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  Jonathan licked his lips. “Yeah, I do.”

  “Good.” Gavin’s dark sport coat and icy-blue eyes could easily give someone the impression he was rigid, even cold, but his rich voice was so seductive. Jonathan wanted to hear him list all the things he wanted them to do.

  “Tell me.”

  “Tell you what?”

  “Tell me exactly what you want us to do.”

  Ace chuckled and looked over at Gavin. “See? He really is perfect.”

  Heat rose in Jonathan’s cheeks. “I’m not… I’m…”

  Ace grinned. “I bet you can be filthy.”

  Jonathan was sure he was blushing. “Yeah, I can be.”

  “I like men to be dirty with me,” Gavin said.

  “You do?”

  Gavin nodded. “I want you to hold me down, tease me, order me onto my knees.”

  “Wow.” Apparently, Gavin was the one who was perfect. Jonathan was so hard it hurt. How would he ever walk out of there without embarrassing himself?

  “That all sounds good?” Ace asked.

  “Um…yeah. It does.”

  “What do you want?” Gavin asked.

  Jonathan drew in a shaky breath. “I want you to struggle when I hold you down. I want you to fight me until you can’t stop yourself anymore.”

  “Fuck,” Gavin said, the word barely audible.

  Jonathan glanced at Ace. “What about you?”

  Ace grinned. “I want to watch you drive him insane, and then I want to fuck him while he swallows your cock.”

  Jonathan shivered. “Yeah, that. I want that too.”

  “Then let’s go,” Gavin said.

  “A few rules first.” Jonathan had to make sure they weren’t going to balk at anything he found nonnegotiable.

  “Whatever it takes to make you comfortable,” Ace said, and Gavin nodded though he looked like his dick was as hungry for relief as Jonathan’s. He could wait. Jonathan would make him. And fuck, that would be so good.

  “If it helps,” Ace added, “I know your boss.”

  “What?”

  “Good job, Ace. Now he thinks you’ve been stalking him.”

  Ace held up his hands. “No. That’s not how it is. I work with Robert. We’ve known each other for years. Ace Construction. That’s my company.”

  “It is?”

  “Yes. I saw you one day when I stopped by for Robert. I would’ve asked you out right there if I didn’t think it would scandalize him, bless his heart. Then we started chatting, and I recognized your picture. I swear it’s a coincidence. If you want, you can ask Robert about me.”

  “And scandalize him anyway?”

  “Might do him good,” Ace said.

  Jonathan smiled. “That’s okay. Just give me your address. I always drive separately, and I text a friend where I’m going to be, then check in with them later. If that bothers you…”

  “Hell no. You should run fast from anyone it does bother.”

  Jonathan snorted. “Trust me. I have.”

  “Good for you.”

  “What are your other rules?” Gavin asked.

  “No restraints the first time I’m with someone.”

  “And the second?” Ace’s eyes twinkled.

  “We’ll see.”

  Gavin was giving Ace a strange look, but Jonathan ignored it.

  “Condoms for anal sex. I’ll suck you without one, but I don’t swallow with strangers.”

  “Fair enough,” Ace said. “We don’t either. What else do we need to know?”

  Jonathan thought for a second. “That’s all.”

  “I have a question,” Gavin said.

  “Sure, what is it?”

  “The no-restraints rule, is that only for someone restraining you or…”

  “Normally it would be either way, but since you two are a couple who already trust each other, I’ll tie you up if you want that.”

  Gavin’s lips curled up in a dirty smile. “I do want that. So very much.”

  Ace reached out and touched Jonathan’s hand. “If anything makes you uncomfortable, we’ll stop. This is just as much about pleasing you as it is about us.”

  Jonathan smiled. “Thanks. I have a feeling we’re all going to be very pleased.”

  Gavin said, “You ready to type in our address?”

  Jonathan pulled out his phone. “I am now.”

  “Good. It’s 226 April Way.”

  “Got it.”

  They pushed back from the table, gathered their cups and napkins, and took them to the bus tub.

  As they walked out through the bookstore, they had to circle around a table draped with a cloth covered in Christmas trees and filled with stacks of Christmas-themed hardbacks. Gavin groaned. “Do they really have to do this now?”

  “It’s less than two weeks until Thanksgiving,” Jonathan pointed out.

  “That’s still too early,” Gavin insisted.

  “He’s a stickler for no Christmas before Thanksgiving.”

  “No Christmas movies, no Christmas candy, no decorations, none of it. It needs to wait for its own time, or it will stop being special.”

  Ace groaned. “Run, quick, or he’ll never stop.”

  Gavin huffed and took hold of Jonathan’s arm. “Please don’t. I’ll stop, but it’s still an abomination.”

  “It’s business,” Ace insisted.

  They both turned to Jonathan.

  He raised a hand in surrender. “Don’t look at me. I have no intention of entering this argument.”

  Ace chuckled. “Neutral territory, huh?”

  “At least until we get back to your place.”

  “Then we can gang up on Gavin,” Ace said.

  “If that’s what he likes.”

  Gavin groaned. “It is.”

  They hurried to their cars. Jonathan had parked in a lot just down from where Ace had found a street-side spot.

  “We’ll see you soon,” Ace said.

  “Yes. Very soon.”

  “Good, because Gavin is very impatient.”

  Jonathan laughed as he practically ran the rest of the way to his car.

  When he got in, he texted his closest friend, Maggie. They’d met in college and had been inseparable ever since.

  Once the text was sent, he started the car, put Ace and Gavin’s address into his GPS app, and began the ten-minute drive to what he hoped was going to be the best night he’d had in a very long time. Maybe ever, if the rapport between the three of them was as good as it had been at the coffee shop.

  CHAPTER THREE

  Gavin and Ace’s house was a gorgeous 1920s bungalow painted a muted green with brick-red trim. Jonathan seriously envied them. They had a charming screened-in side porch that must be a perfect spot to sit in the evening. His apartment was small and dingy, the view was unattractive, and anytime he sat on the balcony, he was swarmed by mosquitoes.

  He told himself over and over there was nothing to be nervous about as he approached the front door. They wanted him; he wanted them. They were both clearly comfortable with the situation, and it seemed, based on the little time they’d spent together, that they had a solid relationship.

  Maybe that was the problem. He didn’t want to fall for men who were content with things the way they were.

  He shook his head as if that would clear his thoughts. He needed to stop worrying about the future and just enjoy tonight.

  After a deep breath, he knocked.

  Ace opened the door and ushered him in. “Do you want something to drink before we…”

  Jonathan shook his head. Talking more would run the risk of making things awkward. “I want the two of you naked.”

  There. He’d be blunt, take charge, and ignore his nerves.

  Gavin sucked in a breath, and Ace just grinned and said, “That sounds perfect to me.”

  “The bedroom’s this way.” Gavin motioned for him to follow as Ace shut and locked the door.

  Jonathan grabbed Gavin’s arm as they entered the room. “I
want to kiss you.”

  Gavin turned and pulled him close. “Be my guest.”

  Jonathan used a hand on the back of Gavin’s neck to pull him down, and as their lips met, he couldn’t hold back a small sound that was too much like a whimper. Gavin groaned, tightening his grip on Jonathan as their tongues met and stroked each other.

  “Damn, you’re leaving me out,” Ace said, but there was no actual animosity there. He moved in behind Jonathan and took hold of his waist as he nuzzled his neck and teased the edge of his ear. “I thought you wanted us naked.”

  “We’ll get there,” he said against Gavin’s lips. “I’m impatient for this too.”

  “I see that.”

  Ace tugged Jonathan away from Gavin and turned him so he could have a kiss of his own. Gavin pushed Jonathan’s shirt up, ran his hands up and down his back, and then around to his chest. He toyed with Jonathan’s nipples, making him gasp into Ace’s mouth.

  “Like that, do you?” Gavin asked.

  “Mmm-hmm.”

  Ace popped the button on Jonathan’s pants, slowly lowered the zipper, and pulled out his cock. Jonathan thrust into Ace’s hand as Ace circled his shaft.

  “Yes. Fuck yes,” he cried as he pushed Ace’s shirt up. Ace let Jonathan go so he could pull the shirt over his head.

  From there he lost track of who was grabbing whom and tugging at what clothes, but eventually, the three of them were naked.

  “On the bed,” Ace ordered.

  Jonathan had no desire to argue.

  He scrambled up after Gavin, who rolled onto his back and dropped his legs open, inviting Jonathan to stretch out on top of him. As they kissed, they rubbed their cocks together. Damn, the friction was so good. Jonathan didn’t want to stop, but he also didn’t want things to end too soon. He rolled to his side and ran a hand over Gavin’s chest. “You’re so fucking eager.”

  “Yes, I am.”

  Ace settled between Gavin’s legs. “You want to see him beg?”

  “I do.”

  Ace pushed Gavin’s legs up and leaned down. Jonathan groaned when Ace swiped his tongue along Gavin’s crack.

  “Ace?” Gavin asked, his voice breathy. “What are you—”

  “I think you know exactly what I’m doing.”

  “Yeah, but—”

  “You want my tongue in your ass?”

  “Yes!” Gavin shouted, his eagerness making Jonathan smile.

  “Good. Then settle down.”

  Jonathan watched, mesmerized, as Ace rimmed Gavin, teasing him, then pushing his tongue inside him over and over until Gavin writhed under him. Jonathan didn’t even realize he’d started stroking himself until Ace looked at him pointedly. “It looks like you’re enjoying this almost as much as Gav.”

  “I’m not sure that’s possible.”

  Ace laughed. “He does have quite a way of expressing himself.”

  “Yeah, you’d never think a banker would be—” Jonathan stopped himself, not sure how Gavin would feel about such teasing.

  Gavin glared at him, but it was easy to tell he wasn’t truly angry.

  “I say that all the time,” Ace said. “When we first met, I thought he’d be boring as hell in bed.”

  “Ace,” Gavin scolded.

  “But wow, did he ever surprise me.”

  Gavin growled. “Would you two get on with it?”

  “With what?” Jonathan asked.

  Gavin made an exasperated sound, but before he could respond further, Ace licked his ass again. “With that?”

  “Fuck, yes. I’m tired of waiting.”

  “So impatient,” Jonathan said as Ace tongued Gavin’s balls.

  “I know how you can make him stop complaining.”

  “Oh, do you?”

  “Yes. Stuff your cock down his throat.”

  Gavin groaned, and Jonathan looked him up and down. His eyes were wide, his breaths shallow, and Jonathan wanted him so badly, it made him dizzy.

  “Is that what you want?” Jonathan asked.

  “Yes.” The whine in his voice—that obvious need—was so fucking hot.

  Jonathan straddled Gavin’s shoulders and leaned forward, bracing himself on the headboard. His dick hung just above Gavin’s lips.

  “Is this okay?” he asked. He loved to face-fuck a guy like this, and as submissive as Gavin seemed, Jonathan had a feeling he would love it.

  “Yes.” Gavin’s voice was breathless. “So very okay.”

  “If you push at my thighs, I’ll stop, all right?”

  “Yeah, and I don’t mind rough with this.”

  Jonathan groaned, practically vibrating with desire. “Then open up.”

  Gavin did. Jonathan made shallow thrusts at first, but soon he was pushing almost all the way in. Gavin held his gaze. His eyes were bright as he took what Jonathan gave, obviously loving it. It was one of the hottest fucking things Jonathan had ever done.

  ***

  Gavin almost choked on Jonathan’s cock when Ace pressed a finger against his hole.

  “Want a cock in your ass too?” Ace asked.

  Jonathan pulled back, and Gavin smiled up at Ace. “You know I do.”

  “Good, because I want you stuffed with cock, skewered on us, and ready to bust.”

  “Fuck, yes. Do it now.” Gavin didn’t know if he could stand such pleasure, but he wanted to find out.

  Jonathan changed position so he was no longer straddling Gavin. Gavin reached for him, trying to pull him back, but he shook his head. “I want to watch.”

  “But…” Gavin hated the whine in his voice.

  “I’ll give you what you want, but first, I’m going to watch Ace stuff your ass.”

  “Oh my God.” Jonathan was exactly what they needed.

  Ace chuckled. “You know exactly what to say to him, J.”

  Gavin watched as Ace rolled on a condom and slicked himself up. Jonathan stretched out beside him. He nuzzled Gavin’s neck as he whispered, “I can’t wait to see how you react to Ace fucking you. I want to watch your eyes go wide as he stretches you, hear that little catch in your breath, just like you made when I kissed you.”

  Before Gavin could respond, Ace pushed his legs open farther.

  “Get ready,” Jonathan whispered.

  Gavin gasped as Ace pushed forward. “That’s it. Take my cock.” He kept going, and Gavin tensed. “Relax, baby. I can go slow.”

  Gavin shook his head. “No. Don’t stop.”

  Jonathan laughed and glanced at Ace. “I don’t think he wants you to show him any mercy.”

  “I rarely do.”

  Ace pulled out slowly, and Gavin bit his lip to hold in a whimper. Fuck, this was torture. Then Ace drove back in, and Gavin cried out.

  “Good?” Jonathan asked.

  “Fuck, yes. But I…need you…want both of you.”

  Ace glanced at Jonathan and nodded. “Give him what he wants.”

  “Yes, sir,” Jonathan said, his voice a sexy purr.

  “I warned you I was bossy,” Ace said.

  “And I warned you I don’t take orders well.”

  Gavin wasn’t sure he could ever thank Ace enough for contacting Jonathan. He was exactly what they both needed.

  “Well, Gavin does.” Ace punctuated his statement with another hard thrust. “And I want him to take your cock.”

  “Good thing I want to give it to him.”

  Jonathan swung his leg back over Gavin.

  “You okay?” he asked Gavin as he slid a hand up and down his own shaft.

  “Yes. I’ll be even better when you’re fucking my mouth again.”

  “Damn, you’re something else.”

  So was Jonathan. “Ace tells me that every day.”

  Jonathan traced Gavin’s bottom lip with the tip of his cock. Gavin forgot how to breathe, and he thought maybe Jonathan had too.

  “I can’t wait forever, you know.” Gavin only then realized Ace was holding completely still. He’d been so lost in anticipation of having them both.


  “Take my cock.” Jonathan pushed into his mouth just as Ace drove back deep into his ass. It felt so fucking good to be caught between them. Ace worked him harder and harder, but Jonathan held back. Gavin was glad he cared about not hurting him, but he wanted more.

  As if reading his mind, Ace said, “He can take it rough; can’t you, Gav?”

  Gavin nodded, looking up at Jonathan.

  “I don’t want to hurt you.”

  Gavin shook his head.

  “Fuck, push me off if I do.”

  Gavin nodded, and finally Jonathan let go, driving his cock down Gavin’s throat while Ace fucked him relentlessly. Gavin bucked against Ace, trying to take more as he moaned around Jonathan’s cock. He was so fucking close. If Ace touched his cock, he’d go off.

  He squirmed, his body begging for friction, but he couldn’t ask for what he needed with Jonathan’s cock in his mouth. Somehow that made it all hotter.

  “Fuck!” Jonathan cried. He sat back and took his cock in his hand. In seconds, he was pumping out his spunk over Gavin’s chest.

  Gavin reached for his own cock, too desperate to wait any longer. As he worked himself, Ace drove into him harder and harder until he gave a muffled shout and stilled. The sight of Ace as he reached climax pushed Gavin over the edge too, and his seed mingled with Jonathan’s as he shot again and again, the pleasure so intense, he thought it might never end.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  “Whew!” Ace said as he pulled out of Gavin’s ass. “If that doesn’t deserve some post-sex ice cream, I don’t know what does.” He sure as hell needed a sugar rush to help him recover. He hadn’t felt this wrung out in ages.

  Jonathan laughed. “Is that a tradition?”

  Ace nodded. “More or less. We used to eat ice cream almost every night after dinner. But sadly, you’ll learn that as you get older that doesn’t work out so well. We decided ice cream had to be worked for. Then Gav decided sex counted as a serious workout, so—”

  “It sure as hell does tonight,” Gavin insisted.

  Jonathan nodded. “Yeah, it does.”

  “Right. So it’s time for post-sex ice cream.”

  Gavin groaned. “Usually it’s a damn good idea, but I think you’ve liquefied my bones. I’ll have to slide off the bed and ooze to the kitchen.”