I order a drink while I wait for Deke and Jake to return, but I don't have time for more than two sips before both massive men are back at my side.

Deke rests a hand on my hip, and sensation jolts through me. Never mind liquid courage. Lust alone will give me the nerve I need to pursue this unexpected opportunity.

“Ready to go?” he says. I glance at Jake, and the banked heat in his eyes tells me he knows exactly what the score is. A shiver runs up my spine, and I block out the part of me that wants to panic.

“Yeah. Let’s go.” I take a final sip of my drink, set it down, and wiggle my fingers at Hawk the bartender, who gives me a nod in return.

I exit the bar between the brothers — Deke in front of me and Jake behind when our path is narrow — and I alternate between feeling like the luckiest girl in the world or the most reckless. Am I really up for this? How will it even work?

I wrack my brain for any pertinent details my friends have shared about how to manage a threesome, but nothing applicable comes to mind.

When Deke leads us toward his truck, I have enough presence of mind to consider my exit strategy for later tonight. “How about if I follow you?” I say, as I start to break away toward my SUV.

Jake grabs my hand and tugs me back before I get two steps away. “I was told we're giving you the gold star treatment tonight. That includes chauffeur service.”

“I'll give you a ride back here later,” Deke adds as he puts an arm around my back. “Much, much later.”

“I have to work tomorrow.”

His eyes twinkle. “You’re young. You can handle one late night.”

That makes me wonder how old the brothers are. I’d guess in their early thirties, which means they’ve got plenty of experience.

At the truck, both Deke and Jake escort me to the passenger door. It's surreal — both of them standing there together — twin Adonises, two sets of hungry eyes, two perfect gentlemen who I hope and expect will soon be anything but.

I slide to the center of the seat and they climb in, surrounding me. Jake rests a hand on my right knee and after Deke reverses out of the parking spot, he puts his hand on my left.

I exhale, trying to calm both my nerves and my libido, to absolutely no avail.

When I part my legs an inch to give their big hands more room, they take it as an invitation, and with nearly simultaneous precision they both move their hands up my thighs.

My pussy goes on high alert, releasing more than a mere trickle of excitement. “How far is your place?” I ask Deke, my voice husky.

“Not too far,” he says with a chuckle, taking the opportunity to slide his fingers around to my inner thigh.

I shift my hips and spread my knees further apart. I’m like dynamite, and their rough hands are the flames burning up my fuse. It’s quite likely I’m going to explode before we get to our destination.

Jake is the first to reach my panties. “Silky smooth,” he murmurs as he pushes a strand of my hair behind my ear with his free hand. His fingers slip beneath my underwear and are soon tangling in the curls between my legs. “Soaking wet,” he says before taking my earlobe between his lips.

I whimper, turning to liquid at his touch.

“I can’t wait to dive into you,” Jake says. His voice is low and gravely and tickles my neck while his thick finger tickles my slippery folds. “First I’m going to lick you here, and here.” He punctuates his words by touching me in places that make me moan.

He finds my clit and presses. “And here,” Jake says, as Deke gently trails a finger back and forth on my thigh, amplifying all of the sensations that Jake is triggering.

“Unnnnh!” I wiggle in my seat, feeling the flame on the fuse nearing the point of combustion.

“I’m gonna bury my face in your wet pussy and make you come all over me.” Jake’s voice is hot and his words might be the dirtiest thing anyone has ever said to me.

“Oh god!” My back arches and my body stiffens as I explode. It’s not a major explosion, but it’s a good one, and Jake sustains it with a finger tapping on my clit, over and over. “Ohhhh!” I dig my fingers into each of their thighs — both of their legs so rock hard I can barely gain purchase.

“Oh my god.” My body quivers as the orgasm peaks and begins to subside. When I open my eyes I’m surprised to find us still driving down the road. I’d temporarily lost track of space and time. Hell, I’m not sure I even know my name right now.

“Aren’t you glad you let us give you a ride?” Jake says, smiling down at me.

His words conjure up an image of me straddling him, his cock buried inside me. I fantasized about that a lot, and now I’m about to live it out.

But this time, there’ll be someone watching — a second sexy biker to ride. The night’s just getting started. I send up a silent prayer for stamina.