Unexpected Lovers

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Authors: Sandy Sullivan
Tags: Menage a Trois (m/f/m), Menage Amour
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think…” A squeak burst from her lips when he leaned over her and tipped the chair back onto two legs with his hand.
    “Gorgeous, huh?” he whispered. His lips hovered so close, all she had to do was lean a miniscule little bit toward him and she could feel the tempting fullness of his.
    “Well, yes,” she murmured. “And they both seem to be very possessive with me. I haven’t been able to have hardly any fun in several weeks.”
    One hand skimmed down her arm, raising goose bumps along the surface in its wake. “Oh princess, we’re going to have fun all right.”
    “Promise?”
    “Dance with me and we’ll get this party started.”
    “How could I possibly refuse such a gallant request?”
    Picking up her hand, he tugged her out of the chair and slipped his arm around her waist. “Good. I didn’t want to have to throw you over my shoulder and drag you out there.” A moment later, they started scooting across the floor. She noticed the other dancers weren’t dancing quite as close, so she tried to wiggle herself a little farther from him, but he wasn’t about to let her go.
    “Uh-uh. I want to hold you,” he whispered in her ear as he plastered her against his chest. His warm palm flattened against the small of her back, holding her close.
    “Ryan.”
    Warm breath ruffled the air near her ear and a shiver rolled down her back.
    “Mmm?”
    “Maybe you shouldn’t hold me so close.”
    “Why?”
    “We’re getting some strange looks.”
    “I don’t care. Do you?”
    “I wouldn’t except that a lot of the looks are from other women, shooting daggers at me.”
    “They’re jealous. You’re the prettiest woman in here.”
    “It’s probably more like they are exes of yours and Brett’s. I’ll probably get jumped if I go to the bathroom alone.”
    “Then I’ll go with you and protect you.”
    “You will not!”
    The song changed, but Ryan didn’t let her go, only continued to sway to the music, never caring that the song playing had a fast beat.
    “Mind if I cut in?” Brett asked, stepping up behind Ryan.
    “Of course I mind, but since she’s here with both of us, I guess I’ll let you dance with her, too.”
    “Aren’t you the benevolent one there, Ryan?”
    “Don’t push your luck, Brett, or I’ll take her home and leave you here.”
    “You two stop it.” She rolled her eyes and stepped into Brett’s embrace, while his warm hands settled on her hips. “I swear, if I didn’t know you two like to share, I’d swear I’m being pulled in different directions like a bone.”
    “Sharing is one thing, sweetheart, but we would both like some alone time with you, especially now that you are a free woman,” Brett said, looking deep into her eyes.
    “Interesting thought.”
    “Neither of us will push you, Whitney. Whether you want me or Ryan or both, it will be your choice.”
    “I know,” she whispered. His lips brushed against her cheek before he pulled her closer.
    They spent the rest of the night dancing, drinking, and laughing. She didn’t think she’d had so much fun in one night in her life, but it was time to go home, and she shivered in anticipation. Sitting between the two of them in the cab of Ryan’s truck, her nerves were wound tight. Earlier in the night, she’d come to the conclusion that she wanted both men at the same time. Unfortunately, she wasn’t quite sure how to make it happen. Yes, she knew sharing wasn’t an issue with them, but never having been with two men at once, she didn’t know how to proceed.
    Once they reached the house, she dropped her purse on the countertop and rubbed her arms to calm the goose bumps flittering across her skin. Damn. I don’t think I’ve been this excited in a long time.
    “I had a lot of fun tonight, guys.”
    “I did too, Whit, but I’m going to bid you goodnight,” Brett said and then brushed his lips against hers quickly. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
    What the fuck?
    “Me too, princess. It was fun. See

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