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  “I have to get up. My flight . . .”

  Trey cupped her breast and lifted, then sucked lightly on her nipple. “Jake and I are already up.” He nuzzled her neck. “Do you have to go right this second?”

  “Well, I . . .” She glanced at the clock. She did have three hours. If she got dressed fast, and just threw her stuff in the suitcase . . . “Maybe if I skip breakfast.”

  Jake stroked her back and kissed her ear. “It’s an overrated meal anyway.”

  She tugged on Trey’s cock. “I’m ready now. How about we get the ball rolling?”

  Her cheeks flushed as her fingertips brushed his balls. She hadn’t intended the pun.

  Jake’s fingers slipped between her legs and stroked inside her. “She’s definitely ready.” He moved and she rolled onto her back. Trey climbed over her, and his cockhead nudged her slick opening.

  She wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt like fast and furious right now.

  “Do it hard and fast, Trey.”

  He grinned. “My pleasure.”

  He thrust forward, impaling her with his hard broad cock.

  “Ohhh,” she moaned.

  He stretched her and filled her. She squeezed him, wanting to pull him even deeper inside.

  He drew back and thrust forward again.

  “Yes, oh, Trey, yes.”

  He thrust again and again. Pleasure swept through her. She wrapped her legs around his and arched forward, taking him in even deeper.

  Jake stroked her breasts as he watched Trey’s cock drive into her. Jake leaned forward, his hair brushing across her ribs, and sucked on her nipple, sending electrical sensations rampaging through her as she shot off to heaven. Every cell exploded in a burst of ecstasy.

  Trey thrust, then held her tight to his body as he erupted inside her. He kissed her lightly on the mouth, then drew out of her body.

  “Ready for more, sweetheart?” Jake asked.

  She smiled up at him and just nodded. His cock slipped inside her, reaching deeper than Trey’s, and then he began to thrust. Not as fast as Trey, and he did a little spiral thing that caressed her vagina in a wonderfully tantalizing way. He pushed into her, picking up speed until he was like a jackhammer filling her with speed and determination. Suddenly, she shot off the deep end again, blissfully exploding into another intense orgasm.

  As she clung to him, she wondered how she’d be able to return to her life without Trey and Jake. She felt so special in their arms—what woman wouldn’t?—and being with them like this had been a dream of hers for so long. How could she just walk away?

  Danielle glanced around the room—her gaze taking in the clothes strewn around the floor—with a look of panic on her face.

  “You go take your shower. Don’t worry about this,” Trey said.

  Fifteen minutes later, when she stepped from the bathroom, tying the terry robe around her waist, she found her suitcase zipped and placed by the front door. Her carry-on sat on the luggage stand, neatly packed but open.

  “I assume you have some things in the bathroom to add,” Trey said as he saw her glance at the case.

  She nodded, amazed at what the men had accomplished in such a short time. Trey wore his shirt and pants, and his jacket and tie were laid neatly across the back of the desk chair. Jake, and his clothes, seemed to be gone.

  “Where’s Jake?”

  “He’s gone back to his room to shower. Jake and I catch a flight at eleven thirty and we were wondering if you’d like to share a cab. When does your flight leave?”

  She glanced at him. “Mine leaves at eleven thirty, too. I never asked where you’re living now.”

  “Jake and I both live in Carleton Falls.”

  Which meant they’d be flying to Albany, which was about thirty minutes from Carleton Falls. Her stomach quivered and she sat down on the bed.

  “How about you?” Trey asked.

  “I live in Phoenicia.”

  Which meant they were on the same flight.

  It also meant seeing Trey and Jake again was not out of the question.

  Unless, of course, this was just a one-night thing for them and they didn’t want to see her again. Her stomach fluttered again, and for the life of her, she couldn’t decide if what she felt was disappointment or relief.

  Danielle took another bite of her croissant, smeared liberally with strawberry jam.

  “I can’t believe you live so close to us and we didn’t know it.” Jake sipped his coffee.

  The three of them had checked out of the hotel and headed to the airport as soon as they were all showered and ready, allowing them enough time to get breakfast at one of the restaurants at the airport.

  “I didn’t think you’d both still be in Carleton Falls.”

  Ever since Trey had told her both he and Jake lived in Carleton Falls, Danielle had found herself wondering why they had ever broken up, and if someday they would get back together again. She could still sense a closeness between them that she believed went deeper than mere friendship. She was tempted to ask, but she didn’t want to make them feel awkward.

  “Carleton Falls is a nice place to live,” said Jake. “Trey rides his bike to work every day he can, which is basically from April through December.”

  “You make it sound like that’s a bad thing.” Trey pointed his toast at him.

  “No, definitely not a bad thing.” Jake gazed at Trey’s chest and Danielle followed suit, remembering the feel of those tight hard well-defined abs under her fingertips.

  No, definitely not bad at all. No wonder Trey was so fit.

  “I wish you’d kept in touch,” Trey said. “Then maybe we could have gotten together before this.”

  Danielle swallowed a sip of her tea, guilt niggling through her.

  “It was so busy after I transferred, then I had all the extra TA work. . . .” She shrugged, but she knew those were just excuses. The real reason was that she’d assumed they’d all forget about her once she was gone.

  “Well, now that we are in touch again, maybe you can come and visit sometime.” Trey grinned. “Maybe check out the university for nostalgia’s sake.”

  She nodded. “Sure, that would be great.”

  Did he really want her to visit, or was he just being polite? She sipped her black currant tea.

  A voice over the speaker system announced that their flight would be boarding shortly, so they finished up their breakfast and headed for the gate. As they approached the desk to check in, Danielle slowed a bit.

  “What’s wrong, Danielle?” Jake asked.

  “We won’t be sitting together on the flight so . . . I guess this is good-bye.”

  “Forget about that.” Jake plucked the ticket from her hand and stepped up to the desk.

  A few moments later, he turned around and handed both her and Trey a boarding pass. They were in adjacent seats.

  She grinned broadly. They want to spend more time with me.

  Boarding began and the three of them walked down the tunnel to the aircraft, then down the aisle of the plane.

  “If you’d like the window seat, you can have it,” Trey said as he stood in the aisle waiting for her to sit down.

  She smiled. “Actually, I think I’d rather sit in the middle.”

  Trey slid over to the window seat. Jake took her bag and put it in the overhead compartment as she settled in beside Trey. They chatted as passengers continued to board the plane. Once everyone was seated, Jake stood up and grabbed a pillow and blanket from one of the overhead compartments, then tucked it under the seat in front of them.

  Once they were in the air, Jake handed the blanket to Danielle.

  “Uh, thank you.”

  “Sometimes it gets a little cold.” He opened the blanket and arranged it over her lap.

  A moment later, Trey’s hand strayed under the blanket and stroked along her thigh. Jake’s hand stroked over her other thigh.

  She glanced around nervously. The flight wasn’t very full and the two seats across t
he aisle from them were empty, so no one could really see them.

  Jake smiled at her, and she smiled back, until Trey’s hand found her mound and he stroked over it—then she dropped her head back on the seat, her eyes widening a little.

  “You are looking a little cold.” Jake’s hand slid from under the blanket and he shifted it up around her shoulders, tucking it in behind her.

  Trey’s fingers slipped under her panties and stroked her slit. She could feel the wetness gathering there.

  “Would you like something?”

  Danielle started at the sound of the stewardess’s voice.

  “I’ll have an orange juice,” Jake said as he lowered the little table to his lap. “How about you, Danielle? A soft drink or juice?”

  Trey’s fingers dipped inside her. “Or maybe something hot?” Trey suggested.

  Hot? Yes, please!

  “I’ll take a tea, please,” she managed to say in a steady voice. “One milk and one sugar.”

  The uniformed woman prepared her tea and set it on Jake’s table. Fortunately, Jake must have seen her coming, and he hadn’t put his hand under the blanket again after adjusting it around her shoulders. It might look a little odd that Trey’s arm disappeared under the blanket, but if the stewardess noticed, she didn’t show it. And, actually, she barely glanced past Jake’s debonair smile.

  She placed Trey’s water on Jake’s tray, too, then pushed her cart farther down the aisle.

  Trey stroked over Danielle’s slit again, and Jake’s hand slipped underneath the blanket and glided under her T-shirt to stroke over her breast. Over the next little while, her companions teased and tormented her. Jake toyed with her nipples, squeezing and stroking, occasionally licking his finger to add a little moisture. Trey dabbed at her clit, then flicked it gently until she approached orgasm, then backed off until she almost pleaded for release. Each seemed to have staked out his individual territory, with Jake up top and Trey below, but occasionally, Jake’s hand would glide downward and join Trey with a finger inside her, or add a tweak to her clit for good measure.

  By the time they were ready to land, she damn well wanted someone to fuck her.

  “Oh God, just do it,” she murmured to Trey. “Make me . . .” She trailed off, afraid someone would overhear her.

  “I don’t think that’s a good idea here.” Trey sent her a devilish grin.

  She, on the other hand, thought it was a damn fine idea!

  Trey continued to tease her clit, but too lightly to do the trick.

  “So you’re just going to leave me like this?”

  “Well, that depends. Didn’t you say you have a car at the airport?”

  Six

  Danielle had never gotten off a plane so fast in her life. Rather then holding back until the end, like she usually did, she leapt up as soon as they landed and urged Jake into the aisle, just like they always told people not to do. As soon as the pilot gave the all clear to disembark, they were on their way out, then off to the luggage carousels. Danielle could barely stand still, she wanted to get to her car so badly.

  “You don’t have a car here?” she asked.

  “No, we took a shuttle.”

  “I’ll drive you home.” She wouldn’t let them get away until she was fully satisfied, and there was no way they were making out in the parking garage. Carleton Falls added only about thirty minutes to her trip home . . . and it would be well worth it.

  Finally they had their luggage, and she led them to the shuttle, which took them to the long-term parking lot. She unlocked her car, and Trey stowed the luggage in the trunk.

  “I can drive if you like,” Jake offered with a wink.

  She thrust him the keys, then climbed into the backseat with Trey. Two seconds later, she tugged his cock from his pants and leaned down to lick it, then wrapped her lips around it. She cupped his balls and gently massaged them as she sucked on him in earnest. Then deciding to torment him as much as he’d tormented her, she pulled away and gave him a wicked grin.

  She settled back in the seat. They were driving along the highway now. There was very little traffic, which was typical this time of day. Trey’s hand slipped under her skirt and he found her mound. His finger slipped over her clit and he flicked it mercilessly. Oh, she was so close.

  “You are so beautiful.” Trey nuzzled her neck as his finger wiggled and teased.

  Just as she felt waves of pleasure begin to encompass her and she gasped, he pulled away and returned her wicked smile.

  “Maybe later, if you’re good.” Trey leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss.

  Jake pulled off the highway to a side road, then pulled over.

  “Time to switch drivers, Trey,” he said as he opened the door.

  Trey kissed her again, then shifted to the front seat. Jake got in beside her. As Trey started up the car and began driving, Jake kissed her deeply. She stroked his hard bulge, then pulled it out. The car pulled back onto the highway.

  Jake tormented her in a similar fashion as the scenery rushed by. If it wasn’t for the occasional car sharing the highway with them, Danielle would have ripped off his clothes and demanded he satisfy her.

  Finally, the exit for Carleton Falls loomed just ahead.

  Trey took the exit and followed along the river for a bit, then into town. A few moments later, they pulled into the driveway of a lovely old stone house.

  “This is my house,” Trey said with a wink. “I thought you might both come in for a bit.”

  As soon as they closed the door behind them, Danielle kicked off her shoes and dropped her purse to the floor, then slid her arms around Jake and kissed him. Passionate and needy. She tugged the tie from his hair and tangled her fingers in the long, smooth strands. His tongue slipped between her lips and he ravaged her mouth. She glided her hand over the impressive bulge in his pants.

  Jake guided her to the living room and sat down on the cozy, plush couch. She knelt in front of him and pulled down his zipper, then freed his cock. She stood up and tugged her T-shirt over her shoulders and tossed it aside. Next, she stripped off her skirt. Trey unfastened her bra as she shimmied out of her panties.

  She knelt in front of Jake again and licked his cock, from base to tip.

  “Mmm. Lovely,” she said, enjoying the sight of his straining purple-veined cock.

  Trey sat beside her and watched her tongue lave up Jake’s cock again and again. She wondered if he wanted to join her. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she wanted him to. Throughout their entire sexual free-for-all, the two men had barely touched each other—despite their long history together. She almost suggested it, but decided she didn’t want to take the chance of ruining things by making it awkward. She wrapped her lips around Jake’s cock and swallowed it whole.

  Trey’s hands stroked over her bare behind. As she dove down on Jake again, Trey knelt behind Danielle and urged her hips upward until she was on her hands and knees. He then leaned forward and . . .

  “Oh . . .” She almost dropped Jake’s cock at the feel of Trey’s mouth on her. She licked Jake, then sucked him into her mouth again.

  Trey’s tongue slid into her slit and he licked. She moaned around Jake’s member. Trey found her clit and she sucked Jake hard, then released him from her mouth, stroking his cock in her hand.

  “Oh God, I need a cock inside me, Trey.”

  “If you insist.”

  He stood up and shed his pants, then positioned himself behind her. His thick cockhead pressed against her, then slid into her hot, slick depths. The feel of his rigid cock pushing into her made her gasp again.

  She leaned forward and took Jake deep into her mouth and sucked him in earnest as Trey pulled out, then thrust forward again. In and out. He pounded into her. She sucked Jake, trying to concentrate as Trey fucked her like crazy, hammering into her faster and faster.

  She clutched the base of Jake’s cock in her hand and sucked for all she was worth as pleasure bombarded her senses. She squeezed Trey’s co
ck within her, feeling the orgasm build. Jake groaned and filled her mouth with hot liquid. Just in time. She let him slip from her mouth as she wailed her own release, bliss exploding within her like a supernova. Trey groaned and thrust some more, and then he, too, erupted inside her.

  Oh God, these men were incredible.

  She wanted Jake again. Now.

  When she shifted, Trey slid from behind her. Danielle sat down on the floor, then stretched out on the carpet and stared up at Jake, opening her arms.

  “Jake?”

  He stared at his flaccid member. “I’m going to need a minute.”

  He wrapped his hand around his cock and she stroked her breasts and tweaked her nipples to help him along.

  “I think I can give a hand.” Trey sat down beside Jake and wrapped his hand around Jake’s cock. The sight made Danielle even hotter . . . and it seemed to have a powerful effect on Jake, because as Trey stroked him, Jake’s cock swelled to full attention in record time.

  Trey released him and Jake dropped to his knees, then prowled over Danielle. His curtain of hair streamed across her shoulder as he took her lips in a fast, hard kiss, then drove his cock into her in one forward thrust.

  She moaned, loving his long, hard cock inside her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and met his every thrust as he ground into her again and again.

  “Oh, yeah, baby. Fuck me hard,” she cried.

  His cock speared into her again and again and she arched against him as she felt the waves of pleasure swell.

  “I’m so close. Jake, you’re going to make me . . .”

  He thrust, kissing her neck. Then he swirled around and thrust deep.

  She plummeted over the edge . . . into the free-fall of bliss. He held her, and kept pumping, as she moaned and moaned through an orgasm that seemed to last forever.

  He groaned and thrust several more times, and then they simply clung to each other as they caught their breath. She sighed, hearing her pulse thumping past her ears.

  Good heavens, these men had spoiled her for having sex with only one man again.

  Or any man other than them.

  Danielle woke up to a warm male chest pressed against her cheek and curly hair tickling her nose. She stroked her cheek against his chest and sighed.