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Emily shook her head, “Really guys, I don’t mind. There are going to be times when one of us is at work and the other two should feel free to do whatever they want. I’m fine with that. Plus, I think it’s hot when you guys’ kiss and you know—have sex in the kitchen,” she squeaked. “I like watching the two of you together,” she stuttered.

“You do?” Travis seemed surprised by her omission.

Emily nodded, “Yeah, the way you two touch each other is different from the way you both touch me. It’s harder, maybe even more passionate.” She was afraid that she had said too much. They probably didn’t want her psychoanalyzing their relationship or the way that they touched each other. Sometimes it was hard to shut off the doctor's side of her brain.

“Well, that’s new,” Jackson said from the front seat. “Usually, women run the other way when I tell them that I’m bi. That’s why I started going to Manholes. I was done trying to find a woman to accept my sexual preferences. I think that dating men is sometimes easier. Guys who are bi and gay don’t care what turns you on, as long as they do.” Travis shrugged, not at all offended by Jackson’s words.

“He’s right. Women found out that I liked men too and they ran for the hills. The few that stuck around didn’t last very long. When they ended the relationship they often said it was because they worried that they would never be enough for me.” Travis barked out his laugh and Emily wrapped her arms a little tighter around his shoulders.

“I don’t feel that way about either of you. I know that I’m enough for both of you, but I also like the fact that we are a team, giving each other what we need. That’s why this whole thing won’t work without all three of us being in. If you take out onepiece then the whole puzzle falls to the floor.” Emily’s voice was almost a whisper against Travis’s neck.

“We won’t let that happen, baby,” Travis growled, pulling her tighter against his bare chest.

“Never,” Jack promised from the front of the vehicle. “What do you say to the two of you picking up where you left off, Travis? I like watching the two of you together too, honey.” Jackson winked at her in the rearview mirror. She turned to face Travis, seeing the promise of what he was going to do to her in the few short minutes that they had until they reached his apartment.

Travis cupped her breast, feeling her already taut nipples through her shirt. She went braless and from the look on his handsome face, he liked it.

“You feel so good, baby.” His gravelly voice, filled with so much need, turned her on. She wanted to climb him and rub herself all over his body.

Travis pulled her shirt over her head and sucked one of her nipples into his hot mouth. His tongue swirled around it and she just about lost her mind.

“Yes,” she hissed.

He laid her back in the seat and pulled her jeans and panties down her legs, completely exposing her to his sultry gaze. “So fucking beautiful, Em,” he whispered.

“Fuck,” Jack swore, “I wish I could see her.”

“I have an idea, man.” Jackson sat back down and pulled Emily onto his lap so that she was facing away from him, looking at Jack. Travis spread her legs across his thick thighs and ran his fingers through her wet folds. She knew that she was ready for him, for them both.

“Do you like him watching you, baby?” She whimpered and nodded. Emily was completely naked and exposed to Jackson. Every time she looked up to find him watching her, it felt like he was touching her personally.

“You like that he can see me touching your wet pussy?” Travis shoved two of his big fingers into her opening causing her to mewl with pleasure. She needed more, shamelessly riding his hand trying to find the release that she so desperately wanted. Travis kissed down her neck, turning her head to take her lips, licking and sucking his way into her mouth. He plucked and tugged her nipples one at a time and she was so close to finding her release.

“Please, Travis,” she begged.

“Look at me,” Jackson barked. Her eyes flew open to find them parked outside of Travis’s apartment complex. She tried to get up, worried that someone outside would see her, but Travis trapped her with his body.

“Oh no, honey. You don’t get to move until you come.” Jack got out of his seat and opened the back of the car, fully exposing them. “Turn her to face me,” Jackson barked, climbing into the backseat and shutting the door behind him. Travis slid his body around with hers still on top and spread her legs wide open for Jackson to sit between.

“He’s going to eat your pussy baby and then I’m going to carry you into my bed and fuck you until you can’t remember either of our names.” Travis’s promise made her whimper. Jack pulled Travis in for a long, hard kiss with Emily caught in the middle. He then took her mouth, and she liked being able to taste Travis on Jack’s lips.

Jackson worked his way back down her body settling in between her thighs. He spread her folds and sucked her clit into his mouth, gently biting it between his teeth. The sensation of Travis’s fingers still pumping in and out of her body and working her nipples into taught peeks along with Jack’s skilled tongue had her screaming out her orgasm in no time.

“That’s our beautiful girl,” Jackson praised.

“You are so fucking gorgeous when you come, Em,” Travis chimed in.

Travis removed his fingers and wrapped Emily in his big jacket. Before she could protest, he pulled her from Jack’s SUV and into his bare chest. Travis carried her into his apartment while Jack retrieved their stuff from his vehicle.

She snuggled into Travis’s body as he carried her up the flight of steps and fumbled in his pocket for the keys. “Fuck,” he cursed, bringing her out of her post-orgasmic high. “The door is open, someone’s been in my place.” Travis put her on the ground, wrapping his jacket around her body, “Stay there,” he barked and pushed his way through the front door. She wanted to tell him to stop or wait for Jackson, but he was gone before she could even get the words out.

Jack came jogging up the stairs and looked her up and down, “Why are you crying, honey? What the hell happened?” Emily wiped at the tears that were now freely falling down her face. She hadn’t realized she was crying.

“He just went in,” she sobbed and pointed to the door where Travis disappeared through seconds before.

“Shit,” Jackson seemed to catch up. He handed her the clothes that he gathered from his SUV, “Put these on, honey, and stay put.” She took the clothes and nodded knowing that Jackson would take care of Travis and keep him safe.

“Please be careful,” she sobbed. “I need you both to be okay,” she whispered. Jack nodded, removing his gun from his side holster, and walked through Travis’s front door. Emily stayed frozen to the spot where they left her feeling her whole world spinning off-axis and silently praying for them both to come back to her in one piece.

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