Piper, the Viper’s hands were actually sweating with nerves. I’d had my share of lovers, but always, every single one of them, I’d imagined it was either Bennett or Justin who made love to me. I had never been able to decide which of them I wanted more. Now, I didn’t have to choose. Which was both good and bad. Good because I was getting what I wanted. Bad because I couldn’t keep them. Worse, would they think me a freak or some kind of pervert for doing this? It wasn’t something I wanted them to think of me, but there was no way I was passing up this opportunity. I pulled into the driveway behind Bennett. A moment later, Justin pulled in beside me, obviously careful not to block me in. Ben opened my door, offering a hand to help me out of the car. Instead of simply walking me to the house with my hand in his, he pulled me into his arms until my body was pressed tightly to his larger, harder one. “Tell me you want this. Not like you wanted any other encounter with a man. Tell me you want us.”
