Love Under Two Honchos (12 page)

The doorbell rang.

She looked down at herself as she went to the door. The camisole and capris she’d put on after her shower were comfortable and attractive.
I won’t likely have them on for long anyway, so it hardly
matters.

She checked the security viewer, then opened the door.

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Josh and Alex came in, each giving her a quick kiss first. Alex carried a large, white paper bag, and Josh’s hands were full carrying a bottle of wine each.

“I thought we’d eat in the dining room.”

“Good idea,” Josh said. The men headed directly there. Penelope followed, anxious to see their reactions to her table-setting efforts.

“We’ll need a corkscrew. I’ll get it,” Josh said. He set the bottles on the table then headed to the kitchen.

“Can I help?” she asked as Alex began to set out the round, sealed containers that had been in the bag. The food, whatever it was, smelled delicious.

“We need four serving spoons.” He looked up and smiled. “And wise of you to give us each two glasses. May I suggest a pitcher of ice water?”

“Am I going to need it?” she asked, half joking.

“You might,” Josh said as he came back into the dining room. He made quick work of opening the first bottle of wine, something red.

“Since you’d never tried salsa on your eggs, we thought that perhaps you should have an introduction to Tex-Mex cuisine.”

“Oh, good! I wouldn’t have known what to try on my own. I do have a sense of adventure, but sometimes that trait can land you in such muck. Just let me get the water.”

Penelope wondered about the strange look the brothers exchanged, and then she let it go. If she worried about every odd look or comment, she’d get herself into a state of antacid dependency in no time flat.

She came back into the dining room carrying a crystal pitcher of ice water and poured some for each of them.

Josh and Alex each had a hand on her chair, and together saw her seated so that she faced the beautiful view. With a man on both ends of the table—close enough she could link fingers—she set her napkin on her lap and prepared to sample a new, to her, cuisine.

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Josh poured wine into everyone’s glass as Alex pried the lids off the containers. Both men then set about scooping the steaming hot contents onto their plates, and hers.

“You’ve got Mexican rice, chili, chicken taco—a soft taco, this first time out—and our all-time favorite, spicy beef tamales.”

They both seemed so pleased with themselves that Penelope had to smile. It did all smell very appetizing. She forked a bit of rice. The flavor exploded onto her tongue, garlic and cumin and chili peppers.

“Oh, that’s good.” She gave them each a smile. “I love rice.”

The chili she recognized, of course, and carefully sampled it, relieved when it didn’t set fire to her tongue. Since comments seemed to be expected, she said, “Mmm.”

Penelope had no idea what to do with the long yellow thing on her plate that looked as if it was tied with a ribbon.

It didn’t seem to be leaking anything. Was this one of those foods one ate with their fingers?

She picked it up, and turned it first one way, and then the other.

“Which end do I bite into first?”

“No! You open it and eat what’s inside.” Josh only smirked a little.

“Oh, of course.” She watched the men, then copied their actions.

Once she saw what was inside, she looked up at Alex. “This didn’t come off a sidewalk somewhere? Because if I saw that on a sidewalk, I’d go around it.”

“No, sweetheart. It’s beef and spices and…stuff. It’s good. Try it.”

His voice sounded funny.

“Are you laughing at me?”

“Only a little, honest,” Alex answered for the both of them, primarily because it seemed Josh was having some sort of breathing problem and couldn’t speak right then.

“Maybe I’ll serve you the grand English dish, toad in the hole, and see what your face looks like.”

“As long as the toad is deceased, I’m game,” Josh said.

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Penelope laughed and, because they were being so sweet, dared to try the interesting-looking filling from the tamale.

“Oh! It’s yummy!” Actually, the tamale turned out to be her favorite. She did need more than a sip of water, but by the time she’d finished, she thought she’d developed a taste for the spicy Tex-Mex cuisine—at least as much of it as she’d sampled.

“So the next time I scramble some eggs for you, I can cover them in hot salsa?” Josh asked.

“Um…perhaps in a little bowl on the side?” She didn’t want to tell them the idea of salsa on eggs for breakfast didn’t sound particularly appealing.

Judging by the smiles they gave her, she guessed they figured that one out on their own.

They worked well together, and cleanup didn’t take long. They moved back into the dining room, drawn back to the beautiful sparkling lights outside the window.

“Have you tried the Jacuzzi out yet?” Josh poured the last of the wine into their glasses.

Penelope savored one more sip of the merlot and then set her glass down. “No. I was waiting for the two of you.”

“Were you, now?” Alex set his glass down and came over to her.

He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her, his lips light and moist against hers. Reaching up, she grasped his wrists, held on to him. She felt the strength of his pulse, inhaled the scent of him, an aroma familiar and arousing. Inside, her heart began to beat just a bit faster as tiny tendrils of arousal swam through her blood.

“I think you’re turning me into a sex addict.” She whispered those words against Alex’s mouth, and then turned her head so she could kiss Joshua.

Honeyed and hot, his flavor sank into her, became a part of her.

Together, they made a heady and perhaps dangerous combination.

The taste of one followed by a sip from the other heated her blood and stirred her juices like nothing else on earth.

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“You can only be a sex addict if you’re a celebrity who’s gotten caught cheating.” Alex grinned as he said that.

“So if I’m not a sex addict, what am I?”

“Delectable and delicious,” Alex said.

“Sexy and seductive,” Joshua said.

“You’re also overdressed.” Alex pulled the camisole over her head, and then Josh unhooked her bra. Both garments hit the floor.

Alex picked her up, so she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, her tongue sweeping his mouth, eager to drink as much of him as she could. She sensed Josh’s hands on her waist, and then felt him peeling her capris and panties down her legs and off her. The moment her feet were free of the clothing, she wrapped her legs around Alex’s waist.

“Now who’s overdressed?” she whispered against his neck.

Alex chuckled. “We are, sweetheart. But we’ll fix that as soon as we get into the bathroom.”

“Hurry.”

Penelope trusted Alex not to drop her, even when she nibbled and licked his neck and his cock hardened beneath his jeans in response.

Joshua must have gone ahead of them because the moment Alex carried her into the master bedroom she heard the sound of the Jacuzzi jets.

“Here, sweetheart. You get in, and we’ll be with you in just a bit.”

Alex lowered her into the water.

Penelope sighed. The heat and bubbles felt wonderful. She moved to the other side of the large tub. Relaxing, she got comfortable, preparing to watch the men strip for her.

Josh began to take his clothes off, but Alex left the room. He was back moments later with a small plastic bag.

“What do you have there?”

Instead of answering her, he withdrew the items and held them up for her to see.

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“You’ll have to tell me what they are. Until the two of you came into my life—pun definitely intended—my sexual experience and knowledge were miniscule.”

Josh grinned. “Corrupted you, have we?”

“Considerably.” She couldn’t say that with a straight face. “That wasn’t a complaint, by the way. It was only an observation.”

“I know.” Josh finished undressing and eased into the tub. He came to her and kissed her lightly. “We bought some lube and a butt plug. We want to be inside you at the same time, pretty Penelope. To do that, we have to prepare your ass to receive cock. This will also give you a chance to see if you’ll enjoy anal play, or not.”

Penelope looked over at Alex. He’d set the two items on the shelf above the tub and then began to undress.

“It’s your decision,” Alex said. “We hope you’ll say yes and that you’ll like it.”

“So what will it be, sweetheart?” Josh’s question tickled her belly, the deep sound of his voice an indication of his arousal.

“I never imagined I’d have such a sense of adventure when it came to sex.” Just thinking about having both of these men inside her at the same time made her horny as hell. They were just so damn sexy, the both of them. Especially when they looked at her the way they were doing now, waiting for her answer.

“Yes. I want you both inside me at the same time. I want you every single—and double—way I can have you.”

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Chapter 11

Penelope reached up and removed the clip holding up her hair, and then gently shook her head, releasing those lustrous midnight tresses to cascade down her body.

That sensual act stopped Alex in his tracks, with his shirt off and pants just open. Some of her hair floated on the water, and he saw again that apparition from his long-ago dreams. When those visions would haunt his sleep, he’d believed he was watching Aphrodite, the goddess of love, in a private moment as she bathed, and then beckoned to a lover.

Now he wondered if that had been the right interpretation at all.

Because right here, beckoning to him with that coy smile, awaited his very own personal Aphrodite. Then she raised her arms to him, and he melted.

“You’re a miracle.” The words escaped unplanned, but he wouldn’t regret them. She
was
a miracle—to be so turned on by both him and Josh, to be responsive to them both, willing to share her body with them so generously.

“No, Alex. I’m only a woman.”

Alex shucked the rest of his clothes then eased into the spa. Josh sat back, spread his arms out along the edge of the tub, and smiled.

His brother must have realized how triggered he was. Alex appreciated the gesture because he couldn’t wait to get his hands on Penelope.

Alex knew that Josh would content himself, for the moment, to watch. Alex would return the favor next time.

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They’d shared a few women over the years, enough to have convinced them both that they wanted to share
the
woman one day, to form the same kind of family they were raised in. He and Josh were connected in the same way he believed Matt and Steven were, the same as his own fathers were. They always had been, even as kids, long before the thought of females and sex had ever entered their heads. He’d always believed that he’d never feel as close to another person as he did to his brother Joshua.

Now he understood he’d been wrong.

Alex let his thoughts slip away and focused on Penelope. Her delicious self, wet and naked, was his for the taking. “No, you’re more than just a woman. You’re arousing, and electrifying. You blow me apart and put me back together again, and you make me hunger for more of you. All of you.”

“Then take all of me.” She closed the distance between them.

Wrapping her arms around him, she pressed her body close to his.

He could feel the pebbled points of her nipples pressing against his chest. Her skin, so soft, so silky, heated beneath the caress of his hands. He lowered his mouth to hers, breathed her in, and then kissed her.

Her flavor, like honeyed wine, rich and intoxicating, flooded him.

The taste of her stroked him to a fine arousal, quenched his thirst and parched him in the same sip. He needed to taste more of her, and then still more. How did she do this to him? No other woman ever had.

He used his tongue to drink from her, to touch and taste every bit of her mouth. When he played his hand down her back to her gorgeous ass, she sucked his tongue, stroking it, and the action was the same as she’d used on his cock.

That organ stiffened and bobbed as if it could capture her attention and her mouth.

While keeping her mouth on his, she fisted him and stroked him with a touch both firm and deep.

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He ended the kiss. “You get me so hot, so fast. A part of me wants to just splay you wide and plunder.”

The sound she made told him more than words could have the idea appealed. “I won’t break.” Her murmur bathed his face as she placed tiny little kisses all over him.

Alex shivered in response to her offer, the kind of offer every man, if he’s honest with himself, longs to hear.

Those three words were saying take me, do as you will with me, no holds barred. It was the most generous offer he’d ever received.

“I know you won’t break.” He caressed her face. “But I might.”

Penelope’s laugh, so damn female and sexy, skittered across his dick then settled deep inside of him.

He eased her back so he could bend down and suckle her nipples.

She loved her breasts being played with, loved the strong suction he gave her. When she arched, he stood and brought her to the other side of the tub. “Can you reach the condoms?” he asked her.

“Yes.”

He let her slide down his body so she could put the rubber on him.

Then he sat and brought her over his lap so that she straddled him. He looked over her shoulder at his brother, who nodded. Josh slid over to retrieve the lube and the butt plug.

Alex turned his attention back to Penelope. His cock pulsed from the nearness of her, from the heat of her pussy pressed against him. It really did take every bit of effort not to just plunge and take. But he wanted to pleasure her, to get her ready for what would come next.