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  He swirled the bourbon in the glass. He wondered how long it would take her to decide she wanted to crawl into their bed. How long would it take her to figure out being fucked by both the groomsmen she almost met the other night would be the most cataclysmic event in her sexual experience? How long until Lily wanted him to take her over his desk while Jack watched? How long before she went down on Jack in the conference room? He didn’t think he could put a time table on it. But when it finally happened it would be the sweetest fucking thing in his life. Sweeter than the taste of her on his lips.

  And a baby? He smiled as he stared at the city. If every time they fucked her, it was to fill her with their seed, it would make it every better. He knew what his answer was. He just needed to make sure Jack was willing to accept her terms. Because there was no way they could let Lily down.

  Eight

  Jack

  Jack let the water run over his shoulders. He had gotten home and spent an hour in the penthouse gym before cooling off in the shower. It was the only way to let out his pent-up frustration.

  He needed a good run on the treadmill. He needed to fuck someone more, but that wasn’t going to happen until Lily was ready. No more waitresses or college girls from bars. He was going to fuck Lily Francini with his best friend. He had decided

  But who in the hell knew when that would be.

  And now he was going to fuck her until she was pregnant with his baby. The idea made him harder than steel. He’d never wanted anything like that before, but the instant she said it, he knew it was perfect.

  If she wanted a baby, he’d give her one. Sawyer would too. They would fill her until she was flowing with their release. Her pussy would ooze with their seed night and day until there was a baby growing in her sweet soft belly.

  They had scared her tonight and that was the last thing either of them wanted. She had been cautious and open. She smelled like summer. Like innocence. He looked down at his cock, not being able to control it once he started thinking about her. It was growing long and hard.

  “Damn it,” he growled, throwing his palms against the tile. He twisted the dial even colder. His dick needed to settle the fuck down.

  When Sawyer got home they were going to have to talk about this. Had they read her wrong? Had they overestimated her willingness to give more? She had seemed like the perfect candidate. The woman that fit into the missing puzzle piece.

  But fatherhood? They’d never once discussed that option. Was Lily the toughest negotiator they had faced.

  They always worked best with a woman between them. They needed one. They needed her. They needed a woman to fuck together. It was what made life whole for them.

  He heard the front door slam shut and turned off the shower. He pulled a towel around his waist and walked into the hallway, making a trail of water with his footsteps.

  Sawyer stood in the foyer. He wore a scowl.

  “You’re dripping water everywhere,” he barked.

  “We need to talk.” Jack didn’t know anyway to lighten the situation. They may have completely fucked everything up.

  “I think I know what you’re going to say.” Sawyer shoved his hands in his pockets. “We—”

  Jack stared at him. “I’ll get dressed and then we’re having this conversation. Let me put on some clothes first.”

  “Fine.”

  Jack returned to his suite and pulled on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. He joined his best friend in the kitchen.

  “Want a beer?” Sawyer offered.

  “Getting shit-faced tonight isn’t a bad idea. I think I’ll have a few. Things got heavy at the office. Heavier than I thought possible.”

  Sawyer twisted off the top and handed him the bottle. “I thought about staying in my office and nursing that bottle of bourbon to the bottom.”

  “She’s not ready. Nowhere near ready.”

  “No shit.” Sawyer looked angry. “She came so easily. She’s never been with two men.”

  Jack shook his head. “She’s different and you know it.”

  “I do.” Sawyer took a long gulp of the beer.

  “But a baby? What about it? If she agrees? If she decides she isn’t scared after all. If she comes back for more?”

  Sawyer slammed the beer on the counter. “Did you see the first look on her face? The one of pure pleasure? The one when was slipping into what we could give her? Because I did. I watched her. I felt her wet heavenly pussy, Jack. And that’s not something I’m willing to walk away from. I’m ready to give her that baby. Can you say the same thing?”

  “You’re serious?”

  “She wants it. She wants this. I know it. We just have to give her time. Let her come to us when she’s ready.”

  “And if she doesn’t? What if f she only wants one of us? What if she’s so freaked out by the two of us she can’t deal with it?” Jack waited for an answer. “What if she decides the baby thing was just to throw us off?”

  “We share everything. We’ve always said we would never let a woman come between us. We’ve seen it too many times. We aren’t going to be those friends who lose everything because a woman dictates what happens between friends. We share her, or we both walk away.”

  Jack nodded. “I don’t want to walk away from her either. I don’t think I can.”

  Sawyer touched the bottle to his lips. “Then we get the girl.”

  Jack smiled. “Then we get the girl,” he echoed.

  “And give her the baby wants?”

  Jack laughed. “I have no problem fucking her until she’s pregnant. Do you?”

  Sawyer shook his head. “I’d do it tonight, if she wanted it.”

  “Fuck. I feel the same way.”

  “Then we let her know that we meant what we said when we told her she could have everything she wanted. And if it takes time to get her used to the idea of both of us, that’s ok.”

  “It is. Because we’ve found our girl.”

  Sawyer smiled. “We have. She’s our girl.”

  Nine

  Lily

  She stared at the ceiling as if there was any way to sleep after what had happened tonight in Sawyer’s office.

  They had both touched her. Not a handshake. Not a pat on the back. But intimate touches. Dark touches that made her dizzy and drunk. Kisses and lingering grazes under her clothes. Between her legs. Oh God. She come with Sawyer’s fingers thrusting inside her. With Jack’s mouth on her lips.

  She turned on her side, tucking her pillow with her. Her heartbeat sped up thinking about the two men. The two gods of sexual personification. She couldn’t help it, she thrashed back to the center of the bed.

  She sat forward on the bed. How serious could they have been about their offer? Were they still playing the role of wild groomsmen? She folded her hands over her knees. The wedding had been days ago. Surely, they weren’t in wedding mode anymore. They could have slept with the bridesmaids in their ugly yellow dresses for all she knew.

  Did Jack mean they wanted her for the night? For tomorrow? At work? Was he joking about the entire incident? She didn’t how to read him or Sawyer. Jack wasn’t nearly as mysterious, but it didn’t make him transparent either.

  She ran her hand over her breast. Her nipple was still sore from where he had twisted it with such ownership. Her other hand ran between her legs. Sawyer had touched her like she was his. And she had opened to him, letting him feel how needy and wet she was. But he didn’t laugh. He didn’t think she was weak. He loved it. He stroked her, until she came on his expensive executive upholstery.

  She let herself sink back into the covers, her hands rubbing and massaging her body. She pretended Sawyer was pushing his fingers inside her. She wanted his hands there, while Jack teased her tits.

  “Oh shit,” she whispered. This was one more thing she’d never done. She’d never touched herself to the point of orgasm.

  But she could see them. Their gorgeous smiles. Their smoldering stares. And if she pretended enough, she could feel their fingers
taking over her body. Her back arched mercilessly as she plunged two fingers inside her entrance, tracing a circle over her clit and then back inside. Her hips rocked until the orgasm wracked her. She twitched and panted, sliding her hands away from her body.

  Why in the hell did she tell them she wanted a baby? It had slipped out of her mouth before she could take it back. It was true and honest. She didn’t have family. Uncle Gino was the devil. She wanted someone of her own to love and snuggle. A little baby to raise inside a warm happy home.

  For one insane second she looked at Sawyer and Jack and thought they could give her that dream. They had more than enough money to provide for one baby. And if they wanted sex, why not get something she always wanted? They could get her pregnant. She had no doubt they were the two more virile men on the planet. There cocks were practically baby-making wands.

  She moaned. How was she supposed to sleep now?

  Tomorrow she would have to go to work. She would have to face Sawyer and Jack, but as she started to fall asleep she started to look forward to it. She needed more of them. Even if she didn’t know exactly what that was.

  Penny had been kind enough to drop off her new hire paperwork at the human resources office. Lily realized she had left it on the assistant’s desk when she fled the executive floor last night. As soon as she entered the building there was a security officer waiting for her.

  She felt a quick flutter of panic. Shit. Had she lost her job already? Did she ruin everything last night by admitting she wanted to get pregnant?

  “Miss Francini, Mr. Kincaid has asked that I escort you to your new office this morning.” He folded his hands in front of him.

  “Oh all right.” She followed him into the elevator and gawked when he pressed the executive level. Did he have this right?

  The officer stood aside to let her walk into the lobby. She needed to keep the pink from her cheeks. No one else here knew what had happened in Sawyer’s office. And there was no reason for them to know as long as she acted like everything was normal. That was the plan. It didn’t happen. She hallucinated. It was some kind of deranged fantasy she had concocted. She had been having too many of those lately.

  The officer stood outside of a double set of doors. Lily stared in disbelief. She was smack dab in the middle of Sawyer’s and Jack’s offices.

  “This is my office? No. It can’t be. I thought I was downstairs with the rest of the advertising department,” she protested.

  He nodded. “It is ma’am. I was instructed to bring you here.” He pushed the door open. “Have a good day.” He turned and walked back to the elevator bay.

  Lily stepped inside. There had to be some mistake. She was supposed to be on one of the lower floors with the other department heads. The top floor was designated for only Sawyer’s and Jack’s personal staff. She had gathered that much from her first day at the company.

  She scanned her surroundings. There was a nice view from here—impressive, actually. Her lungs seized. She saw the two sets of doors. One was on the right—adjacent to Jack’s office. And the other on the left was aligned with Sawyer’s.

  The tingle that always surfaced when she thought about the two men struck between her legs.

  “Shit,” she scolded herself.

  She took a seat behind her new desk, trying to focus on the task she had. She had to run the advertising department. She was in charge of getting advertising expenses back under control. She needed to develop a comprehensive online presence that would guide the company forward. There was enough work to keep her busy for the next year easily. The path to freedom was to directly increase profits from her campaigns. The only way to forget about the groomsmen was to dig into these projects.

  It might be the only way to save her sanity, stop imagining a three-way, and having their baby.

  By the end of the day, Lily looked up from her desk, realizing she had worked ten hours without laying eyes on of the men. It surprised her. She didn’t know if she expected to show up with another offer for three-way foreplay. Is that what they called it? She didn’t have any idea how to explain a threesome.

  She rubbed her stiff shoulders. They ached from being hunched over her computer most of the day.

  She turned off the computer and stood to leave. She looked at each of the doors. She was tempted to open one. She faced the one on the right and thought about Jack’s deep voice. About his firm lips. How they felt on her neck.

  And then she pivoted to the left and knew on the other side of that door was a man with more sex appeal than was legal. Perfect hands. Serious eyes.

  She moaned a little in the back of her throat before grabbing her bag and rushing out of the office.

  Not tonight.

  Ten

  Lily

  After two weeks at Kincaid-Rivers, Lily had almost forgotten about her first night there. She had done nothing but work for two weeks straight. She spent tireless nights hammering out proposals, assembling a new team, and getting a handle on the department. She hadn’t launched the platform, but she knew she was only a week away from the launch. This next week with the team was critical.

  They were going to be in meetings non-stop, and she would have to work hand-in-hand with the tech team to ensure the roll out was flawless. It was hard to ignore the excitement she felt about her work. Even if she was here because of a debt, she had started to like the work. She had complete control over the team. Her vision was their vision. It was empowering, not to mention fun to run a powerful global division.

  She had barely seen Jack or Sawyer in the last weeks. On occasion, she would pass one of them in the hall. But the door knobs in her office never rotated. They never knocked. Never dropped by. It was as if that encounter with them never happened. Sometimes she wondered if she had conjured it up. She wouldn’t be the only woman to meet the co-CEOs and fantasize about them. But together? Two men at once? That was beyond her scope of imagination, until now.

  They never mentioned their offer. They never mentioned the baby.

  By Friday night she started to worry the launch wasn’t going to happen in time. The only light in her office came from a small desk lamp. She huffed over the latest budget numbers. The team was giving her pushback on the new designs.

  “Something wrong?” Her skin prickled when she heard his voice. She looked up to see Jack standing in the doorway.

  She held her breath. “You scared me.”

  “I didn’t mean to do that. I would never intentionally do that.” He walked deeper into the office.

  She shuffled the papers together on her desk nervously. “You’ve never used that door before.”

  He shrugged. “Thought I’d give it a try, but I didn’t actually expect to find you here.”

  “I was going over the new campaign numbers,” she explained.

  “Ahh.” He nodded. “On a Friday night? You don’t have other plans?”

  “There’s a lot riding on my success,” she quipped. She didn’t know if they considered her position at the company as servitude.

  Her head whipped to the side when the door creaked open from Sawyer’s office.

  “You are working late.” He walked inside her office with three glasses of bourbon. He placed one in front of her and handed one to Jack.

  She didn’t know what to say or how to react, only that her body was already tingling with excitement when it wasn’t supposed to. Was there a chance there could be a repeat of the last time she was alone with the two of them?

  “I was telling Jack how much I have to do to give you what you need for the department to fulfill the terms of my hiring.”

  He sat on the edge of the desk. She realized what a domineering presence his body had. How wide his shoulders were. How solid his arms were.

  “Funny because Jack and I were also talking about how you could give us what we need. And your offer, Lily.”

  Shit. Did he just say that?

  She pressed her knees together to keep them from quivering. She was grateful he co
uldn’t see what was happening under the desk.

  Jack held the bourbon glass. “Have you given any thought to that last conversation?”

  “Offer? What offer?” she blurted too quickly. She covered her mouth with her hand.

  Jack laughed. “I think you know exactly what offer. We wanted to give you some time to think about it. We certainly have. We think we understand your terms.”

  She needed the bourbon—all of it and fast. She guzzled until the glass was empty.

  They eyed each other.

  “My terms? You’re serious?” She looked at Sawyer and then Jack. She didn’t know whose eyes were more beautiful. She wanted to get lost in both of them.

  Sawyer placed his glass on the desk, moving closer. “I’m always serious, Lily.” He cupped her chin tipping it upward. She didn’t expect his lips to brush over hers. She sighed before his tongue pushed twisting and flicking over hers. The kiss grew deep and furious quickly. It was instinct when she wrapped her hands around his neck, drawing him closer.

  She heard Jack clear his throat and it shot her back to reality.

  She pushed off Sawyer’s chest. But Jack was next to her and spun her in her swivel chair so his legs pinned hers as he leaned in taking her mouth tenderly and softly. She purred into him. Oh God, what was happening this time? She was being spun in a cyclone of passionate kisses.

  Jack pulled back.

  “Does that help with your question?”

  “I-I don’t know what you’re saying to me. I don’t know what’s happening.”

  “You said you wanted a baby,” Sawyer answered.

  Jack whispered. “We’re going to give you that baby.”

  “Oh my God.” She thought she was going to fall to the floor. “But, I still don’t understand how any of this would work. The two of you?”

  Sawyer moved in front of her, so he and Jack were side by side. “Lily, we don’t fight over women. We never have. We made a pledge years ago that wouldn’t happen. And it turns out the best way to keep that from happening is to find the right woman together.”