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as though trying
     to make her feel more at ease.
    She tried to tell herself that she really didn’t care. Unfortunately, curiosity got
     the better of her. Leaning forward, she glanced down at the ground. The blue waves
     lapped against soft white sands. Several yards from the beach, the tile roof of a
     large house could barely be seen through the thick covering of trees.
    It was definitely private. With all those trees, she doubted a person could get a
     clear view of the house from the ground, much less the air. It looked as though the
     nearest house was a quarter mile away.
    Her stomach knotted in slight trepidation. Despite their relationship with her brother,
     she knew very little about them and even less about their sexual lifestyle. What did
     they have planned for her here? Fear mingled with just a hint of excitement. It was
     the unknown. What would they do? What would they make her do? What would they do together?
    She glanced sideways toward the two men who held her sexual fantasies in their hands.
     From what she understood, their very capable hands. Swallowing, she looked back out
     the window and watched as the plane headed out over the ocean. With a frown, she looked
     back to Jon.
    “I thought that was the house?”
    Jon nodded. “It was. We have to approach the landing strip from the ocean.”
    “Oh,” she said, then watched out the window as the plane banked, turning to head back
     inland.
    Her stomach dropped uncomfortably as the plane descended the last few feet to the
     runway. She placed her hand over her midsection and drew in a deep breath to try and
     settle herself. Airsickness was not a pleasant experience and she’d rather masturbate
     than throw up in front of the two gorgeous men who watched her way too closely.
    “Please stop staring at me,” she said as she kept her eyes out the window.
    “Nope,” Erik replied and Melinda sighed. “Get used to it, sunshine. I’ll be watching
     you like a hawk for the next two weeks.”
    She snorted. “That’s more morbid than sexy, don’t you think?”
    Erik’s deep chuckle made her insides quiver. “Depends on how you look at it. How am
     I to know you’re aroused if I don’t watch you?”
    Melinda rolled her eyes then turned to glare at him. “How about I just tell you?”
    “I wouldn’t trust you to.” His gaze dropped to her hand over her stomach, then back
     to her face. “Are you okay?”
    She nodded, then changed her mind and shook her head. His expression softened, giving
     her the impression he was concerned. She inwardly snorted. He was probably only concerned
     because if she was sick, he wouldn’t be able to fuck her as soon as they landed.
    “We’ll be on the ground soon.”
    Melinda remained silent, wondering if fucking her was what they had in mind upon coming
     home. Nausea was momentarily forgotten as fantasies began to play through her mind
     like a porno movie. She really shouldn’t give into them so quickly. It would make
     her appear too needy, right?
    She licked her lips as the plane descended to the runway and the wheels hit the ground.
     She wasn’t needy. She was lonely. She could admit that. Clark had hurt her very badly.
     She’d thought he was the one; the man she would spend the rest of her life with. It
     turned out she was wrong. He’d used her.
    Would these two use her, just in a different way? Or would she benefit from the play
     as well? She certainly had earlier with the toy. She’d gotten off, but they hadn’t.
    Her brother trusted them, but should she?
    She glanced over at them. The plane came to a stop, and they both quickly unbuckled
     and came to their feet. Melinda slowly moved her hand to unbuckle her seatbelt but
     she didn’t come to her feet. Instead, she remained rooted to the chair, her nakedness
     holding her in place.
    “Do I get my clothes back?” she asked.
    “No,” Erik replied.
    Jon went to the cockpit and opened the door. He spoke softly to the pilot, but Melinda