Ménage a Must (8 page)

“What? Dance?” Jordan grinned, a knowing expression slanting his eyes as he raised his brows in mock confusion.

“Pick up a third.” Nathan was blunt. His gaze didn’t falter.

Oh, he was on board all right. If he’d not been, he’d have glanced away. Instead he stared them both down, gazing from one to the other. Challenging them.

Haley’s pussy wept. Moisture filled her lace thong and seeped into her jeans. She had to squirm to alleviate the pressure against her clit. Why had she chosen such tight jeans tonight?

She set a palm on Jordan’s thigh and gripped with all her might. She wanted this. His leg tensed. He reached his hand behind her and squeezed her ass. He wanted it too.

“Not often, but yes, we have on occasion—when the right person comes along.” Jordan pointedly avoided saying ‘man’. Sure, they usually did threesomes with another man, but it wasn’t mandatory. Sometimes a woman struck their fancy as well.

If she were honest with herself, Haley would have to say she preferred a man. There was nothing more earth-shattering in the orgasm department than having two strong men break her down to the least common denominator. The more dominated she felt, the harder she came—and in succession, the orgasm was even more forceful for Jordan. He claimed to enjoy sex more when Haley was the most satisfied.

The deep gaze coming from two partners as they sent Haley over the edge of the abyss could shatter her world into tiny pieces until the fragments lay all over the room.

Haley held her breath while she waited for this scene to play out.

Nathan cleared his throat. “I assume you two are on vacation. Do you have a room nearby?”

“We do.” Jordan stood. It was all the answer he’d needed. Turning, he laid a few bills on the counter behind him.

Haley let her hand rest on Jordan’s ass as he spun back around. She tucked her fingers into his pocket in her usual manner and her nerves calmed when he lifted his arm and wrapped it around her shoulders.

Jordan nodded and led the way out of the bar. He hailed a taxi and in moments the three were settled in the back seat of the yellow cab. Each man set a hand on one of Haley’s thighs. They sucked all the air out of the car and left her gasping for breath. The driver never raised a brow. It was Miami. He’d seen it all.

Thank God the hotel was close. Haley didn’t think she could have ridden much farther with those ten fingers toying with her through her jeans. As if they’d discussed it ahead of time, Jordan and Nathan swirled and rubbed between her thighs in tandem, neither reaching her centre, both leaving her panting and needy by the time they reached their destination.

Would Nathan be as attentive to Jordan as he was to her? A glance at his face as they exited the taxi showed Nathan staring at Jordan’s ass encased in his favourite fuck-me jeans. The worn denim always hugged his butt perfectly, driving Haley bonkers when he wore them.

The elevator ride to the fifteenth floor was quiet. Jordan held Haley’s hand, but Nathan didn’t reach for her. After getting pawed in the taxi, she was bereft of his contact.

Haley clenched her legs together, only relaxing them when it became necessary to walk again.

Not releasing her hand, Jordan juggled the key card to their room, unlocked it and pushed the door open. Both Haley and Nathan crossed the threshold as Jordan held the door.

The room was nice. Not exquisite, but more than they needed for one night in Miami. Haley was glad they’d got it now. They both worked hard all year and deserved a glamorous vacation now and then. Jordan kept odd hours as a detective and Haley put in over fifty hours most weeks as an accountant. When they kicked back, they meant business.

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About the Author

Renee Michaels lives in sunny south Florida. She started to write as a creative outlet during her husband’s extended illness. Now she can’t imagine doing anything else.

She has books published with Liquid Silver Books, Red Rose Publishing, Samhain Publishing and Secret Cravings Publishing, and a full-length. She contributed a story to the anthology Carnal Machines, published by Cleis Press, which won a gold medal at the Ippy Awards.

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