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wouldn’t it?”
True nodded, but her searing glance had him buttoning his lip and glancing away. “I should head out
to check on the horses in the barn.”
“They’ll wait,” Lonny said flatly.
Honey flung up her hands. “I can assure both of you that I’m fine. No need for you to worry. If you’ll
just show me where I can sleep…”
Lonny laid a hand on her knee and leaned toward her. “That’s part of what we’re going to talk about,
sweetheart.”
She narrowed her eyes to give him a mean glare even though inside her heart was thumping loudly in
her chest. “Oh, yeah?”
“True mentioned what you’re writing.”
True muttered a curse under his breath.
Honey’s cheeks burned. “Anyone ever tell you that you two are big fat gossips?”
“Not ever. Don’t change the subject. A ménage, right?”
“I changed my mind,” she said, folding her arms over her chest. “I’ve decided to scrap the book. Now
I’m going to write a post-apocalyptic story—lots of blood and guts. I’m feeling pretty violent at the
moment.”
“I think you need to do the right research.”
“Oh, really?” She wouldn’t admit it even on her dying bed, but just the thought of doing a little
research made her heart flutter madly.
“You can count me out,” True said forcefully.
“Not to your taste, I know,” Lonny said, so cheerfully he made Honey want to scream. “You
mentioned that before.”
Honey kept her gaze on Lonny because she was way too chicken to look at True. “You two talked
about doing a ménage with me? Is anything sacred?”
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“Don’t get your panties in a twist.”
“You know damn well I’m not wearing any.”
“Dammit.”
That did it. Honey swung toward True. “Do you know any other cuss words?”
“His vocabulary’s limited,” Lonny quipped.
She lifted her chin when True’s gaze narrowed. “So I noticed,” she said, keeping her tone even.
“Be nice,” Lonny chided.
She grunted and faced forward again. “Sorry.”
“Back to the ménage…”
True stirred beside her, and she felt his thighs tense like he was going to rise. Without looking at him,
Honey laid her hand on his thigh and pressed down.
“There ought to be a few rules,” Lonny continued. “Things each one of us won’t do.”
“Like swords never crossing,” she quipped.
“For fuck sake,” True ground out. “Did either of you hear what I said? Not interested.”
“If I believed that for a minute, I’d lay off.” All humor was gone from Lonny’s voice.
Honey held her breath, waiting…
True stayed tense beneath her hand. His breaths deepened.
“Personally, I’d just as soon not ‘cross swords’ as Honey suggested,” Lonny said slowly.
Honey drew in a deep breath. “I’d just as soon not be tied down.”
Both men pinned her with a glance.
She shrugged. “I like to touch.”
True jerked but didn’t try to rise.
“You got any aversions, True?” Lonny said.
True stayed silent for a long moment. “I’m the only one who fucks her pussy.”
Honey bit back a groan.
“Crude, but to the point,” Lonny murmured. “Leaves lots of fun stuff still on the table.”
“I haven’t agreed,” she said. She wanted to say yes, wanted to so badly she was squeezing her thighs
together. However, more was on the line than a simple sexy romp. She could feel the undercurrents stirring
in the room. “I’m not a whore. Doesn’t matter what I write.”
True’s hand covered hers resting on his thigh. His thumb swept over the back. He breathed a deep
sigh. “Just once then. Because you’re curious. Because I owe you.”
“You don’t owe me a damn thing.”
“Yes, I do. When we’re done, you and I are gonna talk.”
Honey swallowed at his quiet intensity. “What if I freak out again?”
“You didn’t freak out. You were a little scared is all. Lonny’s good at chasing away shadows.”
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Honey darted a glance True’s way and their gazes locked. Something hot and fierce raged in his eyes.
“I don’t want us to be over,” she whispered.
His expression softened, and he leaned toward her. “Baby, I promise we’re far from done.”
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Lonny had chosen True’s bed, saying he’d be the one to leave when they’d finished. Like he was
leaving a table after a meal. And maybe this really was just his idea of a midnight snack.
Honey found some comfort in that thought. At least he didn’t have any expectations beyond this day.
She had enough for all of them.
Entering True’s bedroom for a second time might have made her feel awkward, but Lonny grabbed
her hand and walked in backwards, pulling her along with a tug and the wicked glint in his eyes.
She didn’t have to look behind her to know True was likely glaring daggers Lonny’s way. The
thought made her grin. Lonny halted in the middle of the room and dropped her hand only to tug her
sweater off one shoulder and nibble at her neck.
His tongue flicked over her skin, his teeth bit gently along the curve.
She giggled when he found a ticklish spot and drew back.
Humor was evident in the crinkled skin beside his green eyes, but his nostrils flared as well, his jaw
hardened.
Her breath hitched in response to his arousal and heat melted her core.
His hands lifted the bottom hem of her garment and dragged it upward.
Since she was braless, the nubby cotton scraped her nipples into peaks that tightened in the cool air.
True had walked farther into the room and leaned against the wall, watching silently as she stood with
her arms at her sides and her breasts bared for both men. She should have felt a little shame, but instead,
her nudity unleashed her desires. She reached for Lonny’s buckle and slid the leather through the loop.
Lonny laughed and eagerly rucked up his shirt, dragging it over his head. She had his belt off and
thumbed open the top button. When she couldn’t tug down the zipper, she knelt in front of him and used
both hands to coax it down.
Lonny’s hand petted her hair. Then his fingers dug into her scalp. She grabbed his waistband and
pulled his pants down, along with his boxers, not stopping until his cock sprang free in front of her face.
“Might have been easier if you’d started with the boots,” Lonny murmured.
“Easier for whom?” she said, glancing up through her eyelashes. Holding his gaze, she gripped his
shaft and pointed his thickened cock at her mouth.
From the corner of her eye, she watched True stir against the wall, uncrossing his feet and muttering.
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Feeling powerful and sexy, she rubbed Lonny’s cap over her lips, enjoying the softness. Then she
stuck out her tongue and tasted him, lapping playfully around the head and curling her tongue to lick the
underside of the ridge surrounding it.
Lonny’s fingers pulled her hair. “Baby, you’re killing me here.”
“But I’ve only started,” she said, giving him her best little Miss Innocent glance.
He growled and flexed his hips, driving his cock against her mouth, and she opened, letting him glide
inside. He stroked over her tongue, forward and back, his breaths deepening.
She reached one hand around him to cup his ass and with the other, she palmed his balls, tugging
them in rhythm with her forward bobs. He fucked her mouth—she met his strokes, beginning to suction
around him the deeper he came.
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