Okay, granted, a few years ago, I wouldn’t have even considered the possibility that I’d be living with two men, either. Times and outlooks had certainly changed in her formerly unadventurous little corner of the world. Funny thing, she wasn’t joking. While she agreed that it might be the drugs doing the speaking, the more she imagined her men getting physical with each other, and not in a Fight Club fisticuffs sorta way, the hotter she got. Considering that she’d enjoyed an orgasm unlike any in her past life— more like a string of oh-shit boy-howdy orgasms, one immediately after the other—the level of anticipation was rising. Fast. Maybe that’s it. Maybe too many endorphins are swirling around my brain, followed by Most Excellent pain meds. Having two cocks hammering into one’s body certainly did weird and wonderful things to a girl’s thought processes. Wow. Austin stood, spread legged, arms folded across his chest, his golden hair sparkling in the lamp light.
