of distance between them with puzzlement in his expression. At least until she bent over and secured his cock in her mouth, then he understood her imminent plan. “Fuck. That feels good,” he whispered as she sucked his cock deeper between her lips. “Looks really good, too,” Dalton remarked. He pushed his hard cock against her butt cheek. His hands hooked around her hips anchoring her ass to his pelvis like a brace for the provocative, spontaneous blow job she gave Wade. She knew he wouldn’t likely turn down oral sex, but she truly wanted to push him to the wooden floor, climb on top, and ride him until they were both satisfied. She pulled her mouth from him and pushed his pants down, boxers and all, to midthigh. She then lifted the skirt she wore to show him she wasn’t wearing any panties beneath. His eyes widened and the half smile increased immediately to a full-on grin. She dropped her skirt and pointed to the floor. “Get on your back for me, Wade. I’d like to go for a ride.” Stopping only long enough to whip out a condom from his wallet and secure it to his wide cock, Wade was on his back seconds later. Dalton released his hold on her hips and leaned a shoulder against the doorframe as he watched them carefully. She turned and smiled at him, and he nodded once as if giving her approval to do what she wanted. She turned her full attention to Wade. Kneeling on the sub floor, she straddled her legs over Wade’s hips. Olivia soon mounted his

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gloriously hard cock very quickly. She lifted up carefully and then promptly lowered herself on him slowly once more. Wade’s hands had folded behind his head with a grin as she lowered herself to him again. Apparently, he was content to let her have her wicked way. The feel of his cock buried deeply gave Olivia a huge sudden rush of pleasure. She loved that he let her take control. She loved that Dalton watched them from the doorway. She was ready to speed up her gait and ride this sexy cowboy until he was spent. She braced one hand on his shoulder and reached up to one breast to finger a nipple. He watched with rapt attention. Olivia then sped up her strokes. Up and down. Up and down. She went harder and faster with each movement. As her pussy slid over his cock in one fluid move, enveloping his cock with greedy intent again and again, his eyes suddenly widened as if he realized her purpose was to make him come as fast as possible. He moved his hands from behind his head and lifted his torso off the ground to grab her arms. “Shit. I didn’t realize you wanted to race.” “I’m just very stimulated by the scenery,” she said. “Not to mention that your wide, impressive cock also moves me in sultry, imaginative ways.” She slowed her pace, but not too much. She used both hands and pushed him back down to the flat on the floor, continuing on with her fast seduction. Olivia rose and impaled herself over Wade again fast and hard. His cock seemed to grow even bigger and longer with each downward pass as she rode him. He groaned over and over again with each of the numerous strokes she gave him. Soon he lifted his torso off the ground again. His arms slid around her shoulders, clenching her tight as if he needed to hold on as she fucked him. The unfinished floorboards dug into her knees as she pumped up and down on Wade’s immense, satisfying cock. Fluid gushed readily in her pussy, easing her wild, impulsive actions and aiding her determination to fuck him as hard as possible.

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Wade eased back to the floor as she drove his cock in and out of her pussy with each movement. He stayed on his back and let her ride him like he was her own personal bucking bronco. She reached down and ripped his shirt open as a frenzy of emotion took over. She bent over, licked his nipple, and then teased the nub with the edges of her teeth. The moment she took a little bite he groaned, grabbed her hips, and drove his cock even deeper into her pussy. Olivia sat back up lifting her mouth from him. She held fast and met him halfway as he powered driving strokes of his cock deeply into her pussy. She pushed down hard meeting his energetic thrusts. The orgasm that had been building with each penetration suddenly overtook her. Olivia tilted her head back and screamed loud and long as the surprise climax washed down her limbs with a satisfying rush. Wade powered one last hard cock thrust into her pussy and growled like a beast staking his claim, and grunted out, “You’re so fucking amazing, Livvie. Jesus, I may never get enough of you.” Spent and very gratified, Olivia slid forward onto Wade’s bare chest. Her bare breasts heaved against his open shirt as she tried to catch her breath. She turned her head to one side, noticing Dalton still leaned against the doorframe. His cock was prominently outlining the space beneath his zipper and looked like it wanted to burst from his pants at the first opportunity. His eyes were riveted to the two of them on the floor still breathing hard. “Let me catch my breath and I’ll take care of that swelling you have.” Dalton’s grin widened. “Take all the time you need, love. Watching you fuck Wade just now was the newest highlight of my day. And making love to you in bed this morning in the center of all the gauzy fabric was the first highlight, in case you didn’t remember.” He winked.

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“Oh, I remember all right. The two of you certainly give me lots of opportunities to emphasize and experiment with my newfound wild sexuality.” She turned to look at Wade. He reached out and stroked her hair. Still very intimately joined, she didn’t want to move. “I’ve never been called Livvie before.” Her stiff, proper family would never think of giving her nickname. She liked it. “Get used to it. I like the name Livvie. It suits you.” He kissed her forehead hard. “I’ll be calling you that from now on.” She kissed his lips gently. “I guess I’ll let you.” When she finally caught her breath, Wade excused himself. She remained on her knees and motioned Dalton over to where she’d just fucked Wade. “Why don’t you unbuckle your belt, unzip your pants, and then come over here and demand that I suck your cock to completion,” she said with a smile. She was feeling reckless, and she’d never had anyone command her sexually, but had a secret desire to try it. She knew neither Dalton nor Wade would ever hurt her, so she felt safe in this unplanned query. The wicked half smile returned to Dalton’s face briefly as he removed his shoulder from the doorframe and approached her. By the time he loomed over her, his expression had turned powerfully dark and almost ominous. His cock, hidden by the taut fabric of his jeans, was only inches from her face. “Unbuckle me, unzip me, and suck my cock until I come,” he said in a flat, somber tone. “Now!” His commanding voice ordering her to suck him off now made her libido hit a whole new rapturous level of bliss. She’d never been ordered to do anything sexually and knew she’d found a safe place to test out her fantasies. She cleared her throat once. She then carefully unbuckled, unzipped, and slid his pants to his thighs. She gripped her hand carefully around his heavy, wide cock. Before she could put her mouth over him, Dalton reached out and grabbed the back of her

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head. His fingers slid through the strands of her hair and then gripped tightly. He pulled her mouth to his cock roughly. Olivia was so excited by his forceful action, her pussy gushed like a waterfall. When he shoved the head of his cock between her lips, her clit twitched in such desire she had to take a sudden, deep breath. She closed her mouth over the tip of his cock and ran her tongue around the edge of his cockhead. Dalton grunted and put his other hand on her head to pull her face even tighter into his groin. She widened her jaw as his cock slid further inside. Trapped against him with his cock deeply embedded in her mouth, Olivia took another deep breath in to quell her shaking, excited limbs. This was so sexy she could hardly think straight. “Suck me,” he said in that cold, unfamiliar tone, but his voice hitched ever so slightly in between the two words he spoke. The idea that he was as excited about this dark game as she was made her whole body vibrate in pleasure. She put her hands on his hips and sucked his cock further into her mouth. His wide dick hit the back of her throat, and she wiggled her tongue along the underside of his impressive cock. He made a strangled noise and pulled on her hair. He came halfway out of her mouth. Olivia gripped his bare ass cheeks and pulled him deeply between her lips once more. She licked and sucked on him with a new passion born of her desire to please him. Soon they found a careful rhythm of push and pull. His hands, still threaded in her hair, guided the movement of the strokes with vigorous enthusiasm. Essentially, he fucked her mouth harder and harder until he came in a sudden rush and roared like a gratified beast. Or perhaps like a big, bad wolf. When he finished, he pulled his cock from her mouth and fell to his knees. He hugged her tight, buried his face in her neck and whispered in her ear, “Tell me I didn’t hurt you.” She squeezed him in return. “You would never hurt me.” “I have to tell you something.” He paused. “That was the third and possibly best fucking highlight of my day.”

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Olivia smiled inside. “Me too.” “And we haven’t even made it to the Stadium yet.” “Well, four is my favorite number,” she said and burrowed her face against his throat as he stroked her back and held her tight in his arms. “Got it. Favorite number is four. I’ll remember that,” he said between panting breaths. From the door, Wade said, “I’ll remember this forever. When you told her to suck you, now, my cock swelled so fast again it was a wonder I didn’t lose consciousness from the sudden downward shift of blood to my dick. When you grabbed the back of her head and fucked her mouth, I went weak at the knees and almost came again. I can’t wait to get to the Stadium tonight.” Dalton didn’t say anything. He merely hugged her even tighter and brushed a kiss on the top of her head. Olivia had never felt so cherished in her life as she did in this powerful man’s arms. A glance at the afternoon sun made her feel like her time was almost up. Wade walked over, kneeled behind her, and kissed the back of her neck with tender care. She was over halfway into this wild weekend of lust and already didn’t want to leave.

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Chapter Seven Clay truly enjoyed the lunch at their new leased piece of land south of the DRMC property. It had worked well as an alternate meeting place for the membership to gather en masse, especially the large, flat space right outside the barn area for their lunch tables and portable awning. The leased land also afforded some additional entertainments that weren’t available on their property. There was a big barn with lots of hay bales for seating, a corral nearby with a selection of saddled horses for riding, and a big house with a nice kitchen that Stella, their party coordinator and cook, used for some of the food she made earlier. Many of the members had specifically told him they enjoyed the entire day, but mostly the roping and riding games after lunch. Another popular place had been in the secondary barn where a couple of calves had been born recently. Personally, Clay thought cows in general weren’t exactly attractive creatures, but any baby animals, even calves, were admittedly cute. Regardless of his private opinions, the members were delighted with the new entertainments at this secondary leased property. Clay liked happy DRMC members. In a couple of hours they’d open the doors to the preparty for the annual Stadium event. He came to unlock the front doors for anyone not coming in through their private boxes. The caterers would use this entrance. This was also where most of the nonmembers came through,

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if they weren’t already in the company of their chosen companions for the weekend. Tonight’s performance would be an unannounced triple penetration show. They didn’t often do those, but occasionally they liked to change things up. Clay fondly remembered the last time he had participated in the annual Stadium event. That had also been a triple penetration show. He didn’t currently have a partner to share women with, but had participated in that show with a trio of very good friends. After a tragic past, and until recently, he hadn’t even wanted to think about getting involved again. He’d once been married and lived a perfect threesome lifestyle sharing a woman he loved deeply with his best friend, but a terrible incident had taken the two people he loved the most from him. It had taken a very long time for Clay’s recovery to even begin. Slowly the demons of his past faded, and he’d recently decided that if a situation came along where he could live this unbridled life again, he would take another chance and make the effort to find another pair. But he wasn’t going to rush anything. Currently, he was so busy with his vast DRMC duties, he didn’t have much free time anyway. Regardless, he’d decided that there was a light at the end of the tunnel for his future love life. And further, that it wasn’t a train bearing down ready to mow him to the ground. He’d barely gotten inside the Stadium entryway when one of the women invited to participate for this weekend entered the door behind him. She was a very pretty blonde and had been to several recent annual Stadium events. If he remembered correctly, her name was Laurel. She’d brought her cousin along with her this year. Her cousin, Olivia, was the strawberry blonde that Dalton and Wade were all gaga over. He couldn’t say he blamed them. She was easy on the eyes. Clay turned to her and said, “You’re pretty early. The preshow party doesn’t start for another two hours. The caterers aren’t even here yet.”

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“Really? I thought I was running a little bit late.” She scrunched her face in puzzlement and glanced at her watch. She looked like she was about to twist her arm around to show him her watch face, but stopped and looked up at the ceiling as if angry. “Crap. This is a different time zone.” She pushed out a long sigh. “I’m from the East Coast. I still have this dressy watch set to Eastern time instead of Mountain time.” Clay nodded, wondering if she expected to wander around here for two hours. Because that wasn’t going to happen. She kept talking. “I took a nap at my hotel after the barbecue lunch, woke up in the late afternoon, saw my watch, and thought I was going to be late.” She laughed nervously and looked around the darkened vestibule like she’d just suddenly realized the two of them were all alone. Her expression dulled and she suddenly looked a little anxious. Maybe he made her uneasy. It wouldn’t be the first time he’d made a woman nervous. “I hate to tell you this, but you can’t stay in here. Are the two men you’re with this weekend meeting you?” She nodded. “But not for another couple of hours, as it turns out.” “No problem. Give me their names and I’ll have them come pick you up. Would that be okay?” “That would be great. Thanks. I’m so sorry to trouble you.” “It’s not a problem.” She told him the name of the pair she was with and Clay made a quick call. He snapped his phone shut and said, “They’ll be here in ten minutes.” “Thanks. Could I stay inside and maybe make a phone call before I leave?” Clay shrugged. “Sure. Stay inside the entryway here until your two men come for you. I don’t mean to insinuate that I’m kicking you outside to the wolves or anything. But the caterers and party planners

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will be swarming this place very soon. Trust me, it’s a zoo. I don’t even like to be here while they set up.” She smiled and looked like she relaxed a notch. “I understand. Thanks for letting me stay in here.” Music started playing from her purse. She made a face like she didn’t expect her phone to ring. Clay just tried not to look intimidating. She excused herself, reached into the small bag she carried, and retrieved her cell phone. She looked at the display and frowned, but answered quickly. “What do you want?” she asked in a surly tone. She turned away from Clay and lowered her voice. He could still hear her side of the heated conversation. “No. I don’t know where she is. But it doesn’t matter. She’s allowed to have a weekend off. Leave her alone.” Clay looked up at the ceiling wondering how long this call would take and if it would be rude to leave her alone and go about his business. “Oh my God. You are crazy, Bradford. You couldn’t have heard Olivia laugh. She was nowhere near me at lunch when you called earlier. And another thing, stop calling me. Next time I’m not picking my phone up. I mean it.” Clay smiled because she was fibbing to the party at the other end of the line. Olivia had been standing right next to her at lunch. He remembered why Olivia had laughed, too. Clay had chased the dog with the stolen barbecue ribs in his mouth all the way to the barn to make sure the mutt didn’t choke on the bones. He did strip the meat off for him, though, garnering instant canine friendship. Laurel listened to her phone as a fresh set of eye rolls and a head shake registered on her lovely face. “Oh my God, Bradford. You are such a busybody, nitpicking shithead. Olivia is allowed to have a life beyond the family business. I’m begging you, leave her alone. Do not attempt to track her cellular phone. I don’t care what Grandfather says, she deserves time off now and again.”

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Clay looked up as the sound of a large vehicle came from the outer doors. He peeked outside and saw the caterer’s truck pulling up. The men driving parked and got out, but didn’t approach the door. Instead went to the rear of their truck probably to start unloading stuff. When Clay turned back to his companion, she made another face into her phone and shook her head once more as if in disgust. “Well, I’m fairly certain that since we’ve never agreed on anything, our record of discord will remain sound. Leave me alone. Leave Olivia alone. Take a rest. Or a flying leap. I don’t much care what you do, but don’t bother calling again.” She pulled the phone away from her ear, stabbed a forefinger onto the keypad, and snapped the phone shut. Shoving the small device into her purse, Laurel smiled at Clay. “Sorry. My brother has nothing better to do than bother me and Olivia whenever he gets bored or doesn’t know exactly where we are.” Clay shrugged. “Brothers do worry,” he said. Then added, “Especially about younger siblings.” “Do you have a brother?” She crossed her arms. Clay nodded. “I do.” “Older?” He nodded again. “Yep.” “Big pain in your ass?” She grinned conspiratorially. Clay smiled. “Occasionally, but not in a long time.” “Does he live close by?” “Nope.” “You’re so lucky. I’d like to move Bradford to the moon, instead of him being only a few blocks away.” She pushed out a longsuffering sigh. The door opened and one of the two gentlemen Laurel was spending the weekend with poked his head in. “Hi, Clay. Thanks for the call.” “No problem. See you all in a couple of hours.”

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Laurel walked quickly to the door. “And thanks for letting me hang with you,” she said. Clay nodded once in her direction, but didn’t say anything. She exited hand in hand with her date as the first load of things from the caterers entered in through the opposite door. He held the door open for the several other members of the catering staff and pondered the last time he’d talked to his older brother, Kendall. They’d had words during the darkest time of his life. Kendall lived in Montana, where he ran a very lucrative business. Clay hadn’t seen him in a number of years. Not since his wife, Larissa, and his best friend, Mark, had died and changed his life forever. The things they’d said to each other in anger were only because of his pain over the overwhelming loss of his family. He’d been unreasonable when his brother had only tried to help him get through the tremendous loss. Kendall had reached out more than once in the past several years, but Clay hadn’t been ready to converse. Maybe it was time to get in touch and mend the harsh words they’d spoken to each other long ago.

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Chapter Eight Olivia strolled through the Stadium event preparty with another glass of champagne clutched in her cold, bare fingers. She was a little nervous about tonight’s event. She shouldn’t be. She knew exactly what to expect. Dalton and Wade, however, had mentioned that there was a new feature in their private box. They could keep the viewing window transparent instead of mirrored while they enjoyed the Stadium performance tonight. That meant that others would be able to see into their private box as they watched the performance. If the three of them suddenly stripped naked and had doublepenetration sex, everyone would be able to watch them do it. On one hand it was very sexy to think others would watch them. On the other hand, she was a little nervous about it. This place was like a big, visual orgy. What if she looked goofy making love that way? Then again, if they were having hot double-penetration sex, she likely wouldn’t be paying attention to anyone else. And perhaps the other members would also be sidetracked with their own lovemaking. It would be wickedly decadent to see so many others engaged in sexual acts while she was naked and doing the same thing. Maybe it would be okay. Her rattled nerves were just that. Nerves. She had never let fear lead her or dominate her actions before. And she wouldn’t allow it to happen now, either. Dalton had his hand wrapped around her elbow as they strolled through the party and even after they stopped. It was as if he wanted

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to anchor himself to her side. Wade stood close by holding an imported bottle of ale. He took a sip and then ran his gaze from the top of her head to her shoes and back again. He’d done this more than once since they’d arrived. “You look amazing.” “Thanks.” “I loved the blue dress you wore when we first met, but this one is even better.” “I bet it will hit the floor just as fast as the blue dress once we’re all alone together, though, right?” Olivia wore a very revealing spaghetti strapped dress with shimmering beads sewn into the bodice. Trails of beads also dripped artfully down the full-length skirt. Wade gave her a deviously boyish grin. “Maybe. Maybe not. We’ll see.” From a few feet away a man’s voice called out, “Wade.” Wade turned and nodded to his friend. The guy motioned him over. “Be right back,” he said, and kissed her on the cheek. Alone with Dalton, she remembered the lusty little interlude earlier in the afternoon. The memory made heat come to her face. It also made her pussy gush in a very satisfying and desire-filled memory. She couldn’t wait for the grand finale double-penetration sex tonight. But the more she thought about it the more she decided she’d enjoy tonight’s experience so much more if no one else watched her this first time. It wasn’t about fear. It was something else. Dalton leaned in and distracted her wayward thoughts. He kissed the back of her neck and sent a tingling shiver down her spine. “I vow to peel this dress off of you very slowly, love.” “I’ll look forward to that.” Olivia took a cooling sip of champagne. “The color of the fabric matches your skin tone so closely that it’s almost as if you’re wearing nothing at all.” Dalton skimmed his free hand down her side, smoothing the soft fabric over one hip.

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She glanced down at the champagne-colored dress. “Oh, it’s not that bad. The sparkly beads are strategically placed.” One of his shoulders lifted slightly. “You’re right, it’s not that bad. It is, in fact, vastly appealing.” “I’m so glad you like it.” “Did you have to spend a year’s worth of salary on it?” Olivia shot him a sideways glance. Was he a fashion expert? “No. Not a year’s salary. But admittedly, it wasn’t cheap.” She’d spent far too much on this latest designer creation, but she liked it, and didn’t often indulge in expensive dresses. The rich pieces in her wardrobe were usually only necessary for glad-handing at charity events to extract money from the wealthy friends of her family. The irony of those situations was not lost on her, but she was expected to present a certain facade. Her grandfather demanded it. Perhaps when she was in charge, she’d change things. Either way, she’d planned to also wear this dress to a function at home. And she would spend the night thinking about its debut here at the DRMC. “Well, it’s an amazing dress.” “Thank you. I look forward to tonight and taking it off.” Dalton released her elbow and stepped in front of her. His serious gaze drilled a hole very nearly to her soul. “Do you really look forward to tonight, or are you just saying that?” Olivia swallowed hard and stared back with equal intent. “Of course I’m looking forward to tonight. The truth is it’s all I can do not to push you to the floor and have my wicked way with you right this instant.” His gaze never wavered from her eyes. His mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something but hadn’t figured out the proper words to use. “I wanted you to know that this afternoon was—” He stopped talking abruptly, as if he couldn’t quite think of the right words to complete the thought. “Unexpected. It was very powerful for me,” he

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finally said. “I wanted to ensure you were not bothered by what transpired.” Olivia smiled and gazed up into his serious stare. “It was powerful for me, too, Dalton. Thank you for allowing me a safe place to try out a personal fantasy.” His eyes closed briefly as if in relief, and their intense gaze was broken. “Trust me when I say it was entirely my pleasure.” The uneasy expression shaping his face said he still had lingering doubts about how much she’d enjoyed the afternoon spent in their unfinished house being commanded sexually. Olivia reached out and stroked her palm along the hard, angular planes of his face. She leaned in, caught his gaze again and whispered. “The truth is, I can’t stop thinking about what happened earlier. I hear your voice saying the words, ‘suck me, now’ in my mind, and my pussy gushes immediately. I’m so wet right now, it’s a wonder I don’t leave puddles behind me when I move.” He laughed and true relief crossed his features. “Let me know when you’re ready to head for our private box and we’ll go.” Before she had time to even take a step in any direction, a waiter with a single glass of champagne on his tray tripped over the corner of the area rug. The tray lurched in her direction. The one remaining champagne flute tipped over on its side before the waiter could stop it or prevent it. The entire contents shot out of the narrow-rimmed glass. Icy, golden fluid suddenly drenched her bare arm from shoulder to elbow, making her flinch even though she’d seen it coming. Olivia swiveled her hips away from the falling drips of champagne rolling off of her arm and only a few drops landed on the skirt of her dress. Once it dried the color of the dress would more than likely hide the stains. The waiter’s horrified expression startled her as much as the cold drink now dripping off her fingertips.

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“I’m so very sorry, ma’am. Did it get on your dress? I hope it didn’t get on your dress.” He whipped out a towel from his jacket pocket and dabbed the soft white cloth repeatedly down her arm. “I promise to pay for any cleaning needed to restore it.” Olivia took the cloth from him gently and said, “Please don’t worry about it. It mostly landed on my arm. I’ll be fine. I wore this color on purpose. It’s very practical for champagne parties.” She smiled, but the waiter just looked like his life was about to be over. Dalton took the wet cloth from her once she’d finished wiping her arm and handed it back to the waiter. The fretful man still didn’t seem convinced he was off the hook. “Are you sure, ma’am? I’m happy to pay for it. I tripped on something…” He trailed off and glanced over one shoulder as if to figure out how he’d stumbled in the first place. Olivia shook her head at the poor distraught man, feeling the need to console him. “I promise you, it’s fine.” She patted him on the arm and he finally moved away. The buzz of conversation, which had stopped the minute champagne hit her skin, soon resumed around them. She had been to more than one soiree at home where clumsy waiters and waitresses didn’t last long with the rich and powerful set. But she wasn’t like that. Accidents happened. She hoped no one here was about to dress down the waiter. Dalton looked carefully at her dress again, from head to breast to toes. “Maybe we’ll have to get you out of that dress even more quickly than we thought.” His grin said he didn’t mind. She laughed. “Please. Like that wasn’t your big plan the whole time anyway.” Wade came over from talking to his friend and asked, “Are you okay? Do I need to go have a stern talk with the wait staff?” “No. Leave that poor man alone. I’m fine.” “Okay then, can I lick the rest of the champagne residue off your arm?”

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“Maybe later when we get to your private box.” The thought of the Stadium and what would happen in her near future slid anxiously into her mind. Olivia went back to worrying about all the other members that might watch her having sex through the glass of the private box tonight. Could she do it? Why did it bother her so much to be seen? She was suddenly fidgety without a good reason to be. “What’s wrong?” Dalton asked, breaking her worrisome reverie. She shrugged. “Nothing really.” “Must be something,” he insisted. “You seem uneasy.” “Maybe I’m just overexcited. Maybe I need to burn off some energy.” “I’d really love to help you with that.” Wade kissed her shoulder. His tongue darted out and licked downward a few inches before she pulled away. “Let’s go to our private box. Are you ready?” “We don’t have to leave if you don’t want to.” The sooner they went the faster she’d be forced to face her sudden fear of being watched. “Well, the show doesn’t start for another half an hour, but I thought you might be more comfortable there.” Olivia felt her eyes widen. Panic filled the core of her body. She didn’t think she’d be more comfortable there. Not yet. She needed more time. What was wrong with her? “I can wait.” Dalton looked at her quizzically for a moment and then asked, “Do I have to command you to go?” She froze in place staring deeply into his intense, blue-eyed gaze. She started shaking her head before she spoke. “No. Not necessary.” Olivia broke the stare and glanced around the room. She caught sight of Laurel across the room. She was currently wrapped around one of the men she’s spent time with this weekend. In fact, she was in a bear hug, and soulfully kissing one of her men.

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Dalton turned and looked over to where she did. “Isn't that your cousin?” he murmured. “Yes. Her name is Laurel. She’s the one who invited me here this year.” “Remind me to find her later and thank her profusely.” Olivia nodded. “Okay.” “Please tell me why you’re upset. And don’t say you aren’t, because something is obviously bothering you. What is it, for God’s sake?” She turned to face him, gazed deeply into his eyes, and blurted out, “I don’t want anyone to see into our box tonight when we have sex.” He looked puzzled for a split second and then a half smile formed on his luscious lips. “Okay. That’s no problem. We’ll just keep it in privacy mode.” “Really? I thought it was important. I thought you’d want to…” She stopped talking and threw her arms around his neck. “Thank you.” She kissed him with all the gratitude in her soul. Then she turned to Wade and kissed his lips hard and fast, too. “All you had to do was say you didn’t want to be watched tonight,” Dalton whispered in her ear after sandwiching her between him and Wade. “Yeah,” Wade agreed. “We want you to enjoy this, too.” Olivia nodded. “I will enjoy it. I’ve been looking forward to it. And I know it’s silly. But for this first foray into the Stadium, I just want it to be the three of us.” “Does that mean you’re ready to head there now?” “Yes. I’m ready now. Thanks.” Without another word, Dalton put his drink down, grabbed her elbow, and started leading her through the throngs of people. Wade followed without comment. They ducked into a narrow hallway that led to an elevator. They were quickly whisked to a

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different floor. The elevator doors opened into another small foyer with a choice of only two sets of double doors. They went to the set on the left. Once inside their private box, she walked directly to the huge, almost wall-sized, window and looked out and then down to see the stage below. It looked like they were on the second floor. The private room was more spacious than she expected. Below on the circular stage was a beautiful boudoir setting. There was a large circular bed with what looked like lavender silk sheets and a padded, white, curved headboard. There were lots of shapes and sizes of silver, white, and lavender pillows strewn about on the bed and on the floor surrounding it. An oversized padded, black bench seat rested at the opposite the headboard at the foot of the bed. The seat looked large enough to hold four comfortably. The bed could likely hold five or six people. Olivia couldn’t wait for the show to start. She hadn’t seen all of the preshow as she’d had her face first in Wade’s lap and then Dalton’s until after it had ended. The sounds of the show had been sexy. She planned to watch tonight and then act out what she saw. “The show won’t be for another twenty minutes or so. Whatever shall we do in the meantime?” Dalton had slipped behind her and whispered in her ear. Wade stepped next to her and looked down at the decorations below. “Looks like a dreamy, girly bedroom scene.” Olivia smiled. “I’m a girl and I like it.” “Well, if you like it then so do I.” She grinned. “How does this window work? I mean how can you tell we aren’t being seen by anyone else?” Dalton reached over to a light switch on the narrow strip of wall next to the window. He flipped it and the tint lightened to clear. “That’s transparent mode. If anyone was looking right now, they

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could see us.” He flipped the switch again and the tint returned. “Now we are mirrored again, and safe from view.” “Awesome gadget.” “Yes it is. Clay, our security guy, outfitted the entire Stadium. He does love his tech toys.” “Thanks for putting it on mirror status.” Dalton grinned. “Sure. I want you to be comfortable for tonight’s performance.” He glanced down at the stage again and then back at her. She looked down at the seductive lavender boudoir below once more, and visions of all the possibilities zipped through her mind. Would she ever have the courage to perform sexually as others watched? A ripple of vivid, carnal desire swept down Olivia’s body as she gazed at the stage below. There weren’t even any people down there yet, but the possibilities made her hot. It was possible she’d miss yet another show, given the way she felt right now. She wanted to get good and sandwiched in between Dalton and Wade. She couldn’t wait to get naked with them. She glanced over her shoulder at the furnishings in the room. They had a daybed covered in a soft fabric with a few pillows at each end. It was positioned close to the window. They could watch the show for a bit and then fall back on the daybed and fuck each other into oblivion. On the far side of the room were two oversized lounge chairs. She suspected they were for when Dalton and Wade watched the show together. Maybe they did this when they didn’t have a woman in here. She wondered how many others had been here before her. “Have you ever had a woman in here before?” She asked the question before realizing she didn’t really want to know the answer. “Actually, no. You’re the first,” Wade said. She was relieved, but tried not to show it. Dalton added, “We haven’t been members of this club for a very long time. Being with you has resulted in lots of firsts for us.”

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Olivia nodded, unwilling to reveal how much it bothered her that these two men might have shared other women in their past and would naturally share in their future. She had no right to feel this way. It wasn’t like this was a permanent relationship. She needed to continually remind herself of that. After tonight’s bout of sexual debauchery in the form of unbridled double-penetration sex, she would then return back to her nonexistent sex life and endlessly busy work responsibilities. She’d miss Dalton and Wade and all the delicious things they did together in bed. Even in the short time she’d known them, they had changed her opinion on men, sex, and the pleasure of wild, wicked, unbridled lifestyles. A small voice in her subconscious shouted out a deep-seated wish to reconsider a life with these men in the future. Olivia dismissed it. As if Dalton sensed the direction of her wayward, inappropriate thoughts, he whispered, “You’ll always be the first woman we brought here.” His hand slipped up to caress her breast. Thumbing her nipple until it peaked, sending streaks of pleasure down her body, Dalton added, “This weekend doesn’t have to be the last time we see each other. We’ll leave that up to you.” Olivia snapped out of her mood. She stiffened and put her hand over his. He stopped teasing her nipple. She stared him in the eyes. “I have already enjoyed this weekend more than I can even express in words. A part of me wishes I could stay here forever. However, I don’t want mislead either of you. Tonight will be amazing, I have not a single doubt, but I will leave tomorrow. And I can’t promise to come back. I might be able to return next year, but perhaps not. I don’t know.” Dalton resumed teasing her nipple. “Understood.” Wade was behind her. His forehead dipped and rested on her shoulder. “We will certainly miss you, Livvie.” His hand slid from her waist to her hip and then forward, gently cupping the space between her legs. “But let’s not talk about tomorrow right now. Let’s focus on all the ways we plan to make you come tonight instead.” He

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then slipped one of the straps of her dress off one shoulder and kissed the space revealed. She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. “You’re right. No more talking about uncertain futures.” Wade found the zipper at the back of her dress and slowly pulled the tab down to the crack of her ass. She felt the dress loosening and readying to fall and pool at her feet. Dalton pushed the other spaghetti strap off her shoulder, and the front of her dress dipped down to reveal her breasts. The straps caught on her forearms. He promptly clamped his mouth around one peak. Olivia straightened her head and looked down as he sucked on her. Then Wade lowered his mouth to her other breast and started sucking. Tingles of desire sped through her body, and her pussy gushed like a waterfall as she watched the two masculine heads bent to their sexy task. The lights suddenly came on in the private box opposite of theirs, startling Olivia. She saw three people enter and move to their huge viewing window. Olivia stiffened and took a small step backward. Dalton released her nipple and glanced over his shoulder. “They can’t see us.” “Are you sure?” “Yes. Our box is on privacy mode. They turned theirs on so we can watch them, if we want to.” She pushed out a breath and looked at the trio settling in to watch the show. The woman had dark hair. So thankful it wasn’t Laurel, Olivia pushed out a long breath of utter relief. Dalton stood. “What is really bothering you?” She pushed out long sigh. “I don’t want to watch Laurel have sex with two men. And I really don’t want her to see me. Is that being prude?” His sudden smile made her feel better. “No. You aren’t a prude. I understand. And if it will put your fears at rest, the two men she’s

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with have the box below us. She won’t see you tonight regardless of whether our box is on privacy or not.” Olivia pushed out another long breath as relief poured through her body. “Thank you. I didn’t realize how much that aspect of this weekend bothered me.” “Understandable. Now can I go back to sucking on your nipple?” “Yes. Please, do.” She dropped her arms to her side and let the expensive designer dress pool at her feet. She stepped out of it. Wade picked up the dress, carefully straightened it, and draped it over the sofa behind him. Olivia wore her heels and her saturated panties. Wade hooked a finger in one side of her panties. “I don’t think you’ll need these either, do you?” “No.” He squatted in front of her, kissed her belly and peeled her wet undies slowly down her legs while Dalton watched. She glanced over at Dalton’s fly and saw that he already sported a huge erection. Wade buried his face between her legs the second her panties were removed. He grabbed her hips, and she felt his tongue dart out and lick her clit once. The sensation almost put her on her ass. Dalton quickly stepped behind her to hold her up. Olivia braced her hands on the glass and widened her stance. With easier access, Wade grabbed her hips and pushed his whole mouth against her pussy. Olivia moaned as Wade’s tongue licked her pussy lips. He pulled away and looked up at her. “You’re so wet, Livvie. What have you been thinking about all evening?” “I’ve been thinking about double penetration,” she whispered. Wade grinned. “Good.” He pressed his face between her legs again and resumed teasing her. Dalton reached around and tugged at both nipples as Wade licked her clit to distraction.

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It was not going to take her long to come. Especially when Dalton started nibbling a path along her neck until he bit her earlobe lightly. Olivia’s eyes opened. She looked down at the stage. Not three but four half-naked people came into the lavender boudoir. The woman had icy blonde hair streaming down her back. She wore a dark-purple lacy teddy with the cups removed so her ample breasts and pert nipples protruded from the garment. She hadn’t bothered with any panties. The matching dark purple spike heels were the only other things she wore. The three men all wore what looked like dark gray scrub pants. And they all sported healthy-looking erections beneath the loose fabric. They reached the bed, and the woman turned to the first man to kiss him soulfully before releasing him and kissing the subsequent men in turn. The four climbed smoothly on the bed as if they’d choreographed it in advance. The woman shifted into the center of the bed and reclined on her back. Two of the men climbed on either side of her and began playing with her nipples. The third man knelt between her legs. He first licked one of her inner thighs and then the other. One of the men beside her reached into the table next to the lavender bed and handed something to the man kneeling between her legs. It looked like a huge cock. Was that a dildo? A ripple of lust vibrated through Olivia’s soul at the idea of sex toys being a part of this show. Why had she never considered that before? Although with Wade’s mouth buried in her pussy, his tongue teasing her clit, and Dalton tugging on her nipples, Olivia was about three strokes from ultimate bliss. She could barely keep a thought in her head as her men tantalized her. The sound from below suddenly kicked in. The two men on either side of the woman below started sucking her nipples. And she started moaning.

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Dalton squeezed and tugged at Olivia’s nipples as he made love to the back of her neck with his lips. Olivia’s breathing increased. “That feels so incredibly good. I’m about to come,” she said, trying to hold herself from climaxing too soon. Her libido wanted satisfaction now, but Olivia wanted to come while she was double penetrated. Wade released her clit and stood up in front of her immediately. Without his pervasive stimulation, she was able to steady herself and calm down a bit. He took her face in his hands and kissed her hard on the mouth. The tangy flavor of her pussy juices was spread all over his lips. And now all over hers. “Do you taste yourself on me?” he broke the kiss and asked. She nodded and he resumed his oral assault. The woman onstage below cried out suddenly, “Oh my God.” Wade broke the kiss and the three of them turned to watch the stage. The man between her legs had his mouth buried in her pussy, eating her out with what looked like voracious intent. He also had the dildo inserted between her legs, pushing it in and out rapidly. The woman seemed to be enjoying the dildo and the man sucking her pussy. The other two men took turns either sucking her nipples or kissing her mouth. After only a few moments, the woman arched her back, and a small shriek of pleasure echoed in the room from her obvious release. The man between her legs pulled his mouth away from her, but sped the strokes of the dildo into her pussy. She shrieked, “Oh, God. Oh, God,” repeatedly as he thrust the device over and over inside of her pussy. Olivia had never seen a sex toy used. She’d also never used one herself. But the idea was intriguing. They watched as the woman finally collapsed in the bed in seemingly utter satisfaction. The man between her legs gently

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removed the dildo as the other two men took turns kissing her and rubbing her breasts. “That was so sexy,” Olivia whispered. “Have you ever used a dildo?” Dalton asked, and tugged at her nipple. “No.” “Want to?” “I think both of your cocks will suffice for tonight. Maybe some other time.” Wade turned to her. “Speaking of our cocks, I think it’s time we got undressed.” He glanced down at her nakedness. “You look positively amazing.” Olivia reached out and caressed Wade’s thick hard cock through the front of his jeans. “Thanks. I can’t wait until this”—she squeezed his cock until he groaned—“is buried in my ass.” “I can’t wait until it is, either.” Wade kissed her hard on the mouth again. Dalton pushed his marble-hard cock against her ass cheek a couple of times. Wade released her, and they took a couple of steps to the bed. It was pushed close to the window. And with the glass being floor to ceiling, they could see the better part of the stage below. Dalton and Wade started pulling their clothes off. Olivia gazed across the expanse into the box across from them. The three darkhaired people there were naked and still watching the show below. Olivia seated herself. Wade turned away to get condoms from a small nightstand table next to the daybed. Dalton kicked his clothes behind him and turned toward the daybed. His cock was at the perfect level next to her mouth. She reached out, grabbed him close, put her mouth around the head of his cock, and sucked hard. He practically growled and grabbed her head. “You are so fucking good at that,” he murmured.

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She released him. “I’m so glad you think so.” Dalton seated himself next to her on the daybed. Wade did the same thing. Slow, steady breathing interspersed with a few groans and moans came over the speakers. Onstage, the performers had moved to the bench seat at the foot of the bed. All the men were naked. The woman was already sandwiched between two of them, and it looked like she was already doubly penetrated. The third man stepped close so she could put his cock into her mouth. “Wow. Triple penetration,” Wade said quietly. “They don’t do this very often.” Olivia watched for a few moments and then glanced across at the other box. The three dark-haired people in the other box were in the process of double-penetration sex. The woman’s head was thrown back as her two men moved in and out of her. Olivia didn’t know whether to look over at them or down at the stage. Each scene was stimulating and detonated her desire. After watching the threesome for a few moments, her focus drifted back to the foursome below. Dalton reached between her legs and started rubbing her clit. “My, my, you’re so very wet below, love. You make my cock throb anxiously, waiting to pierce your pussy.” “Seeing people having sex everywhere I look has that effect on me. And for the record, my pussy can’t wait for your cock to enter.” “Good. Climb up on the bed and let Wade get your ass ready.” Olivia’s heart pounded hard and fast all of a sudden. She carefully climbed on the daybed, but left her heels on. She turned so that her back was to Wade. He pushed the center of her back with his open hand until her face rested against the bed. He rubbed something slippery across her ass. One of his fingers slid inside her anus and she startled. “Relax,” he said, and kissed her hip. More lubricant was slathered between her ass cheeks, and another finger joined the first in her ass.

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Dalton seated himself on the daybed and reached out to touch her pussy lips. As Wade readied her ass, Dalton continued to rub her clit. She felt him kiss the center of her back. Olivia’s gaze went to the three dark-haired lovers across from them. They still moved together, one man fucking her ass and the other fucking her pussy. It was so sexy to watch. She felt her pussy clench in utter desire. Wade pushed a third finger in her ass, and the sensation was sublimely amazing. The dark naughty feeling of anal penetration made the strokes to her clit even more pleasurable. “Seriously, I’m already about to come again.” “Don’t,” Dalton said, but didn’t stop stroking her clit. “Wait until we are both fucking you. You’ll be glad you waited.” Olivia pushed out a long breath. “Okay. I know you’re right. I’ll try.” Wade pulled his fingers from her and quickly centered his cock between her cheeks. The head of his cock pushed into her derrière hole slowly. “Relax,” he said. Olivia pushed out a breath as he pressed the head of his cock past the ring of muscles guarding her ass channel. Once he was that far inside, Olivia had to clamp down and force herself not to release the climax that hovered so near she could almost feel it. Dalton removed his hand from her clit. Wade pushed his cock deeper into the tight, virgin space. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” Wade whispered. He moved slowly, but didn’t stop pushing until he was fully seated. Dalton straightened her up and positioned his body tight against the front of her. She was finally sandwiched. “Get ready for me, love. I can’t wait any longer.” He put a condom on and centered his cock at the edge of her pussy lips. Wade pulled her backward a bit against his wide chest for easier access, she supposed. Dalton then thrust his cock deeply inside the walls of her pussy.

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It was all she could to do not to scream in climax the moment they were both penetrating her. She clenched hard to keep from falling over the edge. The three of them were already breathing hard, and Olivia hadn’t realized how decadently sexy she’d feel with two cocks buried deeply in her pussy and ass. She glanced out the window and noticed that the trio across from them was still in the same position, but had stopped moving. Wade gripped her hips. He slid his cock out halfway and back in slowly. Dalton then did the same thing. Having the two of them pumping in and out of her was exquisitely alluring. “Finger yourself,” Dalton said. “We’ll even let you come this time.” The smirk on his handsome face sent her pulse even higher. Olivia reached between them and slid a finger over her clit. Her swollen bud pulsed as she rubbed a finger back and forth. The wickedly full sensation of two men penetrating her as she pleasured herself was the pinnacle of ecstasy. Dalton reached up and tugged at one nipple. He and Wade then sped up their tandem thrusts. Olivia allowed the built-up sensations of this unbridled lifestyle envelop her. The darkly sexy push of Wade’s cock in her ass sent spirals of ecstasy up her spine. The deep thrust of Dalton’s wide hard cock in her pussy sent a vibration of lust and desire through her limbs. Fingering her clit as Dalton tugged at her nipple sent Olivia into a dizzying tailspin of exquisite pleasure. She only stroked her clit a few times before a monumental orgasm sent waves of satisfaction barreling through her body. She almost lost the power of speech, but soon expressed herself very loudly. She tilted her head back as a primal scream issued forth. The primitive sound was as much a part of the whole experience as the stimulation to her clit. Olivia had never thought of herself as a screamer, but the gratification was so acute she couldn’t control herself.

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Double penetration had been the best sex she’d ever had. The sudden waves of pleasure hadn’t even subsided and she knew she wanted to do this again. How would she ever be able to leave Dalton and Wade behind?

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Chapter Nine Dalton, cock buried deeply in Olivia’s wickedly tight pussy, braced himself as she came with a superbly satisfying and nearly earshattering scream. The sound of her gratification fired the beginning of his own orgasmic response. Her pussy clamped down on his cock in rhythmic release, and he could no more halt his own climax than he could catch a bolt of lightning shooting down from the sky. The first squeeze of her pussy and he thrust his cock as deeply as possible. He shot his load like a rocket-propelled grenade launcher set to auto fire at the first sense of a target. There was no chance of trying to quell the urge for completion, and he didn’t want to anyway. Sharing the beguiling Olivia with Wade was bar none the best sex he’d ever had. That was the truth. In fact, every time he had sex with Olivia was better than the time before. Wade didn’t last much longer than he did. He heard his friend groan long and hard and stroke deeply before he stiffened and fell against Olivia’s back. They all three fell to one side panting, as if trying to catch their breaths after a marathon run. The sounds from the stage below reached a crescendo a few seconds after they’d collapsed sideways on the daybed. “Just when I think sex can’t get any better with you, Livvie, it gets exponentially more amazing,” Wade said earnestly. “I know. It was so amazingly good, I want to start all over and do it again,” she said in return. “Once just isn’t going to be enough. But let me catch my breath first.”

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“No problem.” Wade pulled out, kissed the back of Olivia’s neck, and excused himself to the bathroom. Dalton hugged her tight, pressed a kiss to her forehead, and then retreated to the bathroom as Wade returned. Olivia, with Wade’s help, lifted to a sitting position as he came back to the daybed. She smiled and cupped his face in one palm. He kissed her fingers and pressed his mouth against her throat. She moaned and said, “This weekend isn’t even over yet, and I already miss it.” He wanted to wrap her up and keep her forever. The mere idea of permanence circling in his head shocked him. He’d been so careful to put his feelings in a compartment in the back of his brain. But her smile, the heartfelt admission of already missing them, and the satisfied look on her face made him realize that losing her would be a mistake. A big one. He opened his mouth before his brain had time to consider all the ramifications. “If you’d be willing, I’d love to plan a get-together again well before an entire year goes past.” Wade’s surprised expression was his first warning. Dalton wanted to kick himself in the head for the offhanded comment. “I don’t know if that would be a good idea. Don’t get me wrong. What just happened was amazing, but I never planned to make this permanent.” She looked suddenly so sad that he was sorry he’d brought it up. It was a mistake. A big one. “Tell you what, if you change your mind, we’ll make sure you have our phone numbers.” She kissed him lightly. “I don’t want to give you false hope. I’m just about to embark on a new job with lots of important responsibilities, and I’ll be frightfully busy.” “I understand.” He was so fucking foolish. “Sorry. I shouldn’t have said anything. This has simply been a very special night for me, and I wanted you to know it.” “Thank you. I promise you, I’ll never forget this as long as I live.”

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Wade helped him out by turning her over and distracting her with a deep, soulful kiss so that any further conversation was impossible. Dalton watched them and tried to get his heart to detach from his sleeve. He glanced out the window and saw the dark-haired trio in the box across from them embarking on a second round of doublepenetration sex. Dalton decided that would be a great idea to help shift the mood from his foolish fantasies to the reality of tonight’s sexual scenario. Olivia was here for a wild weekend sexual romp, not a permanent future. Dalton reached for the lubricant and prepared to initiate their own second round of decadent pleasure. **** Wade tried to wrap his head around Dalton’s unexpected reaction to tonight’s sexual interlude. His friend was truly acting completely different than he ever had in the past. They had shared a fair number of women together. However, Dalton’s infatuation of Olivia was extremely fun to watch. He’d be lying to himself if he wasn’t also half in love with their weekend guest. They likely wouldn’t see her again for a very long time, if they ever did. The interesting thing about this weekend was that he usually got so much more invested than Dalton did. He’d been doing his level best to stay detached. It was an interesting change to see his best friend so in lust with Olivia. He knew it would make any future contact much easier if they both had strong feelings for her. Wade had already planned to try to get her back here whenever they could. However, he’d intended to wait until before they parted to make his move. Wade tangled his tongue in her mouth in a sexy, raucous kiss to keep Dalton making any more heartfelt declarations or from spilling his guts any further. Dalton was smitten. Wade was ecstatic about it.

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But Olivia had been clear in her intentions. She’d had fun. She might consider coming back in a year, but had apparently strong, timeconsuming obligations in her regular life. He understood hard work, but wanted to ensure that any free time she did have might be spent together. Perhaps she would miss them once she was gone. Maybe she would make time to fit them into her life. Wherever it was. He didn’t know more than East Coast. Maine to Florida covered a lot of ground. Wade formulated a plan to woo her from afar. He’d ensure she had their phone numbers before she left Colorado. He wouldn’t be allowed to get her last name, address, or phone number unless she gave it to them. But through Clay, he would arrange to send her flowers. Lots and lots of flowers. Until she called them to make it stop. If she had a big house, it might take some time, but Wade could be very patient. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Dalton had reached for the lube and a condom. Wade’s cock, already hard from the salacious kiss he shared with Olivia, pulsed with the desire for a second round of sinfully pleasurable sex. “Are you ready to go again, love? My cock wants a chance to fill your ass, if you’re willing,” Dalton whispered in her ear. They finally broke the seductive kiss. Olivia turned her head and nodded in his direction. “Care of we stand up this time?” “Nope.” “Want to switch the mirror off this time and let others watch us?” She stilled in his arms and considered his question for a few moments. “Are you sure Laurel is below us?” she asked. “Yes.” “Okay. We can turn the mirror off.” “Excellent.” Dalton got up and flipped the switch. Wade sat up and looked out of the glass. The foursome below had exited the stage. The trio across from them fucked each other hard and fast in a double-

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penetration position. Wade paused and watched them. The sight of a woman sandwiched together between two men never failed to get him excited. His already hard cock swelled a bit further. Olivia stood up from the daybed and distracted him from the sex across the way. She was probably the only female in the world right now who could. Wade stood up as well and tested his legs. Dalton got behind her, put a hand on her back, and bent her over. He put a condom in place then generously slathered the crack of her ass with lubrication. Wade stroked her back. She suddenly grabbed his cock and stuffed it into her warm mouth. She sucked him as Dalton readied her for more anal sex. The fresh memory of pushing into her tight, virgin ass almost made him come in her mouth. He put a firm clamp on his libido and thought about innocuous random things to keep from shooting cum into her throat. Dalton pulled her ass cheeks apart and centered his cock at her rear hole. Wade didn’t know whether to look at Dalton fucking her ass or Olivia sucking his cock. Both acts were equally gratifying and making his breath come faster and faster. Wade closed his eyes momentarily to clear his head and to keep from releasing. Out of the corner of his eye he caught sight of the trio across the expanse. They’d stopped fucking and were now watching Dalton easing into Olivia’s ass while she sucked Wade nearly to completion. He hadn’t been watched too many times. He could probably count the instances on one hand. The DRMC was the first place the opportunity had been regularly presented. The realization of their neighbor’s regard sent his libido spiking into the red zone. He turned away and saw Dalton push all the way inside Olivia’s ass. She sucked his cock deeply into her mouth and the combined stimulation couldn’t be stopped. “Fuck, that feels too good, I can’t stop. I’m coming,” he cried out, and came in Olivia’s mouth.

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If she was surprised, she didn’t show it. Dalton looked astounded, but Wade didn’t care. He put an arm out to steady himself. His hand braced against glass. Olivia pulled off of him with a smile on her face. “I didn’t know you were going to come.” “Neither did I.” He gave her a half smile. “Sorry if I surprised you.” “No need to be sorry. It was very sexy. I loved making you lose yourself.” She grinned. Dalton rested his hands on her hips, but didn’t move within her. “Now you get to pleasure her until you’re ready to fuck her pussy.” “Works for me,” Wade said. Dalton pulled Olivia up until she was upright. Wade stepped close and put his hands on her breasts. He pinched her nipples and kissed her mouth. It wasn’t exactly a chore to pleasure her until his cock got hard again. He bent to take her nipple into his mouth and realized it wouldn’t take too much to get his cock stiff again. As his groin stirred merely touching her, Wade knew it wouldn’t take very long to get his cock ready for business, either. He kissed his way down her body and soon kneeled on the floor before her. The luscious scent of her greeted him even before he pushed his face into her pussy. She was delightfully wet for him. Wade licked a path along her lower lips before burying his tongue in her pussy. She moaned as he tongue-fucked her a few times. His randy cock sprang to life and stiffened with each thrust. Dalton started moving in and out of her ass slowly. Wade flicked the tip of his tongue over her clit and she startled. He wrapped his lips around the hot little bud and started sucking as she groaned and grabbed fistfuls of his hair. He reached up and slid two fingers hard and fast into her slick pussy. “Ohmigod. Ohmigod,” she murmured from above. Dalton continued steadily stroking his cock into her ass. Wade pulled his mouth away from her, and she suddenly slumped like a

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puppet with its strings cut. He caught her in his arms and pressed a quick kiss to her mouth. He briefly stepped away to grab a condom. As he rolled the protection in place he glanced over at the other box. The dark-haired trio watched them intently. Olivia also glanced toward the window. Her eyes widened as the realization of being watched seemed to settle in. She sent him a slightly panicked gaze. “Don’t worry about them, Livvie.” Wade moved closer and kissed her lips briefly. “Okay. I’ll try not to.” Her eyes slid shut for a moment as if she tried to get hold of her lingering fears regarding exhibitionism. When her eyes opened again, she kept her focus on him as if she didn’t want to see anyone watching. He and Dalton loved being watched, but it likely took a little getting used to for others. He ran his fingers along her jawline gently. “You’re beautiful. Every member of this club can’t help but be jealous that we have the most gorgeous woman with us.” She grinned. Her aqua eyes opened and favored him with such a look of love, Wade had to swallow hard not to say anything inappropriate. Like please don’t ever leave us. Wasn’t he supposed to be the voice of reason tonight? Dalton was obviously in lust with her. Wade needed to control his emotions. Because it would be so easy to fall for her. So easy he wondered if it wasn’t already too late. Wade pressed a fervent kiss to Olivia’s lips and drove his tongue deeply into the warmth of her mouth to keep himself from speaking. She responded with zeal, and soon a volcanic kiss left them both breathless. Wade grabbed his throbbing, hard cock and directed it between her legs. Once his head rested at the opening of her hot, slick lower lips, Wade surged upward and pierced her pussy in a single, deep thrust. Her head tipped back, and she groaned long and hard once they’d doubly penetrated her.

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Dalton pulled out halfway and quickly pushed back inside. Wade did the same thing, and soon they had a steady rhythm of push and pull. Olivia gripped his shoulders until her fingernails dug deliciously into his skin with each thrust. As much as he loved being marked by her, Wade truly wanted to see her fingering her clit and tugging at her own nipples. “Touch yourself, Livvie. I want to watch you come while we double-fuck you long and hard.” Her eyes came open. The sexy, intense gaze she sent him drilled all the way to his bones. She slipped her hands from his shoulders and started touching herself. He dearly loved watching her. Her head tilted back against Dalton’s shoulder. Her strawberry blonde hair cascaded luxuriously down Dalton’s chest. The color seemed more vividly red in this light. His friend kissed the length of Olivia’s exposed neck. Wade saw his teeth nip at her earlobe. The hand lodged between them sped its strokes to her clit. She tugged and pinched first one nipple and then the other. Her moans became more urgent, as if she were on the edge of release. Dalton grunted a little louder with each thrust he sent into her ass. Wade again glanced at the other box across the way to see if they bothered to watch. The trio inside seemed mesmerized by their actions. All three sets of eyes watched with rapt attention as they made love to Olivia. A place in his chest swelled with male pride that they were entertaining others with their lovemaking. After the supremely gratifying blow job from only minutes ago, Wade should have been able to last the rest of the night, but the delectable sense of imminent climax swelled auspiciously. Each thrust of his cock into Olivia’s wet, tight pussy sent him closer and closer to the nirvana of climatic release. Suddenly, she lurched against him and groaned. The stroking between her legs intensified and sped up. Olivia opened her eyes, turned her head to face the window. She shrieked as she came. Her pussy repeatedly clamped down on his cock hard and fast.

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Dalton thrust deeply. “Fuck. I can feel your orgasm, love.” He fairly howled his release. Wade lasted three more strokes before a powerful climax roared through his cock. It started at his balls, circled the end of his spine, and shot a blast of cum so strong he knew it tested the tensile strength of the condom reservoir. Olivia panted hard. She put a hand to the window, as did Dalton, to help balance themselves. Wade leaned in and kissed Olivia’s face. He and Dalton pulled from her and quickly cleaned up in the bathroom. When they returned she had seated herself on the daybed. Arms behind her, head tilted back, eyes shut, she looked like a flame-haired goddess sunning herself on a tropical beach. Wade sat down next to her. Dalton seated himself on her other side. “That was just…I don’t know…amazing. Stupendous. The best fucking sex I’ve ever had in my life. No. Those words aren’t quite good enough to commemorate it. Do you have any suggestions, love?” Dalton asked her. She took a breath and continued, “It was lustful, sinful, dark, decadent, exhibitionistic, voyeuristic, and sincerely rocked my world in a way that will likely never be duplicated.” “If you stayed with us permanently or came back to visit regularly, we’d be able to replicate this remarkable sex whenever you wanted it.” Wade wanted to bite his tongue off the moment the words came out of his mouth. He’d utterly failed in his self-appointed job to keep the conversation between the three of them out of any future discussion. Dalton almost hid the smile that shaped his lips, but failed. Olivia looked at him with a heartbreaking expression. “I’m sorry. I wish it could work. But I truly don’t see how a future together would be possible.”

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**** Clay had enjoyed watching the evening’s performance. Foursomes in this club as a permanent way of life were a rare, but as a tempting change of pace, adding another to a trio for a little extra fun happened now and again. Nothing like a little different bit of spice to liven things up. One of the women invited in, but not selected earlier by any of the others in the group, had spent the evening in his private box during the performance. They’d gratified each other orally, and repeatedly, which was the extent of his participation in a regular sex life these days. She hadn’t seemed unhappy by the arrangement, and the driving pain in the center of his skull, which had recently taken residence, had abated somewhere around the second or third round of suck me dry, baby. After she’d gone, he left the Stadium and headed to his security fortress. He’d built a pretty nice cabin on the DRMC property, but didn’t stay in it very much. He preferred the quiet, hidden-away place where all his computers resided. One day, if he ever decided to pursue a permanent arrangement, the place would be ready with a fairly scant amount of his own personal history invested in it. Clay had barely sat in his favorite chair when an unusual buzz sounded. He looked to the right at his console and frowned. It was a phone call from a private, blocked number. Interesting. He pushed the button to answer on speakerphone. “Yes.” Clay didn’t ever identify the club for any reason, and especially not from this public access line. This particular number traced to one in the local area for instances of danger to the property, like if a rampant batch of wildfires cropped up or something. An arrogant-sounding male voice said, “Who is this?” “You called me, who are you looking for?” Clay only barely refrained from calling him a prick.

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There was silence at the end of the line. Clay hated assholes who called and if they got either a wrong number or an unexpected answer, they automatically sounded belligerent and wanted to know information they should already possess. As if Clay would reveal his identity. Fuck that. An indignant tone came through the line. “My name is Bradford Sterling Stanton the third.” “Good for you. What do you want?” Stanton? Why did that name sound familiar? Clay reached over and grabbed his electronic tablet and punched up the list of women on the property tonight. Laurel and Olivia shared the same last name, Stanton. Was this the annoying brother Laurel had hung up on earlier? “I traced an earlier cell phone call to your local area. I’m looking for Laurel Stanton, or her cousin, Olivia Stanton. I need to get in touch with either of them. It’s urgent.” Urgent? Probably not. Invasive, domineering elder sibling trying to find wayward sister and cousin and discover what they were doing because he felt it was his superior right? Probably. “Have you seen either of them today?” Clay glanced at the clock on the wall. Two past midnight. “Nope. I can honestly say I haven’t seen anyone by the name of Stanton today. Sorry.” He wasn’t really sorry, but felt it would help get Bradford Sterling the third off the phone faster if he pretended he was. “I see. Sorry to bother you so late.” There was a click on the other end of the line. “Uh-huh.” Clay pushed the button to hang up. Midnight here meant that it was two in the morning on the East Coast. Bradford really had a bug up his ass to be calling local numbers out here in the middle of the night. Clay hoped it wasn’t a true emergency like some sick or hurt family member. He made a note to contact one or both of the Stanton cousins tomorrow. There was a farewell brunch planned. He didn’t know when Olivia or Laurel planned to leave for good, or if they’d be in

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attendance, but he’d make a point to find a way to let them know Bradford had been looking for them both. If Bradford had gone to the trouble of tracing the cell call without cause, which was usually difficult, if not illegal, for the average citizen anyway, they should be made aware. It might be prudent for them to leave early so as not to be surprised by a local private investigator popping up at an inconvenient time or place. Although, Clay did his best to thwart anyone he ever found on the DRMC property.

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Chapter Ten “I’m glad you’re going with us to the brunch,” Wade turned to her and said as he drove the three of them to the DRMC property in his big, fancy pickup truck. She smiled. “Me too. And besides, my flight isn’t until later on.” Wade’s mouth opened suddenly and then closed. He shook his head and put his gaze out the front windshield. He likely wanted to ask her where she was going. But she’d been very careful to keep her destination a secret. She’d also failed to reveal her last name, or even the state she lived in. It had been difficult, but she knew it was best. Dalton was seated on her right. He held her hand and squeezed it quickly before bringing her fingers to his lips for a kiss. Olivia had woken up early the morning after the decadent Stadium event with a smile on her face and a song in her heart. This trip had been a great idea. She owed Laurel a huge debt of gratitude. Her life would never be the same. She would have an amazing memory to carry with her from this day forward. Now she knew what some extraordinary men were capable of in bed. Her previous sexual experiences had never been as satisfying or as memorable as a single weekend with Dalton and Wade. After the two rounds of amazing double-penetration sex last night, the three of them had retreated back to the local hotel and the fantasy room housing the platform bed. Dalton and Wade had offered to take her to their private home at their ranch, but Olivia didn’t want to get any further attached to them than she already was. If she saw where they lived, it would pull her further into a sincere desire to stay behind that she refused to even

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acknowledge. Her libido was definitely at war with the practical part of her mind. Each of them had made it clear they didn’t want this weekend to be the last time they saw each other. However, Olivia didn’t want to bring this life back East with her. It would complicate too many things in her world. Perhaps now she had a better appreciation for powerful men who tried to keep secret love affairs on the side. While she didn’t have a husband, boyfriend, or significant other at home, after being with these two unexpectedly amazing men, Olivia certainly understood the lure of meeting secretly for illicit sex. Wade turned into the driveway at the same place where they’d had the luncheon yesterday. “I think we’re eating at the old bunk house,” Dalton remarked as Wade wheeled the truck through the now open area that only yesterday had held several open air canopy tents centered over picnic tables sporting red, checkered tablecloths. They pulled up to a single-story, wooden building a little ways from the farmhouse. Directly inside the door, the scent of bacon, coffee, and other wonderful breakfast aromas commanded her attention. Olivia also took note of the large room filled with table and chairs. A well-stocked brunch buffet waited along the right side of the room. Before she took a second step inside the room, Olivia saw Laurel speaking to the tall security man for the club. When she entered through the door, they had both turned in her direction. Laurel had a very anxious expression on her face. She waved Olivia over. Since Laurel rarely worried about anything, Olivia became concerned. “Be right back,” she said to her men. Quickly walking over, Olivia asked, “What’s wrong?” “Clay was just telling me that Bradford called here last night.” “What?” Crap. “How could he possibly know we’re here?” Panic engulfed her entire being.

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Bradford was Laurel’s older brother. As the only male heir of their generation, he had made it perfectly clear, albeit in subtle ways, that he wanted to share control of the family business. Or, more likely, he wanted to run the entire show himself. Luckily, her grandfather disagreed. Bradford may have changed his ways in the last couple of years, but after more than a decade of living like a wastrel, Olivia didn’t plan to let him run the family business into the ground like he had his own personal finances. Clay responded, “I don’t think he knew who he was calling. He mentioned that he traced a cell phone call to the area. I suspect he was cold-calling local numbers in the area hoping to get lucky. I promise I didn’t tell him anything. But I thought you should know that he named both of you. He wanted to talk to either of you urgently.” “I can’t believe he traced my cell phone. Isn’t that illegal?” Laurel asked. Clay smiled and shrugged. “That depends on who he got to do it. Could be legit if he used a private investigator or has a friend in law enforcement. But likely not.” Olivia sucked in a breath. “Do you think something happened to Grandfather?” Laurel shook her head. “No. I think he’s just mad that we disappeared without consulting him. When I turned my phone on this morning, there were eleven messages from him. But none of them had any urgent reason for why I need to call back. He just wanted to know where the two of us were. Nosy bastard.” “Maybe we should go back early.” Olivia didn’t really want to leave yet. She contemplated possibly taking a late flight back so she could spend the afternoon with Dalton and Wade. “We can if you want.” Laurel didn’t look to happy about it. “But I hate to let him force our plans to change.” “What had you intended to tell Bradford about where we were when you got home?”

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Laurel grinned. “That we were at a private spa for the weekend. I’ll just mention the words ‘Brazilian butt wax’ or possibly ‘extreme bikini wax’ and either one of those phrases should shut him up.” Clay half groaned and half laughed. “That would do it for me. Trust me, I’d walk away in a hurry. Speaking of walking away, I think I’ll take my cue and go now.” “Thanks for letting us know about the call, Clay,” Olivia said. “No problem. If you need a secure ride to the airport, let me know. I can make that happen.” Laurel grabbed her arm as they walked toward the tables and said, “I was actually thinking of staying for a couple more days. The two guys I was with this weekend are participating in a rodeo in the coming week.” “You’re making me go back alone? What should I tell Bradford about why you stayed?” Olivia didn’t relish facing Bradford alone. “I don’t know. You can always refuse to tell him anything. It isn’t any of his business where we were or what we were doing.” “True. But you know he’s like a terrier with a bone when he thinks a secret is being kept from him. He won’t stop gnawing until he’s scraped the entire outer layer to extract all possible flavor. Or secrets, as the case may be.” “Tell him we were at the spa and that I found a man I liked and stayed behind. It’s sort of the truth, and best of all, he won’t have any problem believing it.” Olivia sighed. “Fine.” “What’s wrong?” Olivia said, “Maybe I don’t want to leave, either. Maybe I’d like to be footloose and fancy-free for once.” “Staid and stuffy Olivia wants to continue kicking up her heels with two men? That can’t be true. I barely believe you came with me as it is.” Olivia laughed. “Well, you’ve opened my eyes to a whole new lifestyle.” She sent her gaze to Dalton and Wade. They were talking

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to the two men Laurel had been with. “I almost wish I didn’t have a big family company counting on me to rescue it from antiquity.” “I’m so glad you enjoyed the weekend.” Her cousin sounded genuinely happy, yet astounded. “I did. Thank you for this. I truly hate to go. It actually hurts me that I’ll probably never see them again.” “Perhaps your priorities need a refresher. You don’t have to go back, you know. Or better yet, why can’t you maintain a future relationship with these men if you like them?” “Because if you try to keep a secret, it will always be revealed at the least opportune time. Besides, I’ll be too busy.” Laurel shrugged, but a mischievous smile played around her lips. “Suit yourself. Even if I ran the world, I’d still make time for the two men I just met this weekend. They are just too delicious to discard easily.” She let out a long sigh and stared across the room. “Also, thanks for taking the knowledge of this weekend and my participation in it to the grave.” “No problem. What are cousins for?” “Depends on the cousin,” Olivia said seriously. “My life is over if Bradford finds out about any part of this.” “Don’t worry. He’ll never know where we were or the men we were with. Just be cool. Trust me, I’ve hidden my participation for years.” Olivia nodded, but it would likely take ten years time before she’d believe she was truly safe. She looked over at Dalton and Wade waiting for her to return so they could say their good-byes. Her body actually sagged in disappointment. Ten years was a long time to live without amazing sex and kisses to die for. With Bradford already suspicious of her whereabouts this weekend, she’d better make her final farewells to the two men who’d changed her sex life forever. Both Dalton and Wade smiled with love in their eyes as she approached.

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Would she ever want anyone else besides the two of them? The current answer to that question was a big, fat no. **** Wade was on a priority mission. He’d enlisted Dalton to help him, but didn’t actually think they’d fare any better with a two-against-one scenario. But he was compelled to try anyway. The moment Clay opened the door to his security fortress and saw that it was them, he grunted and said, “No. I’m not telling either of you where she is. I don’t care what you try to do to me.” “We want to send her something,” Wade blurted out before he could slam the door in their faces. “Like what?” Clay’s face took on an unexpected amused expression. What was that about? “Flowers. We want to send her a nice bouquet.” Clay suddenly grinned. “Already taken care of. I sent two dozen flowers on your behalf with a nice, nondescript note and your initials. In fact, I sent them to each of the women invited to the annual event. I do it every year.” “Seriously?” Wade couldn’t believe it. Thwarted with their best idea to gain information about Olivia, and they hadn’t even stepped inside the building. “It’s all a part of the package that is the DRMC annual event. No detail is overlooked. As new members you likely didn’t know that, but now you do.” He started to close the door. “Wait. What if we want to send more flowers?” Clay leaned one shoulder casually against the doorframe. “Give me some money and I’ll see to it.” He held out his hand. Dalton sighed. “I told you he wouldn’t give up any information. He makes even the most trusted national security agencies look like tattletales.” Clay grinned again as if he’d just been complimented.

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“There has got to be a way.” Wade was undaunted. He’d tried to get Dalton to use his powers at Homeland Security to track her, but he’d patently refused. It was a line Dalton absolutely wouldn’t cross, regardless of how unhappy he was without Olivia in their lives. And he was pretty miserable. They both were. Clay crossed his arms. “Did you give her your phone numbers before she left?” “Yes. Why?” His eyes rolled. “Because, if she has your number and she wants to make contact with you, she will. And if she doesn’t, then leave her alone, or I’ll pop you one.” Dalton nodded. “If she sends any message to you—” “Then of course, I’ll let you know every intimate detail of whatever she says,” he interrupted him and said exasperatedly. Then he closed the door firmly in their faces. Wade walked away from the building with a heavy heart. Saying good-bye to Olivia forever had been the hardest thing he’d ever done. He’d consoled himself with the notion that regardless of what she’d told them before she left, perhaps she’d miss them so much she’d get in touch. It had only a couple of days since she left, but she still hadn’t called. Dalton didn’t show his emotions as easily, but Wade could tell he missed her, too. Before they got back into his truck, Wade retrieved his cell phone. “Who are you calling now?” Dalton asked. Clay’s voice came over the line. “What do you want, Wade? I’m warning you, my patience has worn thin.” “I want to give you my credit card number so you can start sending flowers to Olivia every day.” “Fine. But I plan to tell her that you’re making me do it, and if she tells me to make it stop, I’m listening to her and not you.” “Whatever. I want her to know we miss her.”

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“Well, sending flowers every day should do it. Or possibly make her fill out a restraining order application.” “Very funny, but I’ll take the chance.” When he hung up, Dalton laughed. “You are persistent. I’ll give you that.” Wade shrugged. “I know what I want. I’m willing to make a fool of myself to get it. Besides, what woman doesn’t love to get flowers for any reason?” He shrugged. “I just hope it doesn’t backfire on us.” Wade planned to have a positive attitude if and until she told them to stop, but remarked under his breath, “Me, too.”

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Chapter Eleven Olivia was about three seconds away from wrapping her perfectly manicured fingers around Bradford’s skinny neck and squeezing the life out of him with her bare hands. She’d spent much of the last two weeks a mere breath from choking him to death at any given time of the day. This constant state of perpetual homicidal mania likely needed to stop, but every time she tried to step away and ignore her only male cousin, there he was cajoling her for information about where she’d been during her time at the DRMC property. “I will find out one way or another, Olivia. You might as well tell me,” Bradford whined as the two of them entered through the elegantly appointed outer doors of this beautiful mansion to attend a mandatory social function for one of their grandfather’s oldest and dearest friends. It was a birthday celebration, but Olivia found she wasn’t in a very festive mood. Bradford had seen to that with his endless questions about the short time away that she’d spent with Dalton and Wade. Fending off Bradford’s constant queries about that time made her think about how much she missed them. Not surprisingly, it also made her regret leaving them. A waiter stood just inside the impressive foyer with a tray of champagne to offer guests the second they stepped inside. Bradford, already two steps ahead of her through the door, picked one flute up, downed the contents in a single gulp, put the glass back on the tray and grabbed another to carry.

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Olivia rolled her eyes. Grandfather had pulled her aside earlier and asked her to keep an eye on her cousin and curtail any excessive drinking. As if that was a part of her corporate duties. It wasn’t. The strong scent of booze mixed with Bradford’s powerful cologne made her wonder how long it would take him to get to staggering drunk tonight. Selecting her own flute, Olivia suddenly regretted the choice of dress she wore tonight. It was the champagne-tinted beaded one she’d worn not quite two weeks ago at the DRMC annual Stadium event. She’d always planned to repurpose the dress for tonight’s birthday party. She added quite a few glittering accessories this time around versus the simple gold earrings she’d worn in Colorado. Even dripping in diamonds at her ears, throat, and wrist, and with even a small tiara tucked into the complicated, swept-up hairdo for tonight’s party, didn’t keep Olivia from thinking about where she’d first worn this dress. Or the first time it came off. The moment she’d slipped the garment over her head while getting ready took her brain right back to their Stadium box. The compelling memory of the expensive fabric sliding over her hips to pool at her feet, as Dalton and Wade played with her nipples, while she watched the Stadium stage, slipped dangerously into her mind. Thoughts like that needed to stay in her distant memory, and not at the forefront. She focused her attention on the coming evening, but with each step she took, seductive memories invaded her mind. She mentally shook her head to clear it. She needed to focus on the here and now, not the past. But putting her mind on her supposed recent promotion in the family company was even worse. The promotion and her instrumental plans to run the company had not worked out the way she expected. At least they hadn’t yet. Bradford breathing down her neck was bad enough, but then this past couple of weeks had also been fraught with extra drama as she’d attempted to inform the board of directors, led by her grandfather,

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about her ideas and plans to move the company forward. She’d been summarily shot down on her very first day. Undaunted and feeling completely in the right of these needed changes, Olivia had scheduled another meeting a week later and tried again. The second time around she’d brought charts and graphs showing sales declines. She then carefully explained about the archaic communications used in their various holdings. She succinctly explained with confidence that without a very fast injection of state-of-the-art technology and lots of modernization, they’d be left in the dust as to any new contracts to replace the old ones they’d already lost and were continuing to lose. The corporation profits were slowing each month, and the recent profit and loss statement annual trends in her colorful displays showed obvious weakening. Unfortunately, Grandfather didn’t agree with her in this matter, and neither did the board of directors. They were unwilling to pay to modernize. She’d carefully explained that she already had financial backing for her much-needed business rejuvenation plans, conceding the point that they’d have new partners, but the new investors wouldn’t have close to a controlling interest. Feeling very confident that she’d made her point, Olivia told them she wanted to begin implementation within the month. Instead, she’d been shot down once again. The board didn’t want to give up any stock shares or any part of any interest in the company to new financial backers. They felt her investors would only dilute their status as current stockholders. They refused to listen further to her plans. All of it had culminated in a big blowup with her grandfather after the meeting. They had shouted at each other. Worst of all, there had been a barely concealed threat that her continued role in the family business might be in jeopardy. She and her grandfather had never argued before.

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In light of their respect for each other, they’d come to a mutual agreement to avoid talk of any business for a while until some time had passed for him to reevaluate her ideas to see if they any had merit. However, all of the hard feelings and the unexpected disapproval of what she considered vital business tactic for the family company weighed heavily on Olivia. Her grandfather didn’t seem willing to change his mind, and without his support, she had no hope of garnering the board’s vote of approval. Plus, the sting that if she was truly in charge of this business, as she’d been led to believe, then she should already have the authority to modernize or make any changes she felt were needed. Apparently, her auspicious title had different duties than she’d originally been led to believe. The company was going to fail if she didn’t get her grandfather and the board to wake up and smell the obsolescence. Their largest business associates and longest-running customers were fading one by one off of the company books. Either the longrunning head of the family company died and sent the company’s remaining members into a frenzy of bad decisions culminating in eventual Chapter 11 bankruptcy, or worse, Chapter 7 liquidation proceedings. Or they also went by the wayside of antiquated technology and into the black hole of competition that had newer, faster, and more innovative ways to do business. Meanwhile, Bradford had been like a bee up her skirt, stinging her repeatedly when she least expected it regarding her time at the DRMC. There wasn’t an hour in any given day that she didn’t think of both Dalton and Wade. Having Bradford asking her about it all the damn time didn’t help her sullen attitude. She would always regret rushing away from the brunch earlier than she’d planned in light of her cousin’s foolish antics to discover her secret. She shouldn’t have allowed fear to guide her actions the day she left them. Out of her sad reverie, Olivia took a sideways glance at her cousin as they headed for the designated reception area up ahead. It was also

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referred to as the drawing room. Olivia just wanted to get this night over with, go home, and scrub away the artifice of wealth and glamour required in this world. Every minute of this party was at least scheduled meticulously down to the detail. They’d pay their respects to the hostess—who also happened to be the birthday girl—in the drawing room as more champagne was served. They’d adjourn to the large family room to watch her open the multitude of gifts brought for tonight’s party. As a part of the crowd of onlookers, Olivia would make the appropriate ooh and ah noises over the extravagant gifts presented. Bradford would spend his time downing one glass of champagne after another from passing waiters serving the crowd. Directly after the last gift was opened, they’d move en masse yet again to the formal dining room. The hostess and birthday girl would make a few remarks, make a silent wish, blow out a few candles, wield a diamond studded knife and cut up an over-the-top expensive and ornately decorated designer cake. Precisely cut pieces of cake would then be distributed onto the most expensive porcelain china money could buy along with the good silverware. More champagne would flow at a table next to the cake. She’d have to watch Bradford like a hawk. But only if she didn’t end up pouring him into a taxi during the gift-opening portion of the evening before a single crumb of cake was ever served. Because chaperoning a party with Bradford as her charge wasn’t her first time at this particular rodeo. Olivia took comfort in the fact that the rich folks in their social circles did not balk at keeping to a very tight schedule. And truthfully, it was a bit soothing to know exactly what would happen each and every second of the entire night. The only wild card she could see was walking next to her. And yet she fervently wished it was time to go home instead of time to start the evening. She took a quick sip of champagne as they walked down a long hallway following several other guests that had

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arrived just ahead of them. The alcohol soothed her a bit and calmed her nerves. Bradford then opened his mouth and took away any comfort she’d managed to salvage for herself for the coming evening. “And another thing, what is with all the recent flower deliveries of late? Tell me, who is DW?” Olivia’s hands fisted. She almost snapped the champagne flute in half as her fingers tightened around the stem. He’d pushed her last button. He’d stomped on her last nerve. He’d pushed her right over the edge of fury. She couldn’t stop the venomous tone as she whispered hotly, “I’ve told you before and I’ll tell you again for the hundredth effing time, Bradford. It’s none of your damn business who is sending me flowers.” The first bouquet had arrived with a vague message like, “Have an amazing day!” on the card, the initials DW, and a private text message from Clay letting her know he hadn’t given up her information, but had sent the flowers courtesy of the DRMC event. The subsequent flower deliveries all had a card that said, “Missing you,” and were again signed with the initials DW. As with the first order, Clay had sent a second private text message that had made her smile. It said, “FYI. Further flower deliveries are from you know who and sent through me personally. Your location will remain safe.” Each and every day a bouquet was sent. She’d come to look forward to the steady deliveries of flowers. She figured they’d give up after a few days when she didn’t acknowledge them. A couple of days ago, she’d gotten the nerve to call them, but she hadn’t even finished dialing the number before Bradford had barged into her office without knocking. She took it as a sign she shouldn’t have even tried to make contact. So she enjoyed the fragrance of fresh flowers swirling in her office and contemplated a life of loneliness as she battled her way into the family business trying to do things her way. Now her idiot cousin was taking that little bit of joy away, too, with his incessant questions about it. “Well, I’m just saying that old

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DW must be pretty loaded if he can afford to send a bouquet every single day. Grandfather would probably love it if you got married to some rich guy in our circle. Is that where you were? Getting down and dirty with some rich guy named DW so he’ll come in and run the company with you?” She wasn’t getting married. But she’d had enough. So she snapped. Olivia stopped and grabbed his arm. She pushed her face close to his. “Go ahead, Bradford, ask me where I was a hundred more times and I promise I’ll tell you the exact same thing. None of your fucking business. Or perhaps I’ll take a different tack and simply strangle you if you insist on repeating the same question over and over again.” She resisted the sincere urge to poke him with each word she spoke. “You’re so touchy, Olivia. For God’s sake, I was just curious.” “Really? Didn’t curiosity smother the cat? Because I’m so close I can taste it. I am warning you, Bradford. Don’t test me.” Bradford just smiled, pulled his arm from her grasp, and started walking again. Olivia wanted to release a deafening, primal scream, but instead she took a deep breath, calmed herself, and did a fast walk to catch up with Bradford. Her grandfather had already arrived earlier, but she’d been saddled with Bradford as his nanny for this event. Then again perhaps sponsor would be a more apt title. “This is such a bore,” Bradford said, and guzzled the rest of his second champagne glass. “We’re barely in the front door, Bradford. How can you already be bored?” The urge to put her hands around his throat returned. He opened his mouth to respond, but Olivia quickly said, “Don’t answer that. Let’s just go wish the hostess a happy birthday.” Before you start slurring your words and embarrass me. “Fine. Lead the way.” The group they’d followed disappeared through a set of ornate double doors ahead. Outside the entryway to the drawing room was

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another server holding a large tray with more flutes of champagne, as if the chore of walking fifty steps needed an alcoholic reward at the end. Bradford probably thought so. “Don’t even think about getting a third drink,” Olivia said through gritted teeth as they got within earshot of the servant. “You aren’t my mother,” he said with a sneer, and selected another glass. Olivia took a sip of her own drink for strength and followed him into the room. “No. I’m your nanny for the evening. ” At first glance, Olivia surmised that there were already over a hundred people in the room. After they said hello to the birthday girl, maybe she could push Bradford into a corner with two fresh glasses of champagne and collect his soon-to-be-in-a-stupor ass at the end of the evening. It was probably way too much to ask that he’d cooperate in that plan. Olivia searched the room for her grandfather, but didn’t see him at first glance. She crossed the expensive plush carpets headed to the birthday girl, Margaret. Although, the rumor was she’d turned eighty this week, making her hardly a girl anymore. Margaret caught her eye and a wide smile encompassed her sweet, wizened face as Olivia approached. Bradford was hot on her heels. He said, in a not-low-enough tone, “The old girl looks pretty good for ninety, don’t you think? Or is she eighty?” Olivia plastered a grin on her mouth and kept moving forward, hoping no one heard what he’d said. “Olivia,” Margaret said in a welcoming tone. “It’s wonderful to see you, dear. Come and kiss my cheek.” A subtle gardenia fragrance greeted her as Olivia bent closer to buss the old woman’s face. She also caught a sudden glance of the tall, dark, tuxedo-clad man to Margaret’s right side. The man’s back was to her at first, but as she straightened, he turned around, and she got a shocking full-front view of him.

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Dalton. Rourke. Oh. God. “Olivia, I’d like for you to meet my grandson. Dalton, this is the granddaughter of my oldest and dearest friend, Arthur Stanton. You met him earlier.” “Yes. I remember.” Dalton’s puzzled-sounding tone and even more curious expression gave way to a swift frown as he coldly extended his hand toward her. “Pleased to meet you, Olivia.” She opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Questions flooded her mind and seemingly took away her motor skills. Why was he here? How did he find her? Where was Wade? Why was he frowning? Was he angry? She didn’t extend her hand. She couldn’t seem to speak or get her body to cooperate in any proper way. Directly behind her, Bradford quickly sidled up and inserted himself between the three of them and the continuing awkward silence. Margaret’s bewildered look was interrupted only by Bradford’s gauche behavior. First he stared at her shocked face and turned then to look at Dalton and the icy, rigid mask of his surly expression. Dalton dropped his hand to his side since she’d failed to grasp it. A light came into his eyes. “Hey, do you two know each other? Is this DW with all the flower deliveries?” Bradford asked with a slight slur in his voice. Kill me now echoed over and over in Olivia’s mind.

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Chapter Twelve Dalton hated being here among the rich and snotty, but it was his grandmother’s eightieth birthday party. The auspicious event had been planned for months, and he couldn’t miss it without good reason. A strong dislike of this elite, supercilious group wasn’t a valid enough excuse to bail. He’d already met more than a hundred people at tonight’s gala party, and still more streamed into the room every minute. There were a few people in his grandmother’s inner circle that knew he worked in some capacity as a government law enforcement agent, but not too many. Wade had opted not to come to the event tonight, and Dalton couldn’t blame him. The last such occurrence garnered lots of questions about his profession as ranch owner. The snots here looked down their noses at anyone that actually worked for a living. They especially sniffed in regal haughtiness at anyone who worked with their hands or had calluses. The fact that Dalton held a job with the government was simply not mentioned at a party like this. Ever. After his elitist grandfather had passed away a few years ago, Dalton’s grandmother had quietly, and without his permission, added his name to several charity boards that she also held positions on. That way he could be legally introduced as a philanthropist in her social circles. It was an acceptable occupation for this group instead of a G-man, which most certainly was not suitable employment in their snooty minds. He hated it. He especially hated that he was required to do it for people he didn’t care one whit about, but he loved his grandmother.

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This was her life. She’d always lived this way, and after eighty years in the same fashion, she was unlikely to change. Dalton turned away from his grandmother for only a minute with the need to search for exits. He sought a clear path out of the crowd that had formed around her. Occupying his time figuring out the best way to secret his grandmother out of the room in case terrorists suddenly invaded kept him from punching out those ultrasnobs who annoyed him the most. Unfortunately, the whole empty-headed, conceited crowd annoyed the hell out of him. Restless and edgy at being in this situation, he ignored the hair lifting on the back of his neck. He was therefore completely unprepared to turn around and see Olivia, his Olivia, put a sweet kiss on his grandmother’s cheek. In fact, he saw the dress first before he figured out who was wearing it. When he saw her face, he almost swallowed his tongue. Good God. Olivia. Here? He was equal parts elated and stunned. Until he saw that she’d come with another man, a rich snob like all the others. And until he saw the plethora of diamonds she wore like she’d emptied her jewelry box over her head. A pungent memory of the last time he’d seen that dress, and what had transpired between them, circled his brain before he could hope to stop it. By the time his grandmother introduced her, Dalton felt like he’d received the gut punch of a lifetime. His Olivia deserted them for a job with important responsibilities to come here and live like a princess and go to endless parties and hobnob among people he loathed. His heart and mind instantly went to war over how she could possibly be one of these stuck-up people he hated. He thought she’d gone back home to volunteer for a job in the Peace Corps or to tirelessly work in a nonprofit organization benefiting orphans or the like. He couldn’t hide his anger or feelings of being duped by a woman he’d come to love even after she left them to live like a queen among a set of pretenders neither he nor Wade would ever fit in with.

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“Pleased to meet you, Olivia,” he said woodenly. He couldn’t believe he’d gotten the words out without spitting them. She froze like a glacier in a snowstorm. She didn’t shake his hand. Didn’t even lift her manicured fingers to touch him. Was she embarrassed by him? Did she suddenly regret all the intimate time they’d spent together? Had they been merely a dirty little tryst of fun until she could get back to her real life and rich friends? The drunk idiot she was with said, “Hey, do you two know each other? Is this the DW guy with all the flower deliveries?” The room around them went utterly silent in the space of three seconds. The vapid people here loved nothing better than a sordid scandal to titillate their boredom. They had no problem eating their own for entertainment. Dalton felt completely betrayed by his own mistaken ideas of what Olivia’s life consisted of after she left them, but he wasn’t about to let anyone in the room know it. A protective instinct kicked in, and he endeavored to keep her out of trouble. To that end, Dalton promptly swiveled to face Olivia’s companion. He put a puzzled expression on his face and responded. “The DW flower guy delivery? Is that a new start-up company? I’m always looking for new ways to invest in cutting-edge enterprises.” The man chortled. “No, dear man, not a start-up company.” He guzzled the contents of his champagne glass and added, “You see, my cousin here has been receiving flowers every single day from a mysterious sender. The note is always signed with the initials DW.” Cousin? Not rich acceptable society date. Excellent. “I see,” Dalton said, but his tone pretended that he didn’t understand at all. “The name is Dalton Rourke. No W in my middle or last name.” “Well, then it can’t be you then, can it?” Dalton caught the devious undertone of Olivia’s cousin’s flagrant suggestion that it still could be him.

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Olivia blinked and suddenly put a big smile on her face. She extended her hand to him. “I’m very pleased to meet you, Dalton.” Was it his imagination, or was her voice trembling? And did that seductive tone tremble in fear, dread, lust, or a combination of all three? Dalton reached out and captured her hand. Overwhelming and unhindered feelings of love swelled around his heart. He may have been taken off guard at seeing her here, but he wouldn’t make it worse by taking part in a scandal she’d suffer for amongst these people. “My cousin startled me with his query.” She squeezed his hand hard enough that he could tell she appreciated his quick remarks. It almost pained him to release her fingers once they’d shaken long enough. With no blood in the water, the crowd around them resumed their inane chatter and soon ignored them. “Bradford,” his grandmother said in a stern tone. “A lady must never divulge her secret romances. Besides, she probably doesn’t even know who it is.” She turned to Olivia. “And even if you do, I say you keep everyone guessing as your mysterious flower sender.” Bradford rolled his eyes up, but then smiled and remarked, “Touché, dear lady.” “Thank you, Margaret,” Olivia said and moved past her to allow the next party attendees in line behind them a chance to greet his grandmother. Dalton backed up a few steps to give her some room, but didn’t want her to leave his presence. Bradford peeled off and headed for the nearest champagne server with a full tray. He leaned in close to her. “I’d like to talk to you. Privately.” Olivia glanced at her cousin as if trying to keep an eye on him. “I’ll bet you would.” Her tone was light, but he took the remark as an insult.

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“Maybe you’d rather I enlighten the room as to our true association.” He grinned as he spoke, but garnered the expected sharp look from her. He’d never reveal their connection to this group. “I refuse to disrupt your grandmother’s birthday celebration or give these vultures any more gossip to chew on,” she replied with a sweet grin of her own. “I will talk to you later. Perhaps next week—” “No. We’ll talk tonight. When the crowd moves from this room to open gifts, I know a place we can go and not be seen or heard.” The delectable scent of her engulfed all of his senses and made him nearly giddy with the desire to take her into his arms and kiss her to distraction. Her use of the word “vultures” with regard the partygoers made him reconsider her feelings about the people in the room. His heart lifted just a bit with the hint that perhaps she was stuck in this crowd tonight just as he was. “I’d rather not talk to you tonight,” she whispered in that trembling tone. “Liar.” Before she could respond, Olivia was pushed closer to him as a couple crowded behind her. They moved a few steps further away. The expression on her face was affable, but her gaze drilled a whole different meaning. He thought it might be lust. Or perhaps he just wished it was. She was close enough to him that he could lift his hand surreptitiously and rub her ass without anyone seeing. Which he did. She almost fell into him the second he touched her. She swayed back to a standing position and took a deep sip of her champagne. “Stop that,” she said in a low tone, but her expression said do it again. So he did. He smoothed his hand across her hip and down one cheek to cup it gently. “Stop what?” he asked with a mischievous smile. “Stop touching me.” He pulled his hand away with a deep sigh. “You’re so close. I can’t help it,” he whispered. “Come on. Leave the room with me right

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now. We’ll slip out and have a quiet chat. I know just the place for privacy.” “No. I have to keep an eye on Bradford. He’s tossing back his fourth or fifth drink since we got here ten minutes ago. I’ve actually lost track. Once I pour him into a cab, I’ll come and find you.” “Not a chance, love. I’m not letting you out of my sight again. I’ll help you deal with your cousin. Then we can talk.” She pushed out her own deep, long sigh, but didn’t say anything when he started following her across the room. Together they walked over to Bradford. He’d grabbed not one but two glasses, one for each hand, while the server tried to move away and allow others to get a beverage. Bradford followed behind the server, starting to sway with each step. “You’ve had enough, Bradford.” Olivia took one of the glasses out of his hand with a bit of a struggle. Her cousin made a face and guzzled the other glass in a single gulp. “I haven’t had nearly enough, dear cousin,” he said with a gleeful giggle. “If Grandfather sees you, there will be hell to pay, and you know it.” Bradford sent a glassy-eyed gaze to Dalton and said, “And if Grandfather finds out you’ve been fucking the grandson of one of his oldest and dearest friends, the hell to pay will be your debt, not mine.” Another wild giggle escaped. “Okay. That’s it.” Dalton grabbed him by the arm and pulled him out the door nearest them. Luckily, they were at the back of the room away from the bulk of the crowd. There were not too many who saw them exit. He also hoped that no one heard what her cousin had said. Olivia followed close behind them as Dalton dragged him out the door, down a short hallway, around the corner, and through a side door leading onto a private patio. They marched outside and headed toward the designated parking area and available transportation.

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Olivia stayed on his heels as he gave Bradford over to one of his grandmother’s trusted servants. “Put him in a cab and send him home,” Dalton said quietly as Olivia gave the servant an address. Bradford didn’t put up as much resistance as Dalton expected, but perhaps the drink had finally quieted him down. Or more likely he was faking his drunkenness to get out of attending the party. Either way, Olivia was finally free of her loathsome cousin, and better yet, alone with him. Now Dalton could go have a chat with his wayward love. They moved back into the side door of the house. Instead of returning to the drawing room, Dalton grabbed her arm gently and led her to a door he knew to be an unused butler’s pantry. Olivia pulled her arm from his before they made it halfway there. “Where are you taking me?” “Someplace to chat.” “I’m not ready to talk to you. I’m here to attend your grandmother’s party. If you really want to talk to me, make an appointment like everyone else.” Dalton was taken aback for a moment. “Make an appointment? Are you joking?” “No. I’m not. I’m busy.” “Well, I’d hate to interrupt your ‘busy’ schedule of hair styling, nail painting, makeup application, and shoe shopping, but I’d like to have you explain a few things to me.” She moved close. “I don’t owe you any explanation about anything.” Dalton was again taken aback. “Maybe not, but I’ll have my say.” “Go ahead,” she crossed her arms. “Say what you need to.” “You left us. For important responsibilities.” He gestured around the opulent hallway of this mansion his grandmother owned before the realization of his words sunk into his brain. “These are your important responsibilities? You have to dress up in priceless jewelry and go to frivolous parties. Excuse me for thinking you had

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something really urgent to do. Here I was pining away for someone I thought was off helping charities or working in the Peace Corps.” “I never said I was doing any of that. I never told you anything. That was the point. And I don’t consider celebrating your grandmother’s birthday a frivolous event. You shouldn’t, either.” She was technically right about tonight’s party, but he’d never admit it. Not to her. Not right now. Then he paused. Dalton realized what an ass he was being, but he couldn’t seem to stop until he’d unwound. Two weeks’ worth of pain and suffering along with Wade as they missed her endlessly and tried to get a response from deliveries of flowers had built his anguish to a mountainous level. “Why didn’t you tell Clay to stop the flower deliveries?” The first chink in her wall of armor cracked right then. “What?” She looked suddenly stricken. He pressed on. “We waited for you to respond. You had our phone numbers. You failed to call and tell us to cease and desist. You didn’t call, not once. Why not? I want to know. Or were you just leading us on?” “No. I…I meant to call—” Dalton cut her off. “You meant to call? Really? Because we thought you were reconsidering a life with us.” Each day they didn’t hear from her made them think she was reevaluating their lifestyle. They thought she might come back sooner rather than later. Dalton hated to admit to being so needy. But he knew Wade especially waited each and every day for a call from her. The realization of her own lack of action seemed to be a true surprise. She shook her head once. “I started to call once, but—” “But what? You couldn’t call because you had too many manicure appointments? Couldn’t pick up a phone while your hair was being swirled up into your tiara? Give me a break.” Even though he felt betrayed by her. Even though she’d made them want her. Even though she hadn’t bothered to respond to their overtures, he still wanted to

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bury his fingers in her hair and kiss her sweet mouth until she responded in turn. Dalton turned away feeling like a chump. He wished he hadn’t already fallen in love with a woman who was obviously a figment of his own imagination. A woman who was sweet and generous and giving and perfect and… Olivia grabbed his arm. “Wait.” He pulled out of her grasp. “For what?” She looked like the woman from Colorado, but the deception of her current persona didn’t fool him. It did, however, make him still desire her desperately. He should back away and forget her. “Please let me explain.” The growing sound of voices approaching from down the hall made them both stop and stand still in place. “Where were you going to take me to talk privately? Let’s go there. Please.” Dalton pushed out a sigh. This was likely a mistake. He should just cut his losses, tell Wade to stop the flower deliveries, and simply move on with his sad, lonely life. Instead, he motioned her to follow, not trusting himself to touch her at the moment. They went down a short hallway. Dalton peeked around the corner to ensure no one would see them and then headed to an unused butler’s pantry. She followed close on his heels. He opened the large wooden door and guided her inside. The small room had light which he flipped on the moment they were enclosed in the tight space. Along one side was a waist-high counter and above were empty, glass-paned wood cabinets. There was enough room on the floor for them to lie down, but he didn’t truly expect things to go that far or in that particular direction. She looked around as if puzzled. “This is where you planned to take me to chat?” “Sorry it’s not a gilded palace, your highness. I was after privacy, not perfection.”

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The scent of her perfume was already driving him to distraction after only a couple minutes in this enclosed space. He pushed out a cleansing breath and asked quietly, “What do you want to say?” “I wanted you to understand that I never meant to hurt you or Wade. I did intend to call, but I’ve been busy. The one time I barely dialed half of your phone number, someone barged into my office and interrupted. I took it as a sign that I shouldn’t pursue you.” Her office? What office? Whatever. Even though he didn’t usually care for the rich look she wore, he couldn’t deny that she looked fucking amazing in it. The upswept hairdo with the tiara was over the top and made him want to fuck her in a most desperate way. He swore he could smell her arousal, or maybe he just remembered it because of the dress she wore. When his cock stirred, he knew he shouldn’t have brought her to such a tightly cramped place. He wouldn’t be able to back up far enough to get away from her luscious scent. “I thought I made it clear before I left Colorado what my intentions were.” She lifted one shoulder in a half shrug. “What did you expect from me?” she asked. Several answers to her question came to mind, but none them made it across his lips. Instead, he grabbed her, tightened his arms around her, and kissed her hard on the lips. Her tongue jammed into his mouth so fast to duel with his, Dalton growled, and the kiss went straight to volcanic intensity, as if they couldn’t quite kiss fast enough. His tongue looped over and around hers in a frenzy. He tried to lose himself in her kiss as he rememorized every inch of the inside of her mouth. Olivia’s arms came around his neck and squeezed tight. Her head tilted to one side, and he got an even deeper taste. Before he realized what he was doing, he’d unzipped her dress and a strap slid off one shoulder. The passionate kiss continued until he thought he might never let her go.

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Dalton’s cock came to full attention the moment their lips met. She was moaning and grinding her hips against his groin to the rhythm of their exuberant kiss. He broke the kiss and trailed his mouth down her throat, across one collarbone, and down to the top of one breast. The dress fell away, revealing one pert-tipped nipple begging to be sucked. Dalton took the bud in his mouth and bit down on the tip lightly. Olivia’s muffled scream against his head didn’t even come close to making him halt or pause. Her fingers were buried in his hair. He reached up and pulled both skinny dress straps from her shoulders. The slinky, champagne-tinted material pooled at her hips. He went to his knees and pulled the fabric off to circle her ankles. She wore light-pink silk panties. Those slid halfway down her thighs next. Without looking up at her or asking permission, Dalton buried his face between her legs and licked her clit. “Ohmigod.” She backed against the counter and braced herself while he licked her and shoved his tongue as deeply as possible into her pussy. Her breath came in gasps. He soon positioned her clit between his lips and didn’t stop sucking until she came with a shriek. He slid two fingers inside her warmth to feel her pussy squeezing them hard and fast. His cock throbbed with the need to fuck. Dalton rose and plastered his mouth against hers. She reached below and fumbled with his fly. He helped her. Once his cock was in her hand, he extracted a condom from his wallet and put it on as she watched. She shimmied out of her panties and opened her legs. Dripping in diamonds, her expensive shoes and nothing else, Dalton moved forward and slammed his cock inside her pulsing, tight, slick pussy so hard and fast his eyes practically rolled back in his head with utter joy. She arched her body into him the moment his cock was balls deep in her pussy. One of her legs circled his thigh. He grabbed both of her hips and started pumping his cock deep and hard. Nearly slamming

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her against the counter with each thrust, Dalton didn’t need long to find release. He glanced down at her bouncing breasts and saw his cock disappearing over and over into her hot, slick pussy. The sight drove him over the edge. He’d missed her. The shock of seeing her, even in this hated environment, made him realized how head over heels in love with her he was. Regardless of her vapid, elevated station in life, he couldn’t imagine a future without her in it. He thrust one final time deeply and climaxed in a rush so satisfying, it was a wonder he didn’t pass out from it. He sagged against her hard. His elbow hit the counter. His mouth found her breast and sucked the tip between his lips for a postcoital suck. She tasted better than he remembered. The pantry door opening on them all of a sudden truly dampened this unexpected makeup-sex-slash-reunion fuck.

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Chapter Thirteen Olivia opened her eyes, looked down her body, and saw the dress pooled on the floor again at the same time she noticed Dalton’s mouth clamped around her nipple. She was in a bit of shock. She didn’t know whether to be stunned, excited, frightened, or all of the above. And when the knob turned and the door opened, she didn’t really have time for any emotion except fear of being caught. The thump of her heart banging against her chest put a cold, hard finger of terror in her mind. Dalton’s lips released her nipple. He stood to full height and hitched his pants up. He turned quickly as the door opened wider. He hid Olivia behind his body as best he could while he quickly fastened his fly and faced the unwanted intruder. Olivia didn’t even have time to retrieve her dress from the floor before a familiar figure darted into the closet. Laurel held up a finger to her lips signaling them to be silent and turned to lock the deadbolt quietly into place. Olivia stood stark naked behind Dalton, trembling with the fear of discovery. The absurd question of why the butler’s pantry had a deadbolt on the inside circled in her brain with lunatic fervor. She would not ask. She pressed her lips together. A short time later the knob rattled, but the deadlock held. They heard voices outside the door that sounded like security, but Olivia couldn’t be sure. They waited a solid five minutes before daring to speak or even move. “Thanks for the save,” Olivia finally whispered. “That would have been an embarrassment I might not have recovered from.”

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Dalton gave her a sour look, but didn’t say anything. “You’re welcome,” Laurel said. She asked, “How did you know we were in here?” Laurel turned her back to them and faced the door so Olivia could get her dress back on. “I was in the drawing room when the two of you met unexpectedly. I watched and followed when you took Bradford to the taxi.” “I didn’t even know you were coming to the party.” “Well, I wasn’t exactly invited. So I crashed.” Dalton glanced over his shoulder to watch her dress. Olivia got the straps up and turned her back for him to zip her up. “You crashed my grandmother’s birthday party?” Dalton asked as if surprised. He pulled the zipper slowly up her back. His hands rested on her shoulder blades briefly before his arms dropped back to his sides. “Yes. In fact, I believe security is looking for me to boot me out. I didn’t want them to find you two instead.” “I appreciate what you did, but I don’t understand. Why weren’t you invited?” Dalton asked and turned to Olivia with question in his eyes. “Didn’t Olivia tell you? I’m the wild child, black sheep that our family barely tolerates. Meanwhile, she’s the staid, proper favorite who is also the new CEO of the family’s huge, venerable business enterprises.” Dalton turned to her with such shock in his features. “You’re the new CEO of your family’s business?” “Yes. The important responsibilities I believe I mentioned a time or two.” “I see.” Dalton’s whole bad-assed, angry persona faded away in that moment. He hadn’t known why she left. She guessed it made a difference that she wasn’t a drunken wastrel like Bradford or an insipid grasping partier like many in the earlier crowd surrounding his grandmother like ants on a sugar cube.

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Dalton considered this a moment and then said, “Tell you what, if anyone gives you shit about being here, you tell them you’re with me, okay?” Laurel grinned. “Really? Thanks.” “Sure.” She glanced over her shoulder and laughed. “So does this mean we can all come out of the closet now?” “Only if it’s safe and no one is around to see us.” Olivia took a deep breath and with it came the delightful aroma of Dalton and sex. Could she really go attend the party smelling like she had just been fucking in the butler’s pantry? She looked down and saw her panties under the heel of Dalton’s shoe. She bent over, pulled them free, and slipped them back on. Dalton smiled in a superior male way that said he wasn’t upset by anything that had just transpired. Dalton, Laurel, and Olivia exited the pantry slowly. Dalton peeked out first to ensure the coast was clear. He marched down the hall to another door and stopped. “I’ll be right back. Don’t move.” Disappearing into the bathroom, Dalton left them alone. Olivia turned to Laurel and said in a low tone, “Did you know who Dalton was?” Laurel put her hand up like she was about to swear an oath on a bible in court. “I promise I didn’t. I would have warned you.” She leaned closer. “The scuttlebutt from the whispers I heard earlier say that Dalton’s sort of like me. He’s the bad boy, black sheep in this family. But his grandmamma adores him and no one has the balls to stand up to her.” “He doesn’t seem to have a very good opinion of anyone here. Unfortunately, that includes me.” Laurel’s eyebrows lifted. “Really? Given the ‘connection’ that I saw between the two of you in the closet, I’d challenge that.” Olivia didn’t respond. She shrugged, but she allowed a brief smile to shape her lips in memory.

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“He seems like a good guy to me, Olivia. So did the other man you were with at the DRMC property. Give them a chance to make you happy.” Olivia snorted. “Like that would ever happen. Can you imagine Grandfather’s reaction if I decided to marry not one man, but two?” “It’s not up to him. It’s your life. I think you should give them a chance if you want to live that way.” Laurel put a hand on her arm. “Trust me. Don’t throw a good thing away because it isn’t proper. Not for our family or for running the business. They’re all a bunch of hypocrites anyway. You can’t tell me there’s never been a member of the family that didn’t do whatever the hell they wanted to at any given moment. You deserve the same rights, if you get put in charge.” Olivia knew there had been some scandals in their family in the past. Laurel, in fact, had been the talk of the family for years when she’d turned eighteen and gone rogue like a wild child several years before. Grandfather still refused to help support her in any way. That was something else Olivia planned to change once she was fully in charge. If that ever happened. Bradford wasted the stipend from the family trust every month in the form of booze, and possibly hookers. Laurel would at least use it for rent. “Thanks, Laurel.” She didn’t have time to say more before the bathroom door opened. Dalton exited the hall bathroom still tucking his shirt into the waistband of his pants, as if he had to hurry back or she’d be gone like the wind. He looked surprised to still see her standing there. “Thanks for waiting.” Laurel edged away. “I’m going to see if they’re serving cake. Good to see you, Dalton.” “Likewise. Thanks for the timely rescue.” She waved, turned her back, and disappeared around a corner. They stared at each other for a minute without speaking. “So what happens now?” she asked. “Not sure.” He looked baffled at what might possibly come next.

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“Do you still disdain my very existence?” He pushed out a long breath and grabbed her shoulders. “You know I don’t.” “I don’t know anything of the sort. We had sex. It was great. Not a surprise, but it doesn’t change anything.” His gaze drilled into her very soul. “It changes everything for me,” he said quietly. She rolled her eyes. “That’s because now you know who I am and where I am.” He squeezed her shoulders and moved closer. “I apologize sincerely for what I said to you. We had absolutely no word from you. After missing you these past two weeks and then suddenly seeing you pop up in a crowd of people I usually loath, well, let me just say, it was a surprise.” She nodded. “I forgive you.” But in her mind, nothing had changed. Her life was here. His and Wade’s was out in Colorado. “I can’t wait to tell Wade that I found you.” His growing smile touched a place deeply inside, but this conversation wasn’t going in the proper direction. They couldn’t be together. She shook her head. “Don’t tell him.” He frowned. “Why not?” “I can’t be with the two of you. Not in public. And if I go the private route and only meet occasionally route, someone will find out. I expect Bradford to have it all figured out before too long.” “I don’t care about him.” Olivia crossed her arms and backed out of his loose embrace. “Well, I don’t have that luxury.” “Just wait…” he paused and searched for words. “Just wait for what? What is it you expect me to do, Dalton? Leave all this wealth and responsibility behind so I can live happily ever after with you and Wade in a big house facing the mountains? I’m not denying that it would be nice, but I have an important job to do. And it’s here, not out West.”

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Olivia took a step toward the hallway where Laurel had disappeared moments before. “Where are you going?” “I don’t know. I guess I don’t want to be discovered alone with you when we smell like we just fucked in the butler’s pantry.” He inhaled a deep breath. “I think you smell fantastic.” “Of course you do.” She shrugged. “Go with me to eat some cake then we’ll go to my hotel and figure things out.” “Why didn’t Wade come with you tonight?” “My grandmother’s friends always make him feel like a low-class hillbilly freak because he actually works for a living and has the calluses to prove it. So he opted to have dinner with friends.” She nodded. Before she could tell Dalton in no uncertain terms that she was not going back into the party tonight, a man dressed in a suit with a security badge rounded the corner. When he saw Dalton, he raised a small hand-sized walkie-talkie to his mouth. “I found him. I’ll accompany him personally.” “Mr. Rourke, sir, your grandmother requests your presence in the dining room. Immediately.” He turned to Olivia and held out his hand as if in unspoken command. “You go on a head.” She nodded her head at the bathroom door. “I need to freshen up.” Dalton reached out and kissed her mouth gently while the security guard got a good view. “I’ll save you a piece of cake.” She nodded, and the two of them disappeared around the corner. Olivia intended to clean up in the bathroom as best as she could, but before she even opened the door, her foolish fears kicked her in the heart and then in the stomach. She could not face that room of people again. Dalton was right about one thing. The crowd assembled

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for tonight’s party were vapid, horrible creatures with a bloodlustlevel craving for gossip and scandal. While she hated to leave Dalton, she wanted to escape this night and these circumstances even more. Her grandfather might not forgive her for this faux pas, but she couldn’t help it. She didn’t want to be the sudden center of attention. Olivia released her breath, turned, and escaped the same way they’d hustled Bradford out. She was in a taxi and on her way home in less than ten minutes. Dalton would hate her. Her grandfather would lecture her. Bradford would likely benefit most when this sudden getaway blew up in her face. And it would. If the cab driver saw her crying silently over her broken heart all the way to her home, he had the good graces not to say anything to her about it.

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Chapter Fourteen Wade stabbed his finger against the elevator button several times before the doors opened to whisk him to the penthouse suite of Stanton Industries. He often acted without thinking, but today’s journey had been rehearsed repeatedly and on his mind for many hours last night. He was on a mission to speak to Olivia. He had a few things to say to her. He hoped he’d have the courage once he saw her in person. “Can I help you, sir?” a well-dressed receptionist asked as he stepped off the elevator directly into the front office area. “No. Thanks anyway.” Wade took a chance and headed toward the right. It looked like the corner office might be in that direction. “Sir, you can’t just barge in anywhere you like…” Wade didn’t look back. He strode quickly down the lengthy hallway reading the titles and names on the doors along the way. He finally found the one he was looking for on the last door. Behind him, the receptionist stopped following, but certainly was calling security. That was okay. Once he had his say, he’d leave peacefully. He’d only been to Dalton’s family gatherings a couple of times and hated every minute. He relished not going this time, then kicked himself when Dalton came home with the surprising news of Olivia being there. His heart had soared at first only to come crashing down when Dalton related what had happened during the evening. Olivia’s defection from the party last night had hurt Dalton almost beyond his capacity for words. He’d never seen his friend so distant or upset. Already a man of few words, his rendition of events as he’d related the evening came only in a few succinct sentences. It ended

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with her failure to show up for cake. His search of the house for her after and the valet telling him she’d taken a cab probably before he’d made it to the dining room. Dalton then retreated to his private room and canceled his breakfast meeting with old friends, citing a coming cold. Wade figured out where Olivia worked and decided to stage his own two-person breakfast get-together. He needed to see her. Needed for her to tell him she no longer wanted a relationship. And he needed her to say it to his face. He turned the handle of her office. It was unlocked. He barged in, closed and locked the door behind him. Wade was unprepared to see her. Seated at a massive mahogany desk across a plush dated room, Olivia was dwarfed by the furniture. Head down as if in quiet contemplation, she ignored the buzzing of her phone. It was probably her receptionist trying to warn her of his unexpected arrival. “I’d like to talk to you,” he said quietly. Her head shot up in shock. “Wade?” “Were you expecting Dalton instead?” She stood, rounded her desk quickly and crossed the room. He didn’t notice her swollen, red rimmed eyes until she was nearly upon him. God help him, he loved her as deeply as he had before she left Colorado. And even though he’d come here today to give her a piece of his mind for hurting Dalton, Wade opened his arms, and hugged her close when she slammed against his body sobbing. He squeezed her tight and let her babble muffled words against his shoulder that he couldn’t understand. The scent of her hair prompted him to kiss her forehead and reevaluate his purpose here today. He still had a few things to clear up. “I hear you caused quite a dustup at the party last night,” he said quietly. It was the most neutral thing he could think of. She mumbled something against his chest that he didn’t understand. He needed to hear what she had to say. He dropped his

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arms and grabbed her shoulders. Pulling her away from him gently, he caught her eye with his softening gaze. “I didn’t hear you. I need to know what’s going on in your head.” “I did a horrible thing. I ran out of the party. I betrayed Dalton’s trust. He hates me now. He has to. But no more than I hate myself.” Wade didn’t think Dalton hated her. “He was definitely surprised, equally worried, and a little bit hurt by your actions.” She cleared her throat. “Is that why you’re here? To avenge him?” He shrugged. “Maybe at first. But I didn’t expect you to be so upset.” She extracted herself from his hands and took a step back. “Wow. Both of you must really hate me if you didn’t think I’d be upset over what happened.” “Why did you run?” Her gaze went to the ceiling. A fresh set of tears spilled over her lower lids and splashed down her face. “It will sound foolish, and you likely won’t believe it. But I didn’t want anyone in that room to see us together after we’d been in the butler’s pantry.” She lowered her gaze to his face. “I assume he told you about the butler’s pantry.” Wade nodded. It had been a very brief, “I fucked her in a closet” statement, but by then his overall attitude about the evening had been colored by her running out. “If I’d gone back into that dining room with him for cake, there would have been no hiding how I felt about him. No hiding what we’d just been doing together. No hiding that I wanted him with every fiber of my being even though he’s considered lesser because he isn’t one of them.” “And did you want him to be one of them?” Her gaze sharpened. “No. I don’t. He’s better than all of them put together with the exception of his grandmother and possibly my grandfather. The rest of them can all go straight to hell as far as I’m concerned.” “So why did you care what they thought?”

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“They didn’t deserve the knowledge. I didn’t want them to take something special and taint it with their disdainful attitude. Gossip and scandal is what they feed on, and I didn’t want to provide anything fresh for them to devour.” “I see.” “No you don’t. Not everything. I’m vile. I also ran out because of the part where I have to live in this world. I didn’t want to face them alone after Dalton left. I was a coward.” Behind him, someone pounded on the door. “Miss Stanton, are you all right?” She opened the door and said, “I’m fine. I don’t want to be disturbed for any reason.” “Yes, ma’am.” Olivia closed the door again and locked it. She turned to him and crossed her arms as if to protect herself from him. “Tell me what you came to say. I know I deserve it.” “I had to see for myself that you were through with us. I wanted to hear it to my face that you no longer wanted to have anything to do with us or our unusual lifestyle.” She glanced over one shoulder at the side of her office. There were several vases of flowers strewn about the room. She’d kept the flowers they’d sent. His heart softened just a little bit more. “Dalton told me that you were waiting for me to respond or tell Clay to have the deliveries stop. I’m sorry I didn’t call sooner.” “What were you going to tell us?” “I hadn’t figured it out yet. It was also the biggest reason I didn’t call. I didn’t know what to say. Every day a new bouquet came and I swore I’d call you to tell you to stop.” “But?” “But I knew that if I heard either of your voices, I’d cave and try to arrange another meeting.” “What’s wrong with that?”

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She threw her hands in the air and gestured to the office. “This is my new job. I’m the new CEO of my family’s business enterprises. If I started sneaking off to Colorado to be with you, someone would find out.” “So you’re embarrassed by us.” “No. But it doesn’t matter. Everything I do will reflect on the company I run. I’m already faltering as it is. I don’t want to jeopardize my position further with a clandestine affair with two men, regardless of my feelings.” “What are your feelings?” he asked, wondering if he really wanted to know the reply to the primary question he was here to get answered. “Because I love you.” He hadn’t meant to say it. He was probably about to get his heart handed to him, but he hoped not. A watery smile shaped her mouth. “I love you, too, Wade. The truth is, I’m in love with both of you. I’ve missed you desperately every single day since I left the state of Colorado.” Fresh tears coated her cheeks again. “But I can’t be in two places at once, even if I did have the courage to move forward with our relationship. Let’s face it, New York and Ryder are too far apart even for a reasonable longdistance relationship.” Elated that she was in love with them and obviously torn up about the way things stood, Wade pressed on. “You know I’m just a seasoned cattle rancher with no discernable high-tech computer, skills, but even I know that you could move yourself to Colorado and run your business from there if you really wanted to. If you really loved us, I think you’d find a way.” “What?” “You heard me.” Her eyes shifted to one side as if she now contemplated the complications of moving her corporate headquarters out West. “I guess it’s possible.” Her expression softened a bit. “So the only concern is whether your love for us is important enough to make the effort.”

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“Dirty pool, Wade,” she said and looked up into his eyes. “No. Not dirty. Practical. I don’t want to live without you.” A timid smile emerged. She moved forward into his arms again. “Am I too hideous to kiss?” “Not even close.” Wade hugged her tight and gently placed his mouth over hers. She tasted like salty tears and sexy woman. He was spellbound by their intimacy. Before he knew what he was doing, he’d moved her backward until her backside hit the edge of her massive desk. He bent her back over the desktop and pinned her to the paper-strewn surface. “I have a sudden rather intense fantasy of fucking you on your desk. What are my chances of that happening in the next few minutes?” There was a knock at the door. She laughed. “Nil if you expect us to be alone.” He shrugged. “I really don’t care about anyone watching us. You know that, right?” He laughed and kissed her as she tried to rise. “Are you going to let me up?” Another more urgent-sounding knock came to the door. “I wasn’t planning on it. Do you want me to let you up?” She pushed out a sigh. “You understand this is my office and there are people that want to discuss business with me.” He pushed his hips with his hard cock between her legs. “Of course. I also have some rather urgent business I’d like to discuss with you.” The third knock came accompanied by a muffled raised voice shouting her name. “They will break the door down.” He laughed and stood up, releasing her from her desk. “Fine. Answer your door. Then come with me to the hotel. You can make up with Dalton, and we can finish our discussion.” She glanced at her watch. “I’ll meet you later on. Where are you staying?” she asked and crossed the room straightening her clothing.

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Wade hated to be so forceful—well, not really—but he wasn’t leaving this building without her in tow. He crossed his arms. “I’ll wait. We can go together.” He grinned. Olivia sighed. “Fine. Hold on.” She dealt with several people at the door without letting them enter and informed the final woman waiting that she was leaving for the day and to reschedule the two afternoon meetings on her calendar. The woman glanced over Olivia’s shoulder at him and smiled lightly. Wade took it as a good sign that her secretary seemed to approve of him even if the majority of others in her social circle likely wouldn’t. Wade and Olivia left together a few minutes later managing not to see anyone else in her office. The trip to the hotel didn’t take too long, and before he knew it, they were strolling into their hotel suite. Wade just hoped Dalton would give her a chance to explain what had happened. His friend wasn’t known for his forgiving nature. As soon as the door closed, Wade heard Dalton’s voice from within. “Wade? Is that you?” “Yeah,” he called out. “I thought you’d be back sooner. Where have you been?” They entered the main living room of the hotel. Dalton was in his robe looking like he was fresh from a shower. The beautiful young woman standing close to him was someone Wade didn’t recognize. **** Anxiety flooded Dalton’s whole being the moment he turned and saw Olivia with Wade. He should have known his best friend would go find her and have his say. Wade was like that. He was a little surprised to find Olivia with him. He didn’t know how his friend had talked her into joining them here. Next, he’d expect Dalton to forgive her and forget the betrayal from the night before.

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Dalton didn’t know if he’d gotten to a particularly magnanimous mood quite yet. But seeing Olivia now, after thinking he’d never see her ever again, also made him realize he couldn’t help but love her. When she got closer before stopping suddenly at the edge of the room, he could see Olivia’s eyes were red-rimmed and puffy. Had Wade made her cry? He wouldn’t have thought so. That likely meant he’d made her cry. He looked at her again closer and realized that her gaze was…not on him at all. She stared past him. What the hell? A glance at Wade and he could see his equally puzzled expression, too. Dalton looked down at his very casual attire and realized that he wasn’t exactly dressed for company, but he was covered. And then he remembered Allison. Shit. He’d totally forgotten she was in the room when he saw Olivia. He was a pathetic case of lovelorn sap and hopeful romantic. “Mr. Rourke, I can come back later if it’s more convenient,” Allison said quietly. Dalton turned to her. “No. You don’t have to leave.” He turned to Wade and Olivia. “This isn’t what it might look like.” Wade’s eyebrows lifted slightly. “I’m sure it’s fine.” “This is Allison,” he said by way of introduction. “She’s my grandmother’s personal assistant. She just brought the coat I left behind last night.” As if he suddenly needed to prove his honorable intentions over a girl being in his room, Dalton pointed to the dressy men’s overcoat heaped on the back of the sofa. “Mrs. Rourke also wanted to extend an invitation to you and your friend, Wade, for tea tomorrow afternoon at four o’clock in her downtown apartment, if you’ll still be here in town, that is.” “Yes. We’d love to. Thank you, Allison.” “Excellent. We’ll see you then.” Allison made a quick notation in a small appointment book, nodded once to both Wade and Olivia, and quickly crossed the room. Wade turned and walked her to the door, leaving Dalton alone with Olivia.

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“Dalton—” she started, but he held up his hand and she stopped. He didn’t know Allison very well and didn’t want any stray conversation overheard. Likely having Olivia simply show up in his hotel room would spread a fire blast of scandal across the city in seconds if Allison was a gossip. He hoped not. Her miserable expression reflected his attitude perfectly. She bowed her head. Once he heard the outer door close, he started moving before he even realized what he was doing. Olivia looked up as he stepped into her personal space. “You’re eyes are all red and swollen.” “Yes. I haven’t stopped crying much since I left you last night.” “I see. Maybe you shouldn’t leave me anymore, then.” He didn’t reach out to touch her, but he wanted to. “I’m so sorry, Dalton.” “I know. It’s my own fault. I was foolish to try and drag you back in to last night’s party with all the vultures in attendance. But we really should have left together.” Her gaze narrowed in obvious confusion. “What?” “I never should have expected you to go skipping back into the lion’s den of feverish gossip and scandal after what we’d just done in the closet.” Dalton slipped his hands into the pockets of his robe to keep them from touching her. “So…you aren’t mad at me?” He shrugged. “I’ll admit I was a little hurt last night, but Wade sent a text earlier before you arrived and explained why you left me there.” “He sent a text?” “Yes. Two of them, actually. The first explained last night, and the second one said, ‘babe with the swollen, red-rimmed eyes equals ours.’” A half smile appeared. “I forgot to keep my full attention on the two of you.”

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He nodded. “I know why you did what you did. I should have figured it out before demanding you accompany me into the bear cave. And I’m really sorry that it made you cry all night. There is something I’d much rather have been doing instead.” Olivia blinked. “What?” He stepped closer, pulled his hands from his pockets, and hugged her tight. “We should have been having mad, passionate, makeup sex all night, my dear, sweet love.” Then she started crying in earnest. “Dalton. I’m really sorry.” “Shush, love. I’m the one who’s sorry.” “No. I was a coward.” “Well, we were both fresh from the closet and brimming with gratification. I’d like to think we just weren’t quite ourselves, but in a good way.” “I love you,” she said and kissed his lips. “I love you so much.” “I love you, too.” Wade pressed into her and kissed the back of her neck. “Now that we’re all friends again, why don’t we adjourn to a bedroom and have that mad, passionate makeup sex mentioned earlier.”

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Chapter Fifteen Olivia’s brain was on overload. She’d started her day with only doom and gloom in her immediate and extended future. A few hours later, she was naked, flat on her back, and stretched out in a lavish hotel room bed with both Dalton and Wade about the have makeup sex times two. Dalton was beside her, kissing her and playing with her sensitive nipples. Wade was kissing his way down her body about to put his head between her legs. The second his tongue hit her clit she moaned long and loud. Her knees came up slightly and her legs widened to give him more room. His strong, callused fingers stroked up and down the backs of her thighs, sending additional tingles of delight straight to her pussy. Dalton moved and took a swollen nipple between his sensuous lips. When he nibbled and started sucking, she arched her back and grabbed the back of his head to hold him there. Looking down her body to Wade’s head between her legs sent a spasm of lust quaking through her body. She reached out with her free hand and played with her other nipple as they worked to bring her wickedly satisfying pleasure. The only thing missing was an audience. Olivia had certainly warmed to the appeal of others watching as they made love. No wonder they enjoyed their men’s club. It was beyond exciting to not only share two men, but also the thrill of other’s watching made the sensations more acutely satisfying. To satisfy that particular element, they’d left the curtains wide open in the bedroom. Since the room was on the thirtieth floor, likely the only people watching would have to

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have binoculars or be in some form of low-flying aircraft to see anything, but Olivia could easily pretend they were in their Stadium box in Colorado. Wade sucked her clit between his lips and shoved two fingers into her pussy. The firm penetration sent her libido dancing to the rabid edge of delight. She pinched her own nipple hard. Dalton sucked her other nipple hard. Olivia climaxed hard, screaming to the heavens. “That’s one,” Dalton whispered after a few minutes. “One what?” Olivia managed to choke out between her panting breaths. “You told me that your favorite number is four, love. That was orgasm number one. I’m not letting you leave this hotel room until we’ve at least made it to your favorite number.” “Great idea.” After being away from them these past two weeks, she’d need a minimum of four orgasms to relieve her pent-up longing. Wade kissed his way from her pussy to her mouth. The musky flavor of his kiss sent her libido peaking into new territory. His thick, rigid cock dented her belly as they embraced. She wanted him inside in the worst way, but wanted double-penetration sex more. “Wait. I want you both,” she said, suddenly breaking the kiss. “At the same time. Right now.” Dalton laughed. “Our sexy, demanding woman wants us both, Wade. What should we do?” “We’d better give her what she desires. We want to keep her happy.” Wade kissed her lips quickly and rolled off of the bed. “Indeed, we do.” Olivia turned her head and saw a shaft of light through the open drapes. “Over there. I want to do it in front of the open curtains.” “Excellent idea, love.” Dalton also rose from the bed smiling like a big, bad wolf with a lamb in its sights. Legs still trembling from her first climax, Olivia moved to the light of the afternoon sun streaming through the large picture window. She put her palm on the cool glass to steady herself.

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The office buildings across the street boasted lots of windows conceivably able to see them do whatever was about to happen, but this knowledge only heightened her passion. She’d become quite the wanton since her trip to Colorado. Wade stepped closer, a devilish smile playing around his sexy, beautiful mouth. He cleared his throat, and the amusement dropped suddenly from his expression. “Bend over and suck my cock.” Her eyes almost rolled back in her head at the unexpected and decadent command. Dalton had ordered her once before and now Wade wanted a turn. Excellent. Her clit pulsed with desire. She bent at the waist and pulled his substantial cock between her lips. Wade threaded his fingers into her hair to help guide her motions. Soon he was pulling her head into his groin, essentially fucking her mouth. Her pussy gushed in pleasure as he thrust his cock between her lips. Behind her, Dalton had begun slathering her ass with lube. Her libido started to sing as Dalton worked his wide dick into her ass slowly. Meanwhile, Wade’s cock stroked harder and faster into her mouth, building her own private pleasure to a peak. Dalton pushed his cock all the way into her ass and stopped moving. The dark, delicious, almost painful pressure of his intrusion sent her clit pulsing in delight. As if he read her mind, Dalton suddenly reached a hand around, slid it between her legs, and started rubbing her sensitive flesh. Electric bolts of pleasure radiated from Dalton’s mere touch. Wade’s aggressive cock stroking in her mouth didn’t slow. Overwhelmed by the sensations of pleasure, her second climax hit her unexpectedly. She screamed against Wade’s cock as an orgasm of epic proportions flooded her body. “Fuck. Fuck, I’m coming.” Wade stiffened. His fingers grasped the strands of her hair almost painfully. But she loved it. He suddenly sprayed the back of her throat with his cum. Another pulse of pleasure roared through her body as he growled his release.

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Wade released her hair, pulled his cock from her mouth, and stumbled away from them. “I don’t even have words for how amazing that was,” he whispered. “But I didn’t mean to come so fast. You screamed against my cock and I lost it.” Olivia laughed in delight. “My orgasm prompted yours. I love it.” Dalton wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her to a semistanding position. His huge cock felt like a baseball bat lodged in her ass. The dark, delicious invasion was now the complete center of her attention. Wade soon straightened and headed for the bathroom muttering about collecting himself. Olivia braced her palms against the window again. She glanced over one shoulder. “Why aren’t you moving?” Dalton pulled his cock out of her ass partway and shoved back in hard and fast. She groaned in absolute ecstasy. “Do you really want me to thrust my big, hard cock into your tight ass?” “Yes.” Her greedy clit pulsed as if not fully satisfied, yet. Dalton didn’t waste another breath. He gripped her hips with both hands and started fucking her ass hard and deep. It was all she could do not to shriek in delight at each penetration. After countless thrusts, Dalton said, “You test my stamina, love.” Olivia turned her head when Wade came back to her side. “I hate to interrupt, because the two of you look amazing, but I want my cock inside your pussy.” She smiled and nodded. He already wore a condom. Dalton pushed his cock all the way inside her ass and stopped moving. Olivia turned from the window and hugged Wade tight to her body. He kissed her neck and trailed his mouth to one nipple sucking the tip between his lips. Dalton took that opportunity to kiss a very

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sensitive spot behind her ear. He trailed kisses to a space halfway between her neck and shoulder and sunk his teeth into her flesh. Dalton’s love bite sent ripples of electric sensation coursing down her body. She moaned in approval. Wade released her nipple with a smack. His rigid cock suddenly poked between her legs. He nudged his cockhead into the opening of her pussy. She fairly held her breath waiting to be doubly penetrated. Her eyes slid shut. Wade thrust his dick fast and hard into her slick, wet pussy. The moment they were both inside her, Olivia inhaled deeply, knowing this was exactly what she wanted. Pressed between both Dalton and Wade, pulsing with desire and on the edge of another climax as they each thrust inside her body, Olivia had never felt more connected or secure. “Touch yourself, Livvie,” Wade whispered. “I want to watch you play.” “Me, too.” Dalton rested his chin on the shoulder he’d just bitten. Olivia reached a hand to her breast to squeeze her nipple and sent the other between her legs. She pushed a forefinger against her clit and rubbed. Even after two excruciatingly vivid climaxes since she’d entered the bedroom, her libido wanted more. She flicked her fingernail across the sensitive flesh and pushed her next orgasm closer and closer. Neither man moved as she pleasured herself, seemingly content to watch her play. Pulse racing, heart pumping, limbs buzzing, her next climax came hard and fast after only a few strokes of her finger. Olivia shrieked as tingling delight pulsed through her veins. Her pussy clamped down hard on Wade’s cock. “Do you feel that, Dalton?” Wade asked. “She’s squeezing my cock with her pussy.” “I surely do.” He kissed her beneath the ear again.

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Each of them started moving in and out of her gratified body. She moaned as more pleasure rippled through her with each thrust and retreat. Dalton didn’t last long. He stiffened behind her and growled his climax. Wade followed moments later with a healthy shout. The three of them leaned against the window and didn’t move for several minutes. Once they caught their breath, Dalton and Wade disengaged and helped her to the bed. Olivia still trembled from satisfaction by the time they returned to snuggle with her. They all crawled between the sheets to nap. However, Dalton didn’t even wait an hour before he slid a hand between her legs and started stroking her clit again. “I don’t think I can come one more time,” she whispered. However, his finger felt really wonderful. “I don’t care if my favorite number is four.” “Maybe we need something different, new, and exciting to make that number happen.” Wade reached into the nightstand and pulled a huge lifelike dildo out of the drawer. He pushed something and the massive cock started vibrating. “Did you mention wanting to try out a sex toy, or am I mistaken?” Her eyes widened. Her pussy clenched in desire and gushed fluid between her lower lips like a river. “Maybe. I honestly don’t remember what I said.” “Want to try it now?” He turned the vibration off. Olivia trembled with a sudden need. Even after three orgasms, she wanted it. “Yes.” Already on her back, Olivia pushed the sheets down to reveal herself, lifted her knees, and opened her legs wide. Wade slathered a bit of lube over the device. He pushed the tip of the lifelike cock between her thighs. The tip brushed her pussy lips. It was surprisingly warm. Perhaps that was another feature of the device.

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Dalton continued to tease her clit. Wade inserted the dildo into her pussy slowly. Once it was fully inserted, he turned the vibration back on. Olivia moaned. “Ohmigod.” The sensation was deliriously different and exciting and wicked. And she loved it. Olivia arched her back, readying herself for the intense vibrating orgasm about to rock her world. Dalton sped his strokes to her clit and bent his head to suck and nibble on one nipple. Wade pushed and pulled the vibrating dildo in and out of her slick pussy gaining speed with each stroke. Olivia climaxed in a rush so powerful her lips went numb before the ripples of the wondrous pleasure came to an end. Dalton and Wade took turns kissing her mouth as she drifted down from the unexpected release. “I can’t believe I came again,” she panted and tried to remember how to breathe normally again. Dalton kissed her cheek. “So that’s a yes to sex toys, then?” She laughed. “Only if you want to extract that all important fourth orgasm from me.” “Duly noted.” She drifted to sleep in mere seconds soon dreaming of a perfect unbridled life with Dalton and Wade. Hours later, she woke sandwiched between her two men, warm, satiated, and satisfied times four. They ordered room service, dined half naked, and talked about plans for the future. “I will include a headquarters move in my strategy going forward. Wade was right when he said I can run my company from anywhere. I just need to install and implement the modernization of the business first.” Wade asked, “What’s the holdup?” “The good old boys club on the board of directors headed by my own grandfather.” Dalton said, “I’ve met your grandfather. He’s a tough old dude.”

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“That he is.” She took a sip of coffee from the cup in her hand. “But they simply cannot ignore the facts I presented. I left the detailed information with my grandfather, and he promised to reconsider the merits of my plans.” “What happens if they don’t?” She shrugged. “Then I guess I’m fired.” Dalton shook his head. “They won’t fire you. Even I know that would be a foolish mistake. And if they are so unwise, then take your résumé and plans to your biggest rival. I’ll bet they’d hire you in a New York minute.” She nodded absently. Do I want to stay in New York? “If I wanted to remain in the East, anyway.” Wade stroked a hand gently down her arm. “True. And I’m sure there are businesses in Colorado that also need your brand of exuberant business sense.” “Maybe I’ll just start up my own company.” “Also a possibility,” Dalton said with a nod. “I can see the headline now. Olivia Stanton, formerly of New York, makes Colorado her new home. When asked about her career plans, Ms. Stanton has decided to break ground in Ryder on her new business where she plans to take over the world in less than a year.” Olivia laughed. “I can see that headline so easily.” Her cell phone rang suddenly. She put her cup down and crossed the room to her purse, answering on the final ring. A glance at the screen told her it was her grandfather. “Hello.” “I heard you took the day off rather suddenly. Is anything wrong?” “No. Everything is right. What’s up with you?” She walked into one of the bedrooms for some privacy in case this call turned into a screaming match like their last fight.

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“I wanted to set a meeting for tomorrow to discuss the plans you left with me regarding the updating of our holdings. Would two o’clock be acceptable?” “I don’t have my calendar in front of me, but that sounds great.” “Good,” he said. “I’ll have my secretary confirm with yours.” “Fine.” Olivia hoped he might give her a hint about what he wanted to say, but as usual he was tight lipped. “One other thing. You left Margaret Rourke’s party rather suddenly. I know her grandson was looking for you. What happened?” “I was feeling ill, so I went home to get some rest.” Not a complete lie. She’d been sick, all right. Sick at heart. “You’ve been working too hard.” “It takes hard work to run a business. You taught me that.” “Yes. Well, perhaps I should have included other lessons, too.” There was a voice coming from her grandfather’s side of the phone that interrupted him. “I have to go take care of something,” he added. “I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.” “I’m looking forward to it,” she said. Good or bad, do or die, tomorrow’s conversation would likely decide her ultimate future. **** Olivia entered the Stanton Industries building the next morning bright and early. Having repeated rounds of sexual pleasure yesterday and last evening had definitely charged her batteries up for today. She had a light morning and then the meeting with her grandfather in the afternoon. She looked forward to a quiet day. The moment she stepped foot off the elevator, she knew something was amiss. The receptionist went still and frowned. She heard raised voices from the hall on the left leading to her grandfather’s and Bradford’s offices.

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She could see the partially opened guest closet with several coats hanging inside. What was going on? Had there been a meeting change? “Hi, Lydia,” she said to the receptionist. “What’s going on? Was there a meeting called?” Lydia’s first expression was one of panic-stricken desperation. She took a breath and glanced down the hall where several voices could be heard in what sounded like serious discussion. “Mr. Stanton called an early-morning special meeting.” “My grandfather?” She shook her head. “No. Mr. Bradford. He had some out-of-town guests brought in for today’s meeting.” A distinct voice was raised down the hall as if a very lively discussion was taking place in her absence. Unfortunately for her, she recognized the voice as one of the financial backers she’d acquired for her modernization plan. Olivia’s heart clenched, and her stomach fell almost to her feet. This had the potential to be very bad. “And was I not placed on the attendee list for this impromptu meeting?” Lydia shook her head. “No, ma’am. You are on the list. But Mr. Bradford didn’t expect you until later in the morning.” “What about my grandfather? Is he in there?” “I don’t think so. At least not yet.” “Well, I guess I better get down there.” Olivia turned to gather her courage and face this situation—whatever it was—head on. Lydia leaned forward as if to pick up the phone. Olivia turned back. “Lydia, if you pick up that phone and warn him, I’m going to make your life miserable.” She leaned back in her office chair and crossed her arms. Clearly, her loyalties were suspect, if not already divided, and against Olivia’s cause. Quickly covering the length of the hall with powerful, angry strides, Olivia breezed into the conference room.

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Standing at the head of the conference table, dressed in an expensive suit, Bradford looked very shocked at her appearance. Good. “Hello, gentlemen. Sorry to be a bit late. I thought this meeting was planned for later on this morning.” Surprise, I’m early, you bastards. Now what’s going on? Bradford pursed his lips and looked sideways at one of her financial backers. In fact, all three of the men she’d negotiated with in order to modernize the company were here. “I thought you said she was fired, Bradford,” one of them said as if she wasn’t in the room listening to him. “You thought wrong. I’m still in charge of this company. Bradford, what’s going on here? What do you think you’re doing?” Bradford looked like he had a hangover the size of Texas bouncing painfully in his head. The pale, drawn face, the red-rimmed eyes, and his overall shaky appearance suggested he was not at his peak. Although, his peak wasn’t very high anyway. “I’m doing what needs to be done for this company.” “And what is that, siphoning off my investors so you can squander their money on your own personal scheme to acquire your version of lifestyles of the rich and stupid?” “The investors are working for me now, Olivia. I had planned to call you in later in the morning, once you’d arrived, to inform you of the changes.” Olivia searched out and looked at each of the investors. “He doesn’t even have the authority to change his mind in our family company, let alone an established negotiation. I don’t know what he said to draw you here, but he isn’t in charge.” “Grandfather put me in charge. He’s going to tell you this afternoon about your new role.” “I signed papers to be the CEO. Just because you covet it, Bradford, doesn’t mean you can take it away by wishful thinking.” “A formality. You’re out as of the end of today.”

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“Well, if I’m still in charge, then I’d like to discuss moving forward with my plans for modernization today.” The Texas investor cleared his throat. “Bradford promised each of us a twenty percent share in the company. Unless you plan to do better, I’m sticking with him.” Olivia cleared her throat. She glared at Bradford. “Twenty percent share to three new investors would give them a controlling interest in the company. I know Grandfather didn’t agree to that.” Bradford had a smug smile dancing across his chapped lips. He shrugged. “Details. Details. Ones I’m not prepared to discuss with you right now, cousin.” “I’m still in charge of this company, cousin.” “At least until the noon board meeting,” one of the investors muttered under his breath. Bradford turned a glaring, fierce look at the mumbling man. “Shut up, or you’ll ruin this for all of us.” Noon? “And what board meeting is that?” she asked. “Nothing for you to worry about. Why don’t you run along to your office and make some more plans to decorate?” Bradford’s gaze darted around the room as if he had too many people to keep his eye on. “Decorate? Are you drunk?” He probably was smashed, or wished he was. Behind her, her grandfather came in. “What is all the shouting about in here?” Bradford looked strangely happy at her grandfather’s appearance in the room. That also didn’t bode well for her. “Did you know there was a board meeting today?” Olivia asked. Her grandfather’s eyebrows furrowed. “No. Who called it?” “I did.” Bradford looked smug. “I’m staging something of a coup, old man. After the noon meeting, you and my annoying cousin will be gone.”

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“I am head of the board—” her grandfather started to say. “But you are about to back my naive cousin with her plans for modernization.” “How do you know that?” “A little birdie told me. I’ve convinced the board to get rid of you both. They’ve agreed to put me in charge as long as I tear up the agreements my cousin brought to the table with these investors.” One of the investors spoke up, “How will you convince the board to let us invest and get a controlling interest?” “There is a clause tucked into the agreement where I have full control to make emergency decisions in the first twenty-four hours of my taking over. They were shortsighted in their hasty agreement. I had my lawyer put in a special clause saying I don’t need the board’s approval for this initial deal. Guess they should have read closer.” “How long until it takes effect?” Olivia asked. Bradford glanced at his watch. “Only a few hours. You have until noon.” “But if I strike a deal now and the papers are signed before noon, you can’t do anything.” Bradford shrugged, but didn’t look too worried. “So how can I get you to sign the deal?” She looked at each of the investors one at a time searching for some modicum of loyalty to her initial offering. None of them would look her in the eye. “What if I offer fifteen percent each?” The investor from Texas spoke up again, “I hate to tell you this, Olivia, but none of the three of us is willing to back you for anything less than seventeen percent each. If we can gain controlling interest in your family company by waiting a couple of hours, it just wouldn’t make good business sense not do so.” Olivia was totally screwed. It had taken her months of careful planning to get these three financial backers. And she’d been turned down by pretty much everyone else in the world. She glanced at

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Bradford, smirking at his prowess in defeating her. “I’ll find someone else.” Bradford held out his arms. “Where will you get even a single financial backer willing to foot the entire bill for the expansion plan you have in the works?” He glanced at his watch again. “You only have a little over three hours. And you still need to get board approval. So make sure you choose a financial backer they will want.” He laughed. And unfortunately, he was also right. She had been turned down by everyone. Many hadn’t wanted to go against her grandfather, even if she could persuade him and the board to her side. But she hadn’t been able to. The board wasn’t going to approve of anyone, unless they were another old antiquated business looking to expand or merge if the possibility existed. Her mind racing, Olivia turned to her grandfather. “If I manage to find someone to invest, can you get the board to approve them?” Her grandfather looked at Bradford, but didn’t seem too surprised by his actions. “I can’t promise you that, Olivia. But I’ll do my level best.” Olivia didn’t know who she’d get. The idea of Dalton or Wade investing was ludicrous, but with their handsome faces fresh in her mind, she felt like it warranted at least a conversation. She turned to the investors. “You all are fools if you think Bradford will do anything but steal your money and run out of the country. He’s done it before.” “Shut up, Olivia! It isn’t true,” Bradford shouted. She took personal delight in finally seeing him lose his cool just a little bit in front of his new investors. They all deserved each other, as far as she was concerned. Bradford cleared his throat and seemed to calm down. Smirking again he said, “One more thing, Olivia, don’t forget that your investor has to be a resident of New York or own a business completely within the boundaries of the state.”

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Fuck. She’d forgotten. No foreign investors and no one out of the great state of New York were allowed to invest in Stanton Industries. Olivia didn’t need to waste a call to Dalton or Wade. The only reason the Texas investor seated at the table today could stay was because he had another business enterprise located solely in New York. Undaunted, she mentally flipped through a possible list of contacts with any slim hope of helping her. No one came immediately to mind that she hadn’t already contacted. Perhaps it was worth going through the list of the potential investors who’d initially turned her down. As her mind spun with desperate ideas that likely wouldn’t work, a frail, familiar voice behind her said, “Did you forget about me, Arthur?” Her grandfather, still at the side of the conference room looking very worried about what was transpiring, turned and said, “So sorry, Margaret. Something’s come up. I don’t think I’ll be able to accompany you today.” Olivia turned in time to see Margaret Rourke enter the room headed toward her grandfather. “That’s okay. We can get together another time.” She kept moving into the room until she paused next to Olivia. “Hello, dear. How is everything going?” She turned to Dalton’s grandmother and smiled. Her life was crashing down around her ears courtesy of her conniving cousin, but Margaret had always been good to her. Olivia answered in as light a tone as she could manage, “Well, it’s been an interesting morning, that’s for certain.” “Sometimes interesting turns out to be a component of the very best days. Is there anything I could do to help you, Olivia?” Bradford piped up. “This is a private meeting. You aren’t really supposed to be here.” Margaret looked affronted.

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Before Olivia could respond in her defense, Margaret said with a wry smile, “Young man, I’ve been battling my way into boardrooms since before you were even a twinkle in your daddy’s eye.” Olivia suddenly realized the possible importance of her presence. Margaret Rourke held the controlling interest in one of the region’s biggest and most prestigious old school businesses. If Olivia got her to back this deal, she’d never have to worry about the board trying to undermine her or Bradford trying to take over ever again. “I couldn’t help but over hear your conversation while I waited out in the hall for Arthur. If you are so shortsighted as to let this deal fall through your fingertips because she wants to make the corporation better, then you are all foolish and you deserve to fail. “But know this. I stand behind her.” She looked away from Bradford and turned toward the three disloyal investors, “And you three may represent substantial business interests that can make this deal, but contrary to your own misguided beliefs, you aren’t the only game in town. If you decide not to back her in the original deal for a combined thirty percent, why then, I will.” She turned to Bradford. “Oh and I’m a New York citizen. Would you like to see my driver’s license?” “No thank you.” Bradford spat out. Under his breath he added, “I’m surprised they haven’t taken it from you due to your advanced age.” Their grandfather looked up. “Get out.” “What?” “I want you out of this office building. I want you out of my house. When I get home tonight, you’d better be far, far away, you sniveling parasite.” Bradford marched out of the room. In the hallway he started screaming obscenities. The three former investors also filed out one by one, sensing correctly that their time in this company was over.

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Her grandfather followed them out on a mission to find security to ensure none of them, especially Bradford, ever returned. Olivia was left alone in the conference room with her savior. “I’ll never be able to thank you enough for what you did for me today, Margaret.” “I believe you will.” “How? I’ll do anything.” “There is a particular light in my grandson Dalton’s eyes when he sees you, talks about you, and even when he thinks about you. I’d like for the two of you to keep making each other happy.” “That will be my pleasure.” Olivia was so taken back by her admission. “As a matter of fact,” she said, taking Olivia’s arm, “as a future shareholder in this business, I feel it would be wise to diversify and change the location of your headquarters to Colorado. At least my thirty percent vote will go that way.” Olivia laughed. “Why, I think my remaining share vote will also go that way. It occurs to me that together the two of us and grandfather have the new controlling interest in the company.” “Well, I promise not to take advantage, dear.” Olivia walked down the hall of Stanton Industries executive offices with a spring in her step and a better future than she ever could have planned. Her mind next went to a new and now very possible future with Dalton and Wade. Today had been interesting, and ultimately the best outcome had come to pass.

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Epilogue Olivia, Wade, and Dalton returned home from the ribbon cutting ceremony at the groundbreaking for the new office building being put up as the Westward regional offices for Stanton Industries. “Nice ceremony,” Wade commented as they came through the freshly varnished doors of their recently completed home. “Did you think so? Really? I figured you’d be bored.” Wade grabbed her suddenly and plastered her mouth with a fairly sultry kiss. When he finally broke away, he murmured, “Anything that keeps you here in Colorado, and away from New York, is awesome as far as I’m concerned. Not ever boring.” “I’ll also be glad to spend more time in Colorado than in New York.” “How long will it take to complete the building?” Olivia shrugged. “I don’t know. A year or two maybe.” They both looked at her with such stricken expressions, she quickly explained. “But don’t worry, I’ve already rented some office space in Ryder, so I don’t have to go back but maybe a few times a year.” Dalton cornered her against the front door and kissed her senseless before saying, “Good answer. I hate it when you’re gone.” She slung her arms around his neck and squeezed hard. She never felt so complete as when she was with her two men. The wedding rings on her left hand caught her eye. They’d had a wedding in New York. Mostly it was for Dalton’s grandmother. Wade had served as Dalton’s best man, while Laurel had been her maid of honor. It made their respective grandparents very happy and solidified the merger of their two businesses into one entity. Olivia had quite a

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lot on her plate with the new modernizations and overall changes, but she loved every minute. Once back in Colorado, the three of them had participated in a quieter ceremony here at the house as a trio in this new unbridled lifestyle she’d grown to love. After a quick dinner, they’d retired to the back deck and the oversized hot tub recently installed there. The gargantuan spa would hold eight people comfortably, but Olivia knew they only wanted it for the three of them. But with tall, well-built husbands, they liked the extra room. “There’s a chill in the air tonight,” she said as they walked out to the gazebo built especially for the spa tub. It was covered over the top and there were shutters that could be put in place in bad weather, but for now, all the sides were open and the view of the mountains was spectacular at dusk. In one hand she carried a glass of wine. In the other she carried a fluffy towel. Wade had already stripped to his bare ass and climbed in the frothing water. Dalton wore his towel around his narrow hips, and Olivia knew from experience that he was already buck naked beneath it. She had on a champagne-colored bikini. It wouldn’t stay on long, but she liked the pretense of civility before the salacious sex began. “Are you ever going to walk out here naked?” Dalton asked. She shrugged. “I like the mystique of you having to undress me, so I’d say probably not. But given all the other things we’ve done together, you never know. And the truth is, I like to keep you guessing on occasion.” They both laughed. “Touché.” ****

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Clay watched the three newest members of the DRMC property frolicking in their new hot tub. They were all tangled together in the bubbling water and he had a clear view of absolutely everything from a strategically placed camera just off the wooded edge of their property line. He’d mentioned to Dalton that his DRMC security cameras would likely pick up images easily, and to be forewarned. Neither he nor Wade seemed to care. Dalton and Wade could untangle that discussion if it ever even came up. The three of them made love to each other as he watched. He was happy for them. But he was starting to long for more. He planned to keep a lookout for anyone he’d want to spend the rest of his life with sharing women. And if he found someone, they could live the life and keep an eye out for a special woman to share. The phone rang, and Clay immediately recognized that the area code was from Montana. “Yes,” he said curtly. “Clayton,” the familiar voice from his past said. “It’s Kendall. Long time, no hear.” Time to mend his fences and move on with his life. “Good to hear from you, Kendall. I’ve been meaning to call,” Clay responded with genuine warmth in his tone. If his older brother was surprised to hear him being civil for once, he didn’t show it. They fell into an easy conversation about everything and nothing important, as if it hadn’t been years since they’d spoken amicably. Clay decided it was about time he also untangled all the troubles from his past. Kendall was the most logical person to start with on this new path to recovery.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR There are rumors that Elle Saint James used to live in Intercourse, PA, where she devoured gothic novels filled with seductive heroes seeking redemption from feisty heroines. This was where her erotic writing imagination was developed. Others are convinced Elle Saint James spends her afternoons supervising the cleaning of her personal dungeon and her nights directing the delicious torture that goes on there. Fortunately, her slaves take dictation, enabling her to write while otherwise engaged. However, neither of these scenarios are entirely true. The majesty of the Rocky Mountains, as well as her gorgeous husband, serve to inspire Elle Saint James’ dark and deliciously sexy novels. She writes for those who are not afraid to take a walk on the wild side and explore more erotically charged sexual adventures in reading.

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