Jaymie Holland

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out his thanks for the complimentary dessert. “Fantastic.” His voice went down an octave. “I’ve never experienced anything better.”
    “Agreed,” Colton said.
    “And the young signorina ?” Tony asked.
    “She loved it as well.” Colton sounded a little tired, but was speaking more clearly than Dane. “She went to the ladies’ room and will be right back.”
    “I am glad she enjoyed it.” Tony didn’t seem in a hurry to leave. “Would you like coffee to finish off the meal?”
    “Sure,” Colton said. “Make it three, and leave room for milk for Drew.”
    “And sugar packets,” Dane said.
    She smiled at the fact they’d remembered she liked milk and sugar in her coffee just from breakfast the morning of the attack. But then it occurred to her that Dane had automatically given her coffee with room for milk without asking her how she liked it, and he’d given her the sugar bowl. How had he guessed that? Unless Megan had told him, but that would be an odd thing to have come up in a normal conversation.
    “I will have your coffee served at once,” Tony said.
    “No rush,” Colton said.
    Dane said beneath his breath, “You are going to pay for that naughtiness, Drew.”
    He gripped her hair and began thrusting his hips again. She continued to finger her clit, so close to climaxing. In the next moment, his cock bucked and jerked, and his come filled her mouth. Her own body seemed to shatter and she moaned around his cock as she came hard. The stars she saw behind her eyelids this time were brighter as she swallowed his come and licked it all off his shaft when she slipped it out of her mouth.
    Dane arranged himself in his jeans and was zipping them up while she adjusted her dress and made sure the ties on the straps were secure. She tugged down her dress and moved on her knees the few inches to her chair, and eased out from under the tablecloth.
    Both men looked exhausted and sated. She felt a sense of power over them as she took her seat and glanced from one to the other.
    “You are going to pay for that,” Colton murmured as he looked at her.
    “She sure as hell is,” Dane said in agreement.
    Drew gave them a mischievous smile.
    While they lingered over two cups of coffee each, Drew turned the tables on them and asked them questions about their pasts.
    She learned that Dane had grown up in a family of six boys who all had served in a branch of the military. After graduating from NYU, Dane had gone into the Navy to become a SEAL. He didn’t seem to want to talk about what he’d done in the military, though, as if his experiences haunted him in some way.
    Colton, on the other hand, grew up with two sisters in Brooklyn. They’d had to grow up fast because their mother had become an alcoholic after their father abandoned them when they were in their early teens. Colton had graduated from NYU, where he had roomed with Dane. He’d liked his job with the NYPD, for the most part, but he’d been ready to retire and start his own business when he and Dane had made the decision to form JPSC.
    Drew couldn’t believe how the time had flown by when they finally left Tony’s place. They’d stayed for three hours. Colton and Dane left a generous tip before they told Tony goodbye and headed back to her place.

Chapter 7
    Drew felt amazingly relaxed as Louis drove the three of them to her apartment.
    Despite the fact that the sun had gone down, once again it was damned hot when they stepped out of the air-conditioned car. Immediately, perspiration coated her skin. The men escorted her to her apartment where she disarmed the security system and let the men inside with her.
    She closed the door and looked from Dane to Colton. “I appreciate you taking me to the doctor. Thank you for dinner, too.”
    “I feel like we should be the ones to say thank you.” Dane winked and Drew felt heat rise in her as she thought about how much she’d enjoyed going down on them. She could swear that the owner, Tony, had

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