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the darkness because, unlike Jay, Ivan wasn’t comfortable being naked in bed with another man, regardless that they were both focused on her.
    “I’m sorry if I hurt you.” Ivan’s muscular arm grazed against the outer edge of her breast as he shifted her body. The clink of the cuffs echoed in the darkened room then her hands were free. Before he could pull away, she trailed her fingers up his rippled abs.
    “Ivan…” He paused and she pulled him close. “I’m glad you stayed.” He leaned into her and she found his mouth with hers. Dark and delicious hunger weaved between them. “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”
    The bed dipped with Jay’s weight.
    “Keep the sticks apart.”
    Roxie laughed and nipped his lips. “Jay doesn’t want your cock.” She wrapped her fingers around his erection. “But I do.” He was still hard after his orgasm. She smoothed the taut skin over the solid strength of his arousal. “I have for months.” She drew her fingertip over the slit in the large mushroom head, gathered a trickle of moisture and brought it to her tongue.
    Ivan growled and plundered her mouth. She rose to her knees on the bed, wrapping her arms around his neck. “Get on the bed, Ivan.” She lay back, dragging him with her then rolling to her side. “Touch me.”
    Ivan ran his hand over the curve of her hip, into the dip of her waist and up to her shoulder. His mouth slid languidly over hers. He pulled back and whispered, “You’re so beautiful. I can’t believe I’m here with you.” He chuckled. “And your boyfriend.”
    “I need you,” she said against his lips. “Don’t think about Jay…just me. I want you here.” She wanted the aggressive sheriff who’d handcuffed her, thrust his cock into her mouth and impaled her on his baton. She smiled. And she wanted him while Jay watched.
    Jay moved in behind her. He slid a condom into her palm. “Can you take us both?” he asked her. “Or do you want to take turns?”
    She turned her head and made out the silhouette of Jay hovering above her, but she knew he wouldn’t kiss her after she’d swallowed Ivan’s cum. “I don’t know.” She’d never had double entry. At least, not with two fully erect men. Having Jay fuck her in the ass while she worked two fingers into her crotch wasn’t the same thing. She turned back to Ivan, who’d rolled onto his back. “One at a time.” Keep the sticks apart.
    Tonight was supposed to be about her and the sheriff, who had been her fantasy for months. In all the times she’d imagined his length and thickness stretching and filling her, the last person she expected to be in the bed with them was Jay.
    In spite of that, to have him next to her felt right.
    Jay rolled to his back. “Fuck me or suck me?”
    She giggled. “God, you’re crass.” And she loved that about Jay. Just as much as she loved the quiet yet authoritarian strength of Ivan.
    Roxie felt around in the dark until she grabbed Ivan’s hand. “Will you use your weapon against me, Sheriff?” His silence spoke loudly. She pushed the condom into his hand and leaned over him. He quivered as she swept her hair across his chest, feathered delicate kisses across his pectorals. She touched her tongue to his salty flesh and buried her nose in his neck. Heat, musky male scent and perspiration dizzied her mind. “Fuck me, Ivan.”
    Jay scooted higher on the bed and Roxie crawled over his body until she was poised over his erection, her knees straddling his legs. She arched her back and braced her upper body with her arms. “I’m ready,” she whispered. “Are you?” Jay sucked in a breath as she kissed the crown of his cock, circling her tongue along the stiff ridge.
    The bed dipped as Ivan maneuvered behind her. He probed her pussy, honey flowing onto his fingers. He spread her juices higher, over her puckered hole. “Yes,” she answered to his silent question. “There’s lubricant on the nightstand.”
    The comforter rustled as Ivan