ourselves," Jackson suggested, his gaze returning to the woman in question opening her post box and shaking her head at the mail she received.
"It’s been a month since she moved in," Harley agreed.
"Right, so instead of us nursing our Johns, why don’t we go and do the neighborly things?"
They both smiled. Harley liked the thought of being alone with the dark-haired temptress out on the front lawn.
Seconds later they were out the door, grabbing their own mail and watching her for a few more seconds to see if she'd notice them.
Nope.
They loved each other but had come to understand even though they were in a relationship with each other, they still needed the sweet warmth of a woman. In truth, they wanted to be in a ménage relationship with a woman who could accept and love both of them equally.
Could this be the woman they were searching for?
"Excuse me." Harley took the initiative. "Sorry to intrude but I think it’s time we introduced ourselves."
The brightest green eyes he’d ever witnessed looked up at him, staring at him with a genuine smile of interest. Was it possible to fall instantly for a woman with the cutest, sexist smile he’d ever seen? Harley’s heart pounded yes.
"I wondered when I was going to get the chance to meet you." Her mail forgotten, the woman placed it back in its box and approached both men. "I’m Raven Peters."
She took both of their hands in hers, shaking animatedly and Harley couldn’t help a quick glance down. Fuck but she was full and ripe. He could vividly imagine his lips around her nipples. He glanced up to see she was smiling at him completely oblivious to his lustful thoughts. For all her sexiness, she appeared to have an aura of innocence surrounding her.
"Well, I’m Harley Banks and this here is my buddy Jackson Cole. He gave her his sexy smile hoping to hit her somewhere with his thoughts.
She giggled, smiling at them. God, this woman was amazing. How could she not realize he wanted to undress her with his teeth and watch as she sucked Jackson dry?
Charmed, Harley smiled back showing her his true magnetism.
"So what brings you to Clifford Arbor?" asked Jackson.
"Besides the wonders of life at the beach and the clean air." Harley took a deep breath emphasizing his point and hit Jackson on the chest to bring her attention to him.
A delightful blush spread through her face, her chest turning a nice rosy color. She shook her head. "I uh, came, um, I came for the views...of the beach and all that." Her stumbling was sweet music to his ears.
"Well I could give you a personal tour, honey cakes," Harley said, trying to make her feel more at ease.
"Harley, she’s been here for a month. I’m sure she’s seen all the sights by now," Jackson finally decided to interrupt in his abrupt and domineering manner. Happy thoughts. Here Harley was trying to woo his neighbor and it seemed Jackson was trying to scare her off.
"No. It’s all right. I’ve seen everything around but I imagine it’d be much better with company."
Raven reached out touching Harley’s forearm reassuring him with her tenderness and smile.
The electric heat her touch created sent pulses of sensation shooting to Harley’s dick. Oh man. He hadn't had a reaction like that to a woman in years. Gentleness radiated out of her calling to every male hormone in his body. The desire to push her to the ground, to claim her, overrode every other primal thought. What shocked him was the desire to see Jackson do exactly the same thing. He barely knew the woman and he could already feel the obsession building. This woman was precious and should be treated as such. He prayed Jackson felt the same as he did.
Wait, what the hell was he thinking? He knew nothing about this woman and already he was ready to build a life with her. Shit. What was that all about?
Without thinking he asked, "What are you doing Friday night?"
"Cocoa and a book," Raven answered, pulling her hand away, clearly flustered.
"What about
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