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was to come. “I want to see
it all over. I want to see everything, Sassy. I want everything. That might
make me a selfish man, but remember, I’m a Steele. I’m used to getting what I
want.”
    Rafe’s hand went down her back
and cupped her ass. She moaned and rocked into him. “I might not be a Steele,
but I know what I want too. I want you both. What happened is in the past and
we’re here now. We’re going to move on together. You get me?”
    She turned to face him and
nodded. Oh yeah, she got him.
    “Now you know where I’m at and
where I’ve been,” she said, knowing their time for talking was drawing to a
close.
    Thank God.
    With a wicked grin, she took
Ian’s tie in one hand, and gripped Rafe’s shirt in the other. “I think it’s
time for talking to be over. I’m not in the mood to go out today. Do you two
have a better idea?”
    She looked between the two men
as their gazes heated and a little growl escaped.
    “Oh yeah,” Ian whispered.
    “Oh, fuck yeah,” Rafe growled.
    This is what she wanted right
then. Them. Her. No clothes. And a night filled with just the right amount of passion.
    This.

Chapter Five
     
     
    Sassy licked her lips, loving
the way both men’s eyes darkened as their breathing became ragged. It had
always been like this, hot, heady, and ready for anything. Her nipples
tightened and her stomach fluttered thinking about what was to come. With two
men, she never knew who would go first and set the stage.
    Both Ian and Rafe had always
been dominant in bed, but not Doms in the same sense that her friend’s men
were. They knew how she wanted it and gave it to her…after a tease or two. What
she didn’t know was which man would take charge first.
    Ian and Rafe glanced at each
other, as if having an unspoken conversation—hopefully deciding on what she’d
just been thinking about. Rafe nodded and Sassy sucked in a breath as Ian took
two steps toward her and reached around her head, wrapping her long hair around
his fist three times.
    She panted as he pulled,
letting her head fall back so she could stare at him, wanting more.
    “Mine,” he whispered, then
crushed his mouth to hers.
    She moaned as his lips pressed
against hers, his teeth nipping at them. She opened for him, his tongue
tangling with hers. He tasted of mint and coffee, the taste mingling with her
own. He tugged on her hair again, the sharp sting shooting right to her pussy.
    “Don’t forget me,” Rafe said,
his voice husky.
    Ian pulled his lips from her
and tugged on her hair again, this time forcing her gaze to Rafe. The act of
Ian controlling her kiss with Rafe made her want to come right there. She loved
it when they went all badass with her…and with each other.
    Rafe cupped her face, then
gently lowered his head. His kiss was soft, tempting, where Ian’s had been fire
and heat—so different from the personas both men showed the world. She closed
her eyes, tasting his dark sweetness as she rocked into him and Ian at the same
time, their bodies so close to her and each other, making it easy.
    Ian pulled her away and
brought his lips to hers again. She licked his lips and nibbled, loving the way
both men’s tastes mixed on her tongue, the heady combination reminding her that
she’d missed this, that she’d craved this.
    Both men took turns kissing
her, their hands roaming her back, cupping her ass. She got lost in the moment,
not knowing how much time had passed before they both pulled away and turned to
each other.
    No matter how hot it was to
have them kiss her, it made her hotter to watch these two men go at each other.
Their moans echoed in the kitchen as their kiss deepened. As rough as they were
with her sometimes, they were so much more demanding with each other.
    Hot. As. Hell.
    She licked her lips again,
watching and feeling part of their heat even if no one was touching her. Well,
if they weren’t going to touch her…
    Her fingers brushed her
nipples and she gasped, the sensation of that