Page 51 of Theirs to Treasure

Sam started skootching down on the bed.

“Dammit, Booth, any other day of the week oral sex would be high on my list. But if you do not give me what I need. Now. Right this absolute minute. I will not be responsible for my actions.”

She felt, rather than heard, Chance’s laughter.

Sam slowly looked up from between her legs. “Oh Honey, I never want to deny you a thing.”

He covered her body and swooped in for a long lingering kiss as his penis nudged the tender opening of her body. She sighed with pleasure. He smiled and continued with a long, slow, sublime slide inward.

Chance let go of her hands and traced down the inside of her arms until he was massaging her scalp. She arched up into that caress as she clasped Sam tighter into her body. They surrounded her. The sight of the two men, and the clean, fresh smell of them, made her dizzy. Sam’s thrusts went deeper, driving her crazy.

Sam moved up, his knees digging into the mattress as he pulled her up.

He wasn’t. He couldn’t. He did.

Josie flew higher, when the beautiful dark haired man above her wrapped one strong arm around her hip and kept her tight against his surging hips, while wicked fingers teased her clit.

“So good!” she wailed.

Chance dipped down for the sweetest kiss.

These men. Oh, these men.

“Josie,” Sam prompted. But she needed no prompting, she was on the precipice. She dug her heels into the taught muscles of his ass. Chance lifted his head and looked down at her, and for once there was no grin, just a look of such tenderness.

“Josie.” Sam’s voice was an urgent rasp. It was too late. She bucked up against him. Her core muscles clamped around him as he shouted his release. His release combined with hers.

Ecstasy.

Shards of color swamped her. Brilliant emerald green. Cerulean blue. The colors of love.

Chapter 19

Sam chuckled as he lifted her off the bed. “She sure does zone out after an orgasm.”

“Do not,” she mumbled into his chest, proving his point. He cuddled her closer, ensuring that she was well-supported as he carried her into the connecting bathroom.

“Jesus, Chance, just how much did you have to pay the contractors to get them to do all this in such a short amount of time?” he asked over his shoulder. Sam smoothly leaned over and placed Josie into an oversized tub big enough for three people.

“Money talks, my friend, money talks,” Chance answered as he followed the two of them into the bathroom.

“Well, you and Josie have quite the master suite.” Sam noticed his friend chose to ignore his comment.

Sam watched as Josie started to slowly slide down the side of the bath.

“You’re getting in there with her, right?” Chance’s question prodded Sam. Sam stepped into the bath and got behind Josie so that her back rested against his chest. Chance smiled down at the two of them.

“This is where she belongs, with us,” Sam said. Josie nodded her head as she nuzzled against him.

“She’s working too many hours. She needs to stay here where we can take care of her.” Chance said.

“I hear you guys, and one day when I can move and open my eyes, I might argue with you. But right now, I like the Taking Care of Josie Program.” Sam looked down at the treasure in his arms and watched her slowly open her eyes. She held his gaze for an endless moment, then bent and placed a kiss over his heart and closed her eyes. When Sam looked up again, Chance was gone.

He washed her and got her out of the bath before the water cooled. Chance was sleeping on the left side of the over-large custom bed, and when he put Josie in the middle, she immediately cuddled close to his warmth. Sam crawled in beside her, immediately falling into a deep sleep.

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“Sam! Wake up! Zee, stay back!”