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her lovers. Just frightened
of how tonight might change things between the three of them, and
even with her best friend. Could she keep this night a secret from
Ella? Yet, how could she tell her she had slept with her brother
and his best friend?
    “I’ll tell you what there’s too much of,”
said Jace. “Clothes.” He knelt down again. “Step out of these
pants, Cady.”
    Cady did as he’d instructed, left standing
before them in just her red lacy thong. Thank goodness she hadn’t
opted for the granny panties this morning.
    Brody whistled through his teeth. “Hot damn,
Cady-did. Those panties are sin personified.”
    She blushed like a schoolgirl. Clearing her
throat, she managed to say, “Um, thanks.” He didn’t need to know
she’d bought them in the plus-size section of a ridiculously
expensive retailer during her last trip into Butte. If she did tell
Ella about tonight, she’d have to remember to thank her friend for
pushing her into getting a few pairs of sexy underwear.
    Jace’s hands were suddenly at the waistband,
and she trembled. Brody held up a hand. “Hold on there, buddy. I
want to spend some time with Cady’s panties.”
    Jace chuckled, and she felt his hands move
away.
    Brody had leaned back on his knees to allow
her to shed the jeans, but he now leaned forward again, this time
seeking out the heat between her legs. She yelped in surprise when
he buried his face against her pussy, inhaling deeply. “Oh, god,”
she whispered when he stroked a finger down her slit, pressing the
silk-lined lace against her opening and chafing gently. Arching her
hips, she barely managed to keep standing.
    Apparently Jace noticed, because he put his
arm around her waist to steer her around Brody and lead her to the
bed. “Just lie down there and get comfortable, honey.”
    Submission was dangerously intoxicating, and
she wondered if she would have the ability to deny any request they
might make of her. Since she couldn’t think of one thing she didn’t
want them to do to her, it seemed outside the realm of
possibility.
    Her breath caught in her throat as the men
moved almost as one, shucking off their pants and underwear with
the same sparse economy of motion. As one, they moved toward the
bed, diverging at the foot so each could lay one either side of
her. She stared up at the ceiling, struggling to remember how to
breathe, as Jace cuddled against her left side and Brody took up
position on the right.
    “You’re just as sexy as I always thought
you’d be,” said Jace.
    “Sexier,” growled Brody as he stroked his
fingers over her pussy, pausing to circle her clit with the
delicious friction from the panties. “Jerk-off fantasies can’t
compare to the reality, Cady-did.”
    Heat bloomed in her face. “You, um,
masturbated while thinking about me?” Her voice came out as a timid
little squeak that did nothing to show how enthralling she found
the idea. Considering she’d done the same many times, she certainly
had no reason to feel outraged. Instead, she was even more aroused
and idly wondered if they had ever all masturbated to a fantasy of
their threesome at the same time?
    “At least twice a week.” Brody pushed down
her underwear to touch her neatly trimmed hair, gliding a finger
through it to the soft lips underneath. “I can’t wait to be inside
you.”
    Jace pushed lightly on her shoulder, urging
her to turn on her side. She bit her lip to stifle a cry of
surprise and a touch of protest when he stroked the crease of her
buttocks. “I’m dying to be in you too, Cady. Have you ever had a
threesome before?”
    She shook her head, unable to resist the urge
to squirm backward against his thumb as he slowly pressed it
against the rosette between her cheeks.
    “Ever had a man here before?” he asked,
probing gently.
    Cady managed a nod.
    “Tell me.”
    It took a second to marshal her thoughts,
because Brody had chosen that moment to slip his hand inside her
slippery opening, dipping his