from kissing Luke, Miranda’s tentative reaction heated the blood in his veins like whiskey igniting a fire. He thrust his tongue inside her mouth searching, tasting, sucking until she whimpered. He broke the kiss reluctantly and looked deeply into her eyes for the reaction to both the kiss and their suggestion of a threesome.
“I think it’s time we take this upstairs,” Luke murmured.
“I agree. What do you say, Doc? Will you allow your patient to move upstairs, so we can both show you in more detail what we mean?”
* * * *
Miranda tried to comprehend the unusual situation around her. She had one man’s cock imbedded deeply inside of her recently and supremely satisfied body. Meanwhile, another man who held her face in his hands, had just kissed her passionately and they both wanted to take her upstairs and love her. Both of them.
“Well, I can’t pretend I’m not attracted to each of you. Choosing one over the other would be impossible for me.”
“No need to choose. We both want to please you.”
She turned her attention to Luke. “Are you feeling up to it?”
He laughed. “Of course. I believe sex to be one of the best and certainly most enjoyable healing tools ever discovered. You, however, are the first doctor ever to supply me with this curative benefit.”
“All right. As long as you promise to take it easy and watch that your stitches don’t tear.” She was so anxious to see what they had in mind.
“Yes, ma’am.” A hint of a smile curved Luke’s lips making him even more attractive.
Miranda lifted herself off of Luke’s still semi-stiff cock and into the arms of Reese. Her nightgown drifted down covering her thighs as he hugged her tight. His stiff cock pressed against her lower stomach and the new kiss he pressed to her lips was just as insistent.
Luke rolled easily off the table, hitched his pants up over his cock and buckled his belt without a single wince to indicate any pain. The three of them left the doctor’s office and ascended to the second story of her home. She directed them to her room because her bed was larger than the one in the spare bedroom.
Once inside and alone with the two of them, Miranda had a short, panicked moment at the idea that two men were in her room. No man but her father had ever even seen this space, and he’d only seen it from the doorway.
Reese, as if sensing her concern, approached her, took her face in his hands again and kissed her momentary anxiety away. She snaked her arms around his waist to hold him closer. His warm tongue slipped between her lips to taste her as he’d done earlier. She touched her tongue to his and he moaned. By the end of the seductive kiss Miranda was completely relaxed. She couldn’t wait to find out what they had in mind.
Luke seated himself on the foot of her bed as Reese led her across the room to join him. He motioned with his hand. “Let me undress you. I want to see your body.”
Her instinct was to grasp the open edges of her robe completely closed and hide herself from view, but she forced her silly fears away and stepped closer to Luke. Once she stood between his legs, he leaned forward and kissed her chest and settled his hands at her waist.
Behind her, Reese fingered her braid. “Mind if I loosen your hair?”
She turned her face away from Luke. “Go ahead.”
Luke slid his hands from her waist to her breasts and cupped them momentarily before pushing her robe off her shoulders to pool at her feet. The tug of Reese’s fingers at her hair distracted her a moment until Luke’s fingers found her breasts again. This time, he gently squeezed her and slid his thumbs across her sensitive nipples. The moan escaped before she could stop it.
“Her nipples are sensitive, Reese. I can’t wait to taste them.”
“Me either,” he said as he combed his fingers through her now loosened locks.
“Help me get this nightgown over her head.”
Reese let go of her hair and before she knew it, they’d