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  He cleared his throat. “Six okay?”

  She nodded. “Where are we going?” At his blank look, she smiled. “So, I know what to wear.”

  “Would you feel uncomfortable if we went back to my place? A hell of a lot more private for us to get to know each other without all the rumors flying around us.”

  Her gaze bounced between him and Mitch again. Finally, she let out a sigh and turned to face him. “Are you inviting me over for sex?”

  He jerked a bit in surprise. She was blunt. Hell, if that didn’t turn him on more. He wouldn’t have thought that was possible. Luckily, he recovered quickly. “Are you offering?” She didn’t need to know he was repeating “please” over and over again in his head.

  She grinned. “You are pretty cute.”

  He remembered her earlier comment when she hadn’t known he was behind her. Which brought Lorraine and her censor to mind. If Mandy went out with them and it became known, those rumors would involve her as well. It wasn’t always an easy thing to handle.

  “The rumor doesn’t scare you?”

  She shook her head. “I don’t scare easily.”

  “If anyone knows you’re going out with us, they’re probably going to talk.”

  “I’ve never been afraid of what other people think.”

  They eyed each other, and he wondered again if she might be the one they’d been waiting for. “So dinner?” he finally prompted.

  “Yes. Definitely dinner. We’ll see about the rest.” She winked at him and turned to open her car door.

  They both looked up at the echo of footsteps across the lot. Tanner could see the censor in the older nurse’s eyes from where he stood.

  Mandy sighed. “Well, you’ve done it now.”

  “Done what?”

  “Dragged me into your rumor. I’ll be the scarlet woman whether we have sex or not.”

  He sighed this time. “You can just say no. I’d understand.”

  She looked up at him, and her green eyes sparkled. “I could, but what would be the fun in that? You’ll just have to make sure you make it worthwhile for me.” She opened the door and sat in the seat before closing it. He watched her put the key in then roll down the window. “I’ll see you at six?”

  He nodded his head. She’d made the choice, even knowing the rumors. Hell, she’d point-blank asked him if it would just be him, and he’d told her no. Still, she’d accepted. So, he hadn’t shared everything with her. She didn’t know about Dylan, or the fact they liked to get a little kinky in the bedroom. Somehow, he didn’t think that would faze her.

  She started the car, and he took a step back from her open window.

  “Until six then.” He knew his eyes showed the desire he felt. But Mandy didn’t seem turned off by it. In fact, he’d swear she was as aroused by the thought of sex as he was. Hell, he should have said yes when she asked if he was inviting her over for sex.

  He headed back to where Mitch stood as she pulled out of the lot and drove away.

  “Well, what did she say?”

  “I’m picking her up at six.”

  Mitch lifted his brow. “Just you?”

  “She asked that as well. I told her no.”

  “And she agreed?”

  “She agreed to have dinner with us.”

  “What about Dylan?”

  “He won’t be home in time for dinner.”

  Mitch shook his head. “So, you didn’t tell her there was a third to our little group?”

  “She didn’t ask.” Tanner looked at Mitch and changed the subject. “She asked Lorraine if you were gay.”

  Mitch laughed. “Like we haven’t heard that before. Women just don’t seem to understand how we can like to share without sharing each other as well.”

  “It’s all those erotic books that are everywhere now. I can’t believe women enjoy reading about two men together.” Tanner shuddered. “I like fucking my dick up a tight little ass, but I want it on a woman.”

  Mitch laughed. “I agree.”

  “She asked if I was inviting her over for sex.”

  Mitch paused with his door open as Tanner took the driver’s seat and shut the door. Tanner watched Mitch as he finally sat and slammed the door closed.

  “And?”

  “She didn’t say no.”

  Chapter Two

  Mandy couldn’t believe she’d agreed to dinner with Tanner and Mitch. Hell, she’d pretty much told Tanner she’d have sex with them. She’d asked him if he was inviting her for sex. What had she been thinking? Her pussy clenched, and she felt the moisture coat the inside of her thighs. She’d thought how good it would feel, that’s what she’d thought.

  She’d fantasized about a ménage for a long time. She had a big addiction to erotic romances, and those were her favorites. Honestly, she always wanted the stories where there were three men and one woman. The thought of that much cock focused on her was so arousing. She wanted to feel a big dick in her pussy, one filling her ass, and another poised right in front of her mouth just ready for her to suck and lick on.

  She slid a hand down over her bare stomach until she reached the triangle of hair she kept above her pussy. She was so turned on that she’d never sleep if she didn’t take the edge off. She found her clit and rubbed her fingers over it, moaning at the way her pussy reacted. She was so wet, so hot and ready. She slid her other hand under the pillow on the other side of the bed and pulled out her vibrator. She was glad she’d left it there instead of putting it away after she’d cleaned it.

  Panting in anticipation of how good it was going to make her feel, she flipped the switch and turned it on. Her fingers moved a little harder over her clit as she ran the vibrator over her nipples. She undulated as they tightened to even harder points. She could easily imagine Mitch and Tanner bending to suck them into their mouths. She liked hard, deep pulls that seemed to reach down to her clit and make her pussy spasm.

  That was why there should be a third guy. She needed one for each nipple and one to lap her pussy. It was her fantasy, so she just closed her eyes and pictured a third guy with his head buried between her thighs. He’d lick and finger-fuck her pussy while they ate at her nipples. Her finger pinched and tugged at her clit pushing her closer to orgasm while her vibrator was still playing over her nipples.

  She pulled it away and spread her thighs wide. She needed to come. She ran the penis shaped toy through her folds, coating it with her juices and moved her finger to let it brush her throbbing clit. She moaned and thrashed. It felt so good. She pictured Tanner between her thighs, imagined the toy as his cock. She groaned and licked her lips. That would mean Mitch was at her mouth, ready to fuck inside and give her a taste.

  She pushed the vibrator against her opening and cried out as it thrust deep. She moved her fingers from her clit to spread her pussy lips instead. Each thrust of the vibrator had the clit stimulators on the side hitting exactly where they were meant to. She wanted her nipples sucked while she was fucking herself. Twisting her head to the side and bending her neck, she was just able to slide her tongue over one turgid tip.

  She jabbed her nipple with her tongue as she increased the tempo of her strokes. She was so close. She thought of the two detectives switching places, so that Mitch could fuck her while she sucked her pussy juice off Tanner’s cock. She loved the taste of herself on a man’s dick. It turned her on.

  She cried out as her orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy clenched on the toy, and she eased her strokes as she shuddered. When she couldn’t take it anymore, she turned the vibrator off and slowly eased it from her pussy.

  She lay there panting for breath. She needed to get up and clean the toy. She should probably put her butt plug in as well. It had been a while since she’d had anal sex. She grinned again as she remembered Lorraine telling her about the rumors. The other woman had probably expected her to be horrified. If Lorraine only knew the truth… Mandy was probably kinkier than the two detectives.

  She forced herself to get up and head
to the bathroom. She wondered if they brought their cuffs home with them. She thought of the fur-lined pair she had in her toy box. What would they think if she brought them with her to dinner? Would she be able to talk them into cuffing her and fulfilling a few cop fantasies she had?

  Or was she screwing up again? It was her kinky sexual desires that had sent her looking for a new job to begin with. And she’d chosen a smaller town to work in, hoping the rumors her ex had started wouldn’t follow her here. So what did she do? Jump at the first kinky invite she received. Maybe she should call Tanner and cancel.

  She groaned. She couldn’t. She’d put her number and address into his phone, but not taken the time to get his in return. She sighed. She was almost thirty years old. She didn’t really care what anyone else thought. But Danny had made it impossible for her to stay at her old job. He’d been all too willing to share things that should have been private. He’d told his buddies how she liked to be tied up and fucked in the ass—his buddies who worked with them at the hospital. They all worked in the pharmacy with Danny, but still. A hospital was like a high school when it came to rumors. She would never date anyone she worked with again. Lesson learned there.

  Then he’d gone ape shit when she’d broken things off with him. He wouldn’t leave her alone. Finally, it had gotten to the point where he’d harassed her at work. Her boss had been nice, but when Danny had caused a scene at the hospital, it had been suggested she might need to take some time off. She’d turned in her resignation and received her last two weeks as vacation. They hadn’t wanted her back. At least they had subjected Danny to the same deal.

  Now, she was in a new place with a new start. Lorraine had point-blank told her about Tanner and Mitch. And the other woman had seen her talking to Tanner in the parking lot. But Mandy could handle rumors. She could handle gossip and other people speculating. What she couldn’t handle was one of them doing what Danny had done. And these men were cops. She’d like to think that meant they were decent guys, but she’d heard far too many stories where cops were the bad guys.

  What if one of them stalked her? Where would she turn for help?

  She took a deep breath. She was borrowing trouble. Her sister told her all the time she thought too much. Her sister was right. Mandy took a deep breath and looked in the mirror. It was dinner and maybe sex. She could handle this. She wanted this. If things went sour, then she’d just walk away again. She had money. She could take a long vacation before deciding where to settle next. If it came to that.

  She would just have to be upfront with them. Ask them about being discrete and keeping things private. Obviously, they knew what it was like to have rumors spread about them. But that was all Lorraine had said. Surely, if they were into bondage or dominance or anything Lorraine didn’t consider normal, she would have shared that information as well. Mandy was already certain her co-worker liked to gossip. She just had to decide if the two detectives were worth the gossip that would come her way if anyone found out about her date.

  She closed her eyes and brought the two men vividly to her memory again. She remembered Tanner’s eyes when he’d asked her to dinner. They’d been guarded as if he were preparing for her to tell him no. That same look had been there when he’d admitted dinner wouldn’t be just the two of them. It was that look that had persuaded her to agree.

  She nodded her head. She was doing this. It might lead to heartache, but that was a chance she was willing to take. Because the flipside was that it might lead to heaven. She could use a little heaven in her life.

  She finished up in the bathroom and headed to bed. Hopefully, tonight would require her to be well rested.

  * * * *

  She was a bundle of nerves. It was comical. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d been such a mess. She’d spent so long in the shower the water had turned cold. But she wanted to wash her hair, shave, and make sure she was perfectly groomed if this turned into a night of sex. Oh, she really hoped it did.

  She’d changed clothes three times. At the moment, she was wearing a short dress with a flirty scarf hemline that flattered her legs. It was stretchy and could easily be removed. She wore the matching black lace bra and panties under it. It was one of her favorite sets. The panties set low on her hips and cupped her ass beautifully. The matching bra just covered her nipples, leaving the tops of her breasts exposed. It lifted her girls and held them high on her chest. The dress dipped low enough that she showed a good amount of cleavage.

  Her hair was down. She wore it up for work and hated to put it up when she was off. It was so long now it hung almost to her waist. It was thick and heavy and had taken forever to dry enough to let it go. Her hair was naturally curly, and she loved the way it sparkled and shined around her face.

  She’d carefully done her make-up. The key was to look natural. Her eyes looked big, putting the emphasis on them. Her cheeks had a soft blush, and she’d painted her lips a very light pink. Her lips were too full. She was always trying to downplay them and never wore lipstick, preferring a sheer lip-gloss.

  She stepped back and took another look into the full-length mirror. She looked good. She knew she did. Her heart was fluttering like butterfly wings. Her breath was choppy. And her cute panties were already wet with her juices. Her earlier self-love session hadn’t taken the edge off at all. If anything, it had only served to increase her appetite.

  She’d been thinking a lot about the two detectives and sex. Mitch and Tanner had filled her dreams, along with a third mystery man her subconscious kept putting with them. Triple the pleasure, triple the fun. For her at least. She was a bad girl and she loved it. She liked sex. No, she loved it. Every facet of it. The dirtier, the better as far as she was concerned. She wasn’t good at denying herself, and she didn’t plan to start now. Besides, what were the chances she’d be offered a ménage with two men like Mitch and Tanner again? Probably zero.

  Her sister would tell her to be smart, but then if Ash saw them, she’d be hard-pressed to say no. They both shared a passion for the kinkier side of sex. Hell, her sister might be worse than she was and that was saying a lot. Her sister would tell her to be safe. Mandy had a roll of condoms in her purse. That was as safe as she hoped to be.

  The doorbell rang and she almost jumped. She tried desperately to slow her heartbeat down and smoothed her hands over her hips before taking a deep breath and heading to open it. Tanner stood on the other side in a pair of well-worn jeans that cupped his crotch. She let her gaze skim over him, taking in the casual look. He looked good.

  “You look beautiful,” he whispered the words as his gaze ran up and down her frame. She was glad she’d taken the time with her appearance. He leaned in. “You smell like coconut.”

  She laughed. “My shampoo.”

  “Smells edible to me.” His eyes smoldered with promises she hoped he carried through on. He dipped his head, and she felt his tongue trace the column of her neck. She moaned and leaned in when he cupped his palms over her hips.

  She slowly tilted her head towards his wandering mouth, and when he traced her lower lip, she opened for him. His tongue was wicked as it invaded her mouth and conquered every inch. She matched him stroke for stroke, her hands reaching up to bury in his hair. When he went to pull back, she wrapped her lips around his tongue and sucked softly.

  He groaned and pulled her firmly against him. There was no missing the bulge of his hard cock, and she knew this night wouldn’t end until they were naked and hopefully, well sated.

  He dove back into her mouth and took her under with the mastery of his kiss. The man knew how to use his mouth, and the kiss had her hoping he knew how to use it on her pussy.

  Please let him enjoy going down on a woman, her specifically. She wanted that wicked tongue playing with her clit and bringing her to an earth shattering orgasm. Crap, she was already primed and halfway there as it was.

  He pulled back and she could feel the pant of his breath on her neck. “If we don’t stop, we’ll never leave.”<
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  She gave a soft laugh. Her legs were weak. “We wouldn’t want to do that. Besides, Mitch is probably waiting at your place.” She said the words, but knew he heard the question in them.

  “He is,” Tanner agreed. “We live together. Bought the house a few years ago. It’s out a ways, which allows us privacy. Hope you like it.”

  “I’m sure I’ll love it.”

  He blew out a breath and shook his head. “I promised I would take things slow and not rush anything, but after that kiss, I’m going to step out on a limb here.”

  “Who did you promise?”

  “Myself. Mitch…”

  She thought he’d been about to add something else, but he stopped himself and closed his eyes for a second. She watched his Adam’s apple bob when he swallowed. Then he met her gaze. His eyes were deep blue pools she wanted to submerge herself in. “I asked you to dinner.”

  “I accepted.”

  “Sex was mentioned.”

  “I believe by me.”

  He swallowed again. “I would be more than willing to wait if you wanted to get an overnight bag together. Just in case things go really well.”

  He looked so hopeful and adorable she couldn’t help but grin. She turned to lead the way back into the house and nodded towards the couch where her purse sat beside an overnight bag. “Already ahead of you. I was trying to figure out how to bring it along without looking like a complete slut.”

  His smile was slow and sensuous. “I wouldn’t have asked you if I thought you were that kind of woman.”

  “What kind is that?”

  “The kind that jumps anything with a dick.”

  “I’m very particular about the dicks I jump.” She tried to keep as straight a face as she could, but she knew her lips were twitching.

  “Are you?” His lips were twitching as well.

  “Absolutely.” She grabbed her bag and purse and headed towards the door. “Besides that’s why they make toys.”

  He laughed, taking the bag from her and placing an open hand on the small of her back. “I can’t wait to get to know you better.”