Jewel's Menage
hard while touching her soft flesh, and his erection
remained painfully swollen even after she’d left.
    “ That coat is just an excuse to meet her again,” Carson
prodded.
    “ How? I told her to give it to Jaxie.”
    Carson
grinned and shook his head.
    “ What?”
    “ Nope, Jaxie ain’t gonna get that coat. I have a better
idea.”
    “ Like?”
    “ I’ll tell you later. Right now I want to drown myself in a
couple of beers and think of that sweet Jewel of a girl and the
sexy way her nipples were proudly poking at her
t-shirt.”
    “ You noticed that, did you?”
    “ Hard not to.”
    That was
the thing about the two of them. Not only were they best friends,
but they were always attracted to the same woman. Since they were
partners in their own very lucrative trucking business, and they
got along so damned good, they’d agreed long ago that no woman
would come between them. They would simply share her. Their
agreement had turned out to be much more beneficial than he’d ever
thought because they’d both come to the realization that they
enjoyed watching each other make love to a woman. It was a hell of
a turn on.
    When
Carson said he had a way to meet Jewel again, Adam knew Jewel would
be their next woman in bed with them.
    He
smiled and took a gulp of his beer. Damned if he liked that idea. A
lot.
     

Chapter Two
     
    Thunder
cracked ominously overhead as Jewel settled beneath her warm
blankets. Rain pounded the cabin’s metal roof and wind whipped
against her window panes, but she just smiled. Usually winter and
spring storms made her uneasy. Those were the times of the year she
was alone with no one around for miles. The cottagers on this
mountain lake usually showed up when the weather grew warm during
the summer and autumn. But being afraid because she was alone was
the furthest thing on her mind tonight, especially since all she
could think about were Jaxie’s two sex-on-a-stick friends, Adam and
Carson.
    She
could smell Adam. She’d placed his wet jacket over the back of a
chair and set it close to her bedroom’s baseboard heater. The scent
of leather and a hint of spice along with his own unique aroma
teased her nostrils. It was weird that she could smell him. Almost
as if he were right here in her bedroom with her.
    The
heady scents encouraged naughty images to whisper through her mind.
Visions of the two men climbing into bed beside her. Of their long
stiff shafts, engorged and fully erect, ready to impale
her.
    She
closed her eyes and grinned as she slid her hands over her breasts
and began to massage her sensitive nipples. It was a good thing she
loved to sleep in the nude. It made it easy to masturbate. And
right now she wanted to pleasure herself. Big time.
    She
imagined Adam and Carson totally naked as they lowered their heads
over her breasts. Their hot mouths sucked on her tender peaks,
their sharp teeth nipping and their tongues lapping until she could
barely stand the pleasure pain they caused.
    Her
breaths came quicker. She slid a hand off her breast down her belly
to the juncture of her widespread thighs and slipped a finger
between her slick, wet pussy folds. She touched her clit, and
moaned at the incredible spasms threatening to burst inside her.
The ache in her pussy increased. Her thighs trembled.
    Oh God!
She needed release. No, she needed the real thing. She wanted Adam
and Carson.
    Jewel
blew out a measured breath and forced herself to slow down and
enjoy the shivers of anticipation growing inside her. She wanted to
be with both of them.
    She
visualised Carson’s mouth letting go of her nipple and then he was
scrambling into position between her legs. His face angled toward
her pussy.
    She
massaged her clit harder and she cried out as his mouth fused over
her pussy. His tongue rubbed and plumped her swollen folds. Adam
kept slurping on her nipple, his teeth nipping and pulling until
pinpricks of pleasure-pain made her shudder at the
intensity.
    She
glided her finger off her clit

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