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Closing her eyes, she rocked on AJ, and instead of lube on her ass, she felt Jesse’s probing tongue. Shivering, she leaned forward and let him get her ready for real. Finally, he rubbed the lube in, and she felt his hot body pressing to her back.

His cock slowly filled her ass, and she backed up on him a little more. The men thrust in unison, and she leaned back on Jesse. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she held on as AJ

lifted and Jesse ground to her. Fast and hard, she couldn’t believe she’d ever doubted this was a good idea. She felt the love and the passion. When AJ tickled her clit, she moaned and rocked between them as if she’d been denied sex for weeks.

“She’ll want to come home to us. Vegas is home,” Jesse said.

“God yes! I think I need to take a vacation and stay here for a few weeks.” She gasped as the orgasm rippled through her.

She heard a groan in her ear, and Jesse’s hips snapped to her rear. His body pressed to hers and she got the wonderful vibrations from his release. Riding AJ harder, she wanted him to join them in orgasm.

When AJ shouted, Renee’s cunt contracted, and her clit stung with an orgasm that rolled through her until she gasped. Then Renee felt powerful arms pull her down to the bed. She couldn’t fight, didn’t want to. Lying between them was where she belonged. Their heat consumed her. Their strong mouths enveloped her nipples, and Renee arched.

This was no dream, no fantasy and no quickie for fun. This was deep and forever.

Renee shifted onto her side. “We’re definitely going to have the kinky do-over prom night sometime. We have to give this a try.” She kissed AJ then Jesse, knowing the fun was an expression of deep love and trust. She’d spent her life flying, roaming and being free. Maybe, it just took two very special men to hold her down and make her want to stay in one spot forever.

Epilogue

Renee pulled into the driveway and went into the house. Her house. It’d taken ten years to get back to AJ and Jesse, but in the ten months since the reunion, she’d had more fun in their happy triangle than she’d found wandering the world alone. Moving back to Vegas didn’t mean she gave up flying or anything else…she had an even better life!

Coming home to two great men made it a much more attractive prospect, though. She found herself more and more eager to go get back to Vegas and spend time with them than before.

“It’s me,” she called when she didn’t find them in the living room or the studio.

“Kitchen,” AJ replied.

Renee dropped her bag and purse in the hall and continued to the kitchen where the men washed dishes. “Too late for dinner?”

They grinned at her. “We saved you some in the fridge. You said you’d be in late,” Jesse said.

“I couldn’t wait.” She slipped in between them and kissed Jesse then AJ.

“It’s only been two days. You’ve been doing shorter and shorter runs away from home.” Jesse’ arm slid around her waist.

“Sick of me already?” she teased.

“If we had our way, we’d never let you leave. Or get dressed. But you’re a rather strong-willed woman.” AJ squeezed her ass with a soapy hand.

“We like that,” Jesse added.

“We do. But we all have our careers. You have to decide what your goals are.” AJ kissed her neck.

She shivered at the intimacy. No jealousy or fear. No regrets or egos out to dominate.

Renee never fell in step with tradition, and it had worked out damn fine for her. “I’ve been thinking about making a change with my career, but first, my sister called while I was out. She loved you two at her New Year’s Eve party.”

“No awkward questions?” Jesse winked at AJ.

Renee shrugged. “She’s curious about the house sharing, but she likes you both. Invited you two for Easter dinner.”

“Easter. Less alcohol to cover our kissing and flirting.” AJ shook his head.

“Less groping and making out on Easter than New Years.” Renee shot him a look. “This dinner involves all the family. Grandma and old aunts.”

“We’ll behave.” Jesse nodded.

Renee had no doubts, but it seemed odd to even try it. They’d all gone to AJ’s parents’

for Christmas Eve and Jesse’s family for Christmas brunch. She’d made an appearance with them at her mother’s for Christmas dinner, but even she’d been nervous. Somehow, her sister had figured it out or didn’t care and had invited them all for New Years.

“Will there be an Easter egg hunt?” AJ lifted his eyebrow suggestively.

“You’re very naughty tonight. Those games are for the kids. But maybe, I’ll amuse you so we can get it out of your system.” She slid her hand down his shorts and took firm hold of one of his balls. “Got one.”

AJ stiffened, and his cock responded, but Renee was only after eggs tonight. She reached in Jesse’s jeans and grabbed both of his firmly. “More. All for me.”

“Does this make you the bunny?” Jesse asked.

“Watch it. She’ll want to paint our junk pink with purple spots next.” AJ slipped his hand under her skirt and rubbed her slit.

Renee was already eager to get her men in bed and had been ever since she’d touched down, but the play had made her wet. First, she needed to finish the business. “So you’ll come for Easter?”

“Of course. My family does brunch so yours is dinner. Perfect.” AJ shrugged.

She looked at Jesse. “My parents are going to the sister’s out East since they were here for Christmas. It’ll work out, Renee. It’s just one more family to negotiate. If we all had divorced parents, then we’d have a mess.”

Renee rested her head on his shoulder as her body opened to AJ’s pushy fingers. “Sounds perfect. One more thing.”

“She’s teasing me.” AJ groaned.

“No. I’m thinking of taking a private piloting job. Some colleagues are starting it, and we can flex our schedules more. Thoughts?” Renee asked.

“Are you sure you want to do that?” Jesse wiped the final dish dry and snapped the towel at AJ. “We’d love it, you’d be a little safer and at home, and you know it’s not about the money.

But it’s your career.”

Renee nodded. “I know. And I love flying, but the regulations and the cutbacks are making it even more stressful and less fun. The airline wants to make money and fly us to death.

Cut pensions. It’s all corporate, and I want the fun, too.”

“We want you to be happy. That’s all that matters.” AJ drained the sink and pinned her to it so he and Jesse blocked any escape. Reluctantly, she let go of their balls, but it was just as good. Renee loved the feeling of them together, so strong and united in their purpose. Back in high school she’d never dreamed of this—well maybe fantasized about it but never believed it was possible.

She grinned and slid an arm around each of their necks. “I’ll quit tomorrow. Tonight, I have other ideas.”

Jesse kissed her and then AJ. Then they kissed each other and she watched, so close she could join in, and finally, she did. They’d perfected the three-way kiss and pressed together tightly. When they broke, the trio headed for the bedroom.

“Maybe we should do a photo shoot with her as the sexy Easter bunny and our balls painted?” Jesse suggested.

AJ glared at Jesse and tugged the slighter man’s shirt off. “Your stuff is getting a lot more erotic lately. I don’t mind, but I think you’re obsessed.”

“With you two. Always.” Jesse dropped his pants and underwear fast. Naked and growing hard as he pulled AJ’s clothes off, Jesse’s lips curled in a mischievous smile.

“No, with taking kinky pictures of us. The Easter bunny hides the eggs. So, she’d be hiding our balls? You’re weird.” AJ kissed Jesse deeply.

“You love it.” Jesse groped AJ’s ass playfully.

Renee loved watching them, but as she shimmied out of her skirt suit, she found their attention on her. Both men were naked so she had plenty to play with. They removed her bra and thong while she teased their balls.

“Jesse always makes us look amazing. Trust him.” Renee knelt down and licked up AJ’s shaft then up Jesse’s. Her insides pulsed for attention, and she knew she’d be at home more and more.

“I trust him. But, maybe he needs to pick a more publically acceptable topic for his photography. We don’t want to be on display at his showings.” AJ’s hand tangled in her hair.

Renee sucked and stroked the cocks until they were fully hard then nuzzled their balls as if she’d been kept from her men for weeks. Two days was too long. She turned and crawled to the bed.

They joined her quickly, tossing condoms and lube packets on the bed for all the fun they could handle.

“For Easter, maybe you can do something with my sister’s kids. And the egg hunt and the fun at the kids’ table. If you’re looking for more innocent subjects.” Renee kissed Jesse and rolled onto her side to kiss AJ.

Jesse pressed to her back and rubbed his cock over her ass. “You want to make your men think innocent thoughts now?”

“No. But if you want to do something with the kids, my sister would love you forever.” She laughed and felt her cheeks redden. Not much embarrassed her, but at Christmas, the kids running around made her start to think.

“You’re on dangerous ground, Renee. Men have the urge to procreate. Coach went on and on about it when lecturing the guys to use protection. We don’t want to. Naturally, we want to pass on our genes. All this kid talk…don’t tease us.” AJ pulled her close, tugging her leg over his hip. He looked her in the eye as he rubbed his cock to her slit. He grabbed a condom packet and tore it open.

For a split second, she almost told him not to put it on. Then Jesse rubbed lube on her ass.

Now was not the time to make that sort of decision, and she was still on the pill. When AJ had the protection on, she moved into position, and the men pressed to her with practiced talent.

“Maybe that’s the next talk we should have.” She turned her head and kissed Jesse.

He thrust into her ass, and Renee gasped at the sweet ache of two cocks stretching her.

They rubbed to each other as well. Everyone won. AJ grunted and picked up his pace. She and Jesse both kissed AJ. The mating urge had taken hold of him.

Renee gave into it, letting her hips snap back and forth as the men rocked to her. AJ’s hand gripped her breast as Jesse kissed her neck. The need flowed between them, and AJ came in a shudder. Jesse ground to her rear and reached down, rubbing her clit in rapid circles until Renee shouted. Jesse’s climax left the three a trembling mass of flesh.

“Dirty trick.” AJ sucked her breasts with a new passion. “Playing on our masculine drive.”

Jesse smiled. “Maybe her biological clock is starting to tick?” Renee shook her head. “I don’t know. It complicates things a lot more. But if we’re serious about this ménage life, then we need to deal with that possibility. Nothing is absolutely foolproof. And we like kids.”

AJ nipped the underside of her breast, and Renee moaned. “I’m not hearing any objections.”

“No one is running, Renee. I say we give it some thought first. But I’ll bet you’re pregnant by Easter dinner.” Jesse smiled down at AJ.

“Then let’s have some more fun with my figure while it’s still this good.” She eased off the men and turned to face Jesse. When things were this good, how could they not bring more fun into it? They’d just have to start locking the door.

About the Author

A lover of unusual things, Cheryl Dragon enjoys writing unique stories with sinfully hot erotic romance. Her two favorite settings are Las Vegas and New Orleans...where anything can happen! Cheryl lives in the Chicagoland area with her deaf albino cat. By day she analyzes numbers for a division of a large international conglomerate, which leaves the creative juices free for her erotic romance novels.

Cheryl loves to talk to her readers and can be found at www.cheryldragon.com.

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