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Lining up to her slit, I watch her face as I slide inside her. Once I’m fully sheathed, Randy leans forward to capture my mouth—our tongues duel as I pull back and slam inside Bianca again and again. As if we’ve practiced the maneuver, Randy and I reach forward to each grab a breast. We knead and squeeze as I increase the tempo. I open my eyes to study Randy and then glance down at Bianca. They're lost in the same bliss I’m feeling. This is what I’ve been missing all my life. This is what I’ve been searching for. Now that I've found it, I’m never letting go. This is perfection.
Reaching up with my left hand, I pull Randy closer to me as I jerk my hips faster. Bianca meets my pace as we rush toward the finish line. The three of us explode and collapse on the bed. We lay there intertwined as the smell of sex permeates every corner of the room.
CHAPTER TWENTY: BIANCA
My eyes flutter open as I awake in a cocoon of warmth. I’m lying with my head on Randy’s shoulder and feel Rattler wrapped around me from behind. Glancing up at Randy’s handsome face, I lightly run my finger through his beard. It’s so soft, it’s like petting a kitten. While he sleeps, I let my eyes roam over his luscious body. I didn’t get a chance to fully appreciate it the night before. The sex between the three of us had been spectacular.
When Randy suggested exploring a relationship between the three of us, I thought he was crazy. I can admit now that the idea intrigued me, even though I didn’t see it happening. Randy and Rattler were two of the most attractive men I’ve ever met. The day of my abduction, when Randy came to my rescue, I felt a pull towards him. He was strong and handsome in his police uniform. But it was his eyes that steadied me. They were a warm brown as soothing as hot cocoa. I felt an immediate attraction to him.
When Rattler arrived on the scene, desperate to find me, I couldn’t believe it. I had almost upended his life by accusing him of harassing me. Instead of being angry that I had mistaken him for his cousin, Rattler went out of his way to make sure I was alright, not only at the casino, but after the accident. He wasprotective and offered to go with me to my apartment. He didn’t need to do any of those things. He could have held a grudge, but he didn’t.
I told myself that I was attracted to both men because of the circumstances. I’d been scared, and they both came to my rescue. However, the more time I spent with both men, the more I realized there was more to it than fear and gratitude. I couldn’t deny that I was attracted to both of them. So, when Randy suggested the idea of the three of us developing a relationship, I was hesitant, but I was also interested. I didn’t think he could make it happen, and I’ve never been happier to be proven wrong. The man was masterful in bringing us together.
Rattler rolls to his back, allowing me to shift and study him. He’s fair, where Randy is dark. His short, blonde hair stands out against his tanned skin. I study his face while he sleeps, and I can’t figure out how I could have mistaken him for the asshole who harassed me. When Wildcard called Rattler into Brigit’s office to confront him, I thought it was the man who called himself Max. But it didn’t take me long to realize I was wrong. It was Rattler’s eyes that made me realize he wasn’t the man I feared. They were a bright green, whereas Walt had blue eyes. However, even without seeing his eyes, I can tell the difference between the two men. Rattler’s cheekbones are more pronounced, and he boasts laugh lines. His lips are fuller and more sensual. Walt had lines etched between his eyebrows, and his lips were small and always dipped in a frown. Rattler also boasts a much better body. I feel my arousal spike as I study his sculpted chest and fantastic abs. I let my fingers hover over the indentations as I barely contain my desire to trace them with my tongue.
“Like what you see?” Rattler rasps, drawing my attention back to his face.
“I do. Very much,” I admit with a grin. “You are a very sexy man, Rattler.”
“And you’re the hottest woman I’ve ever seen,” Rattler says, brushing his finger along my jawline. We stare at each other for several long minutes until Randy shifts on the other side, drawing Rattler’s attention.
I study Rattler as he studies Randy. I can’t tell what he’s thinking, but I can tell his mind is working hard. Could he be regretting what we did last night?
“We should get going,” Rattler says, sliding out of bed. Before Randy and I can move, Rattler has grabbed his clothes and disappeared into the bathroom. The sound of him engaging the lock prompts Randy and me to exchange looks.
“That doesn’t bode well,” Randy says with a sigh.
“You think he regrets last night?”
“I think he’s considering it. We should give him some time alone. Let’s head back to your room so we can shower. I’ll wash your back,” Randy says, leaning over to nibble on my shoulder.
I grin at him as I hop out of bed and snag my clothes. I dress quickly, staring at the bathroom door, willing it to open and Rattler to invite us in.
When that doesn’t happen, I let Randy take my hand and lead me into the hallway, where we run smack into Jasmine.
“What were you doing in Rattler’s room?” she demands.
“Sleeping,” Randy says with a shrug.
“All three of you slept together?” Her voice is shrill.
“How is that any concern of yours?” Randy asks as he reaches inside to lock Rattler’s door before closing it shut.
“Why did you lock the door? I was going in there. Rattler called me to come take care of him.”
“Yeah, I doubt that,” Randy says as he leads me down the hall.
I wait until we’re in my bedroom before asking the question. “Do you think Rattler called her to come to his room?”
“I know he didn’t,” Randy says with confidence.
“How do you know?”
“Because his phone was on the dresser when we left. I saw it. Don’t let that bitch get to you. Rattler isn’t interested in her. She’s trying to cause problems. Now, how about I wash your back?”
I giggle as he chases me into the bathroom. When we finish, I’m disappointed to find my bedroom empty. I had hoped that Rattler would come looking for us.
“He needs time,” Randy assures me. “Don’t worry. Let’s head to the common room and get some breakfast, unless you want to go back to the diner?”
