Page 14 of Doubly Tied

“I was just thinking,” she said, surprised by her own raspy voice.

Ani was positively breathless with need as the powerful, seductive man continued to tease her lips without ever fully kissing her. She could hardly remember what she was saying when his tongue darted out to lick her lips in light, tempting strokes.

Oh fuck.

What was she saying again?

Brody.

Mayne.

Sex.

No judgement.

No worries.

Pure carnalpleasure.

And if her heart ran away with her and got broken in the process, well, she could always nurse it later, right? Some things were worth the risk.

“Uh. Wow,” she whispered, following his lips as they ghosted across hers.

It was time, she decided. Time to grab her big girl panties and go after what she wanted. She licked her lips and looked from one gorgeous man to the next.

“I was thinking,” she said, and bit her lower lip. “Maybe you and Mayne would like to get to know me a little better.Without clothes.”

Ani was certain she’d fucked up. Both men stopped moving. Those crazy, sexy kisses stopped coming. And dang it, their hands released their hold on her. It was like they turned to stone.

Dang it.

She should have tried harder to contain herself. She could be a little wild now and then. Her sisters had often told her so.

Truth was, she was so staid in her normal, everyday life, her desires were often frustrated and ignored. Her very high-pressure job left little room for play. Now that she was there, under the full moon in paradise with two sexy ass men, Anise longed to truly let herself go.

The one fantasy that had always played out in her brain since she’d gone through puberty was that of two men loving on her. Sure, she’d tried a threesome or two. But they never worked out for her.

She was either too demanding or too inhibited. And when she dated one man for any amount of time, the blame was always cast on her when things didn’t pan out in the bedroom.

So, yeah, this was a risk. But Ani couldn’t deny the overwhelming sexual attraction she felt for the two men.

She wanted them both.

And she wanted them now.

She could ignore the pang inside her chest at the thought of them rejecting her. Could even ignore the simmering feelings she felt for them beneath the façade of sexual desire, but again, Ani knew life was no romance novel.

She wasn’t in love.

She was in lust.

Yeah.

That she could work with.

“I’m sorry if I—”

“Yes.” Mayne softly uttered the word.

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