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Gunner is sitting on a recliner that he pulled up to face the bed. He has a magnificent view of any action and he’s sitting there ready, his hands resting on his thick thighs. His hazel eyes meet mine, and I shudder involuntarily. I haven’t been as close to Gunner as the other guys, but we still share the same electric connection between us.
Zeke stands on one side of the bed and Rex on the other. The way they look at me makes me feel like a goddess. Zeke licks his plump lips before flashing me his megawatt, movie star smile. Rex’s green eyes smolder as he rubs his fist along his stubbled jaw.
“Come here, Goldie,” Rex commands.
My feet shuffle towards the bed, but then I freeze when I’m suddenly hit with a flash of anxiety. Can I handle the three ofthem? They’re not my bumbling, brand-new husband, underneath the covers on our wedding night.
“If I want you to stop,” I begin, trailing off. I bite my bottom lip as I look away.
“It won’t be a problem,” Rex assures me, stepping forward to wrap his arms around my waist. His eyes move down to stare at my lips. “Unless you keep biting your lip like that,” He adds in a growl.
“You won’t want us to stop, Goldie,” Zeke purrs, walking around to stand behind me and rub my shoulders. “I promise,” He whispers, tickling my ear.
My body relaxes, except for the coil of desire in my groin, and I tilt my head up towards Rex as he goes in for a kiss. I open my mouth wider as his tongue probes mine and Zeke busies himself by reaching around to cup my breasts.
I’m still lost in Rex’s kiss, but my nipples respond to Zeke’s affection. He’s feeling through the fabric, pinching my nipples, and I gasp when he reaches underneath the material to roll one between his fingers.
“We’ve got to get some of these clothes off of you,” Rex murmurs, breaking our kiss.
Zeke’s hands slip down to the waistband of my skirt, but I stick out my lower lip into a playful pout.
“This time, I want some clothes off ofallofyou.”
Rex grins at my demand and takes a step backwards. I watch while he shrugs his vest off of his shoulders and tugs at the neck of his t-shirt to pull it over his head. Rex isn’t one of those boys I’ve seen at the country club pool. He’s a real man. There’s no doubt that he hasexperience.
Rex’s chest is thick with muscle. There’s a dusting of body hair that transforms into a treasure trail down his chiseled abdomen. His skin is marked with black tattoos, but I don’t recognize any of the signs or symbols.
I’m still ogling him when I notice that he’s smirking at me.
“Is that better?” Rex asks, lifting one eyebrow.
“Yes,” I answer quickly, but turn to motion at Zeke and Gunner. “But not quite.”
Zeke quickly agrees, sliding off his leather and pulling the hem of the neckline of his shirt over his head with one hand. I lick my lips as I survey the sight of Zeke bare-chested. The pierced nipples, six-pack abs, and colorful tattoos decorating his body like some wildly creative canvas.
Gunner grunts but slips his jacket over his wide shoulders. He folds it carefully over the back of his chair before jerking his t-shirt over his head. Scars crisscross his muscled back and when he turns around, Gunner’s abdomen appears to be carved out of stone. He’s huge, but all muscle, and I feel my mouth gape as Gunner undoes his belt, unzips his fly, and abruptly pushes his jeans down around his ankles. He grunts once more as he settles back down into the recliner, but I can’t take my eyes off of the enormous bulge between his legs. Gunner seems comfortable, sitting there in his black boxer briefs. He leans back into the leather, making no move to hide his growing excitement.
“I guess it’s my turn,” I say, reaching for the hem of my shirt, but Zeke snatches my wrist.
“Oh, no, Goldie,” Zeke scolds, placing my hand on his chest to pull me towards him. His blue eyes burn into mine. “You’re not lifting a finger.”
Zeke’s mouth crashes down on mine. Lust hits me like a wave that I’m powerless against. When I open my mouth, Zeke’s metal stud brushes against my tongue and I let out a moan. I’m being swept away. I’m going to drown in sin.
With our kiss momentarily broken, Rex seizes the opportunity to lift my blouse over my head. Zeke’s lips are pressing down on mine again just as deft fingers are unhooking my bra. The fabric slips away from my body as Rex cups my breasts. He’s gentle at first, with butterfly-soft caresses, but moments later, Rex is twisting both of my nipples. It stokes the fire between my legs.
I’m enjoying the attention, arching my back against him, when Rex slides his hands down to the waistband of my skirt. After oneswift motion, my skirt and underwear are down around my ankles. Rex wastes no time in slipping his fingers between my legs. He teases my opening and spreads the wetness up my slit. Rex brushes against my clit and it causes my knees to go weak. Without my two strong bikers surrounding me, I would have crumpled, but strong hands guide me to the bed instead.
I catch a glimpse of Gunner, his hazel eyes watching intently as I’m laid back on the mattress.I wonder if he plans to join in.Is it me? Or does he only ever watch?I know that the guys have shared women in the bedroom before, but I’m not sure what the roles or rules are here.
There’s no more time to think about it when Rex plops down beside me. His lips are on mine immediately and his hand squeezes my hip before sliding down my thigh. I place my hands against his chest, feeling his bulging pectoral muscles beneath his skin. Our mouths open and our tongues twirl together while my fingers trail down his washboard abs to settle on the waistband of his jeans.
Rex pulls away when I try to unfasten to button with one hand.
“Goldie,” Rex says, his surprise transforming into a smirk. “Let me help you with that.”
Zeke’s mouth closes around my nipple. He sucks, twirling his tongue around my hardened peak, all while I watch Rex slowly unzip his fly. He’s wearing black briefs that barely contain the bulge between his legs.
I gasp when Zeke slips his fingers between my legs.
