Page 49 of Theirs to Treasure

He glanced at Chance who was obviously lost in a vortex of pleasure as he pressed deeper. Josie matched him thrust for thrust until she screamed his name.

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“I’m going to run a bath for her,” Chance said.

“Good idea. How are you doing, Honey?” Sam asked as he continued stroking her breasts.

Josie luxuriated in the sensations Sam’s hands evoked on her skin. She arched up to thrust her breasts deeper into his touch. “No bath. Need you now.”

“Lie back, let us take care of you. It’s been a long day, and we just want to pamper you a little bit. When was the last time you were pampered?”

Josie smiled at the memory. “Sarah and Becca bought me a trip to a day spa for my birthday four years ago. They saved all year with their babysitting money. It was nonrefundable.”

“Your sisters sound pretty special. How old were they?” Josie was having trouble keeping track of the conversation as Sam’s hand moved downward and parted the folds of her sex.

“They were fourteen,” she gasped. She turned her head to capture Sam’s mouth in a kiss. She heard Chance come back from the bathroom and felt his lips as they glided along the inside of her thighs, trailing kisses.

“Bath,” Chance said.

“No,” Josie said as she pushed up on elbows. “Sam.” She saw his green eyes assessing her.

“Look here, both of you. I appreciate the pampering, I really do. But I know what I want, I know when I want it. I want Sam.” She reached for the hem of his black t-shirt. Chance of course laughed, but Sam was still giving her a considering look and it was really beginning to make her mad.

She pushed up even farther on the bed. “If we’re going to have a relationship, then I’m an equal partner in this triad. I want you. If I don’t get a say, then I’m walking. Where are my panties?”

Go, team. You sounded all roaring woman!

Sam gave her a slow grin, then he did that man thing of pulling his t-shirt off by tugging from the back of his neck. It wasn’t fair, because as soon as she saw his awesome chest with those defined abs, she was pretty much lost. Almost.

“I want to see it all, Big Guy.”

He stood up beside the bed and shucked his jeans. He’d gone commando. There was that lovely cock she’d remembered. He held out his hands and caught the condom package that Chance tossed to him.

She trembled. The idea of making love to another man after having just made love to one was…well…scary? Overwhelming? Breathtaking? Oh, admit it. It’s exciting as hell.

Can they see the grin on my face? Can they see the trepidation?

“Zee, you look like a cat who just saw a bowl of cream-covered catnip.”

A blush started all the way from her toes.

“Shut up, Chance.” Sam knelt on the bed.

“Meanwhile, you look like a pirate who just found his booty. Pun intended.”

She looked up at Sam as she tried to come up with something smart ass to say about Chance. But how could she when he was tearing open the condom wrapper? She reached out, wanting to help him roll it on.

“No, Babe. I’ll lose it.” His voice was hoarse.

I did that to him. Me. Josie Decker.

Her bottom lip trembled. How was this even possible?

“Hey, hey. What’s this? Are you okay?” Sam asked softly as he threw the protection aside. He didn’t lie on top of her, instead he slid up against her side and hugged her against him. “What’s going on?”

“So much. Feeling your erection excites me.” She rubbed her calf against the outside of his thigh, opening herself to him.

“And?” he asked.