Lily was quiet on the car ride to the penthouse. She could only imagine what she had signed on for. It was like she was having an out of body experience. She couldn’t believe she had agreed to this, but she couldn’t imagine not doing it. They had made promises to each other, she needed them to keep.

They had brought her body to life in a new way. Each one driving bliss out of her core in his own way. It didn’t matter if it was Sawyer or Jack—together they had touched her like she was a goddess. They wanted her. She had no doubt. And that want made her feel whole. It made her feel like she had a place where she belonged.

The driver steered them through levels of parking. He stopped in a parking garage at a set of gold elevators. The Sawyer and Jack led her from the chauffeured car and into the elevator.

“This is where you live?” she spoke quietly.

“All the way at the top,” Jack responded.

She was surprised when it deposited them inside the heart of a breath-taking apartment. The Kincaid-Rivers penthouse was like the men—it looked like it belonged in an architectural magazine. There were sleek lines and stylish appliances. She couldn’t believe how gorgeous it was. Did she belong here?

Sawyer took her coat. “My suites are at this end of the penthouse.” He pointed along a dimly corridor. “And Jack’s are at the other end. But in the middle are yours.”

“Mine?” She almost choked. “But I just got here. I don’t have rooms here.”

Jack laughed. “Of course. You have your own rooms. Don’t expect to be sleeping alone much, or sleeping at all, but you have your own closets. Bath. It’s a sweet set up.”

She felt the room start to spin. “Why?”

Sawyer spun her toward him. “We’re going to take care of you. We don’t take this relationship lightly. You need to know that from the beginning. We have our set of rules, but you get to make some too. And Jack and I will honor them, whatever you need them to be.”

“I don’t even know what those would be. Where do I start? Do I need rules?”

Jack came up behind her. She knew she was sandwiched between the two men. She was immediately hot and aroused.

Jack reached under her skirt, drawing a finger between her legs that landed in the center of her heat. She hissed.

“Spread your legs,” Sawyer commanded.

“But—”

“I said spread your legs.”

She did as he said and Jack suddenly had deep access to her pussy. He shoved his finger inside her just as Sawyer’s mouth crushed hers with a blinding kiss. Oh shit, the world was upside down. One man was finger fucking her while the other laid a kiss deep on her lips.

She moaned, tilting her hips.

“That’s it,” Jack coaxed.

Sawyer began to strip the shirt from her. Jack pushed her skirt all the way up to her hips, but she didn’t protest. She didn’t care that they had only made it two steps inside the foyer. It was already everything she wanted.

“Down the hall?” Sawyer motioned to Jack.

Before she could answer Sawyer scooped her into her arms and carried her to a room. It must be the suite he mentioned. The one that would be hers.

He laid her on the bed as both men began to strip their clothes. She stared in awe as they got undressed. First their shirts fell to the floor, exposing lean and chiseled chests. When Sawyer’s pants hit the hardwood floors next, her jaw fell open. He wasn’t wearing underwear and his cock was enormous.

Jack shoved his pants and boxer briefs in a heap at his ankles. She moaned at the sight of his bulging cock.

It was the first time she had seen them. They had always given her the attention, but it was clear now they wanted something in return.

Sawyer climbed on the bed, fisting his cock. He pushed Lily backward, brushing his cock over her nipples.

“What do you say we christen your new room, baby?” he asked.

She nodded. “Yes. God, yes,” she whimpered. She was charged with erotic promise. They were going to touch her, kiss her, fuck her. She didn’t know anything could be like this. The heat of their skin. The look in their eyes.

And it was all for her. Everything they did was for her.

“Fuck, you look like an angel,” Jack groaned.

She didn’t know what was going to happen next, or how to take things to the next level, but she knew she was the student. They would teach her, coach her, show her how to let out her inner hellcat. Sawyer pressed his cock to her lips, and she had her answer.

“I’m going to fuck these gorgeous lips of yours,” he instructed. “Do you want my cock in your mouth, baby?”

She nodded, opening her mouth for him. His dick slid into her mouth, silky and hard. He pushed deep in her throat. She loved the feel of him. How powerful and masterful he was sliding over her tongue. His massive cock tasted like clean soap, she couldn’t but suck against it, wanting to taste every, last drop of him.

As he began to pump in and out she groaned when she felt Jack at her other end. His fingers traced her swollen heat. He dipped a finger in her entrance.

“She looks good when you fuck her like that,” he said to Sawyer. “How does she feel?”

Sawyer closed his eyes. His abs were cut and toned. With every thrust into her mouth the angles on his torso became sharper. She wanted to hear his words. To know that he loved what she was doing to him. Her heart fluttered, waiting.

“She feels perfect,” Sawyer groaned, shoving his cock deeper. “She’s driving me insane.”

She wanted to respond, but she suddenly felt the head of Jack’s cock slip inside her panties. He rubbed it over her clit. She wanted it. She wanted to be filled at both ends. She jutted her hips forward.

“You want my cock, don’t you?” he teased.

She nodded, sucking hard on Sawyer.

“These have to go.” Jack stood back to tug the panties over her thighs. “Damn, you are fucking hot as hell. Every inch of you.”

He walked forward, pressing his cock to her pussy.

Sawyer growled, “I want you to fuck her with the plug.” He leaned down twisting her nipples.

Oh yes. Yes, she wanted the plug. The coldness of the metal sliding into her. The way Jack owned her with it. She loved it. She had missed it.

It was exquisite torture—the sensations of sucking Sawyer’s dick, knowing the plug was going to the forbidden zone, and anticipating the feel of Jack’s cock inside her. She could come without them laying another finger on her.

“Spread your legs,” Jack’s deep voice made her shutter, but she widened her knees, answering his commands.

“Spread them more so you can be fucked properly.”

She whimpered as she let her legs fall open like Jack wanted.

“Damn, your pussy is a beautiful as this ass.”

Sawyer pumped into her mouth. His orgasm was building. She knew it. She reached up to touch the rippled lines of his torso.

When she wasn’t looking, Jack pushed the plug in that tight ring of muscle. Oh God. It was delicious how it sliced inside her ass. She arched off the bed trying to get her bearings. Trying to adjust to the amount of pressure, but then he began to move it in and out.

“She fucking loves it.” Sawyer didn’t take his eyes off her.

She wanted to scream yes. She did. It was so forbidden. So dirty. So much raw pleasure. But she couldn’t say anything with his glorious cock in her mouth.

Jack rubbed his cock between her slit, covering his head with her juices. She knew she was beyond any level of wetness she had experienced before. Her body was firing in all directions. “Fuck, sweetheart I have to come. Shit.”

He fucked her harder with the butt plug. Pushing it farther and pumping it with force. The mangled moans of pleasure were masked when all three of them screamed in unison.

Sawyer tightened as he emptied his cock inside her. He looked in her eyes as he filled her throat with his come. She looked down just as Jack pushed the plug deep inside her and fisted his orgasm over her hard nipples.

“Shit,” he moaned with anguish.

With the sensations all around her, she lost all control. She squeezed against the device in her ass.

“Oh Jack. Oh Sawyer.”

The orgasm strangled her, tearing through her with a rip current so strong she hurled herself forward. Sawyer, pulled her against his chest while Jack pushed her knees wide and sank his tongue in her heat.

“I can’t.” She shook her head.

Sawyer kissed her neck. “Fucking feel how good it is. Open your legs, damn it.”

“Oh God,” she screamed. Her legs fell to the side as Jack lapped at her until the orgasm spilled like a waterfall, cascading down her legs—to her toes.

She shook violently as the tears started to fall. They rolled down her cheeks.

“Hey, baby. What’s wrong?” Sawyer curled her into his chest.

Jack climbed on to the bed with them.

“Lily, are you ok?”

She nodded and started to giggle.

“She’s laughing. That must be a good sign.”

She peeked up from the strength of Sawyer’s chest. “I think my body exploded in every way possible and that included tears.”

Both men sighed with relief.

She looked at them. “Can we do that again?”

Sawyer brushed the hair from her face. “Are you sure?”

She nodded. “I know it’s going to take time, but I want you both at the same time. I have to have it. I know I do.”

“Hey, hey. We can slow it down.” Sawyer cupped her cheek. “We’re not going anywhere.”

Jack’s hand slid along her backside. “How about a hot bath? You’ve been a good girl tonight. You deserve some pampering.”

“I have?”

They nodded. “You have no idea, baby.”

She smiled. Suddenly the world felt right side up.