STORY EXCERPT

Decision made, Robert turned off the car. They got out of the Jeep and headed inside. The door was locked, something Robert would have thought strange before his stint in the large urban metropolis he’d spent the last few years in.

He used his key to open the door. “Hello? Ms. Gillespie? It’s Robert and David Jessop.” The last thing he wanted to do was panic the poor dear.

Movement by the front desk drew his attention. He saw sneakered feet sticking out and figured the woman must be on her knees, likely looking through the bottom file drawer of the cabinet.

“Oh, hello! I hope you don’t mind that I’m here. Mr. Kendall said it would be all right if I came in and got a head start on things.”

The female voice put Robert in mind of warm honey, an odd reaction, he thought. And then the feet disappeared. The woman stood and turned around, an uncertain smile on her face as she stepped out, away from the chest-high reception desk and into the open. “Oh. You’re not the gentlemen I met a couple of weeks ago. I think they’re a bit older.”

We thought you were, too. Robert heard his brother suck in a breath but didn’t have to ask why. With her long blonde hair caught up in a ponytail, wide green eyes set in an elfin face, and a figure that was lushly female, Ms. Jillian Gillespie looked like every red-blooded American male’s wet dream come to life.

“Our fathers are doctors here, too,” David said. “It was them you met.”

Jillian’s eyes widened. “There are four Drs. Jessop?” And then, as if she realized the tone she used, she gasped and her gaze flicked down to her feet for just a moment. When she looked up again, she’d schooled her features. “I’m so sorry. That was incredibly rude of me.”

“Not at all. I’m sure having a small clinic with four doctors all bearing the same last name is unusual, to say the least.” David flicked a look at Robert, but if his brother wondered why he remained silent, he didn’t ask.

“If you gentlemen need to work, I can leave. I don’t mind.”

Crap. Robert continued to study the woman’s body language, but really didn’t know whether he should cheer or curse.

“No,” he said, putting just a bit of an edge in his tone. “We only stopped by to welcome you to the town—and the clinic. We’re headed out for the evening.” He softened his tone. “It was wise of you to lock yourself in.” He caught the pleasure that crossed her face and knew he was sunk. “Don’t stay too late, Jillian.”

“I won’t. It was nice to meet you both.” Her smile looked shy, but made her eyes sparkle.

“The restaurant in town here is pretty good. Our cousin runs it, and I know they’ll go out of their way there to make you feel welcome.” David flirted with her, but Robert wasn’t surprised when her reaction to that was to take a small step backward and look toward him.

“Forgive me if I’m being forward, but isn’t practically everyone in town your cousin?” Jillian looked between them.

Robert caught the uncertainty, and the way her body language kept giving her away. He’d bet the farm—if he had one—that she wasn’t even aware of the signals she sent them. So he gave her as nonthreatening a smile as he could muster. “Practically, yes. You weren’t being forward. Don’t worry, you’ll get used to us, Jillian.”

“I hope so.” She nodded. “I plan to be here for a long time.”

The woman was a beguiling combination of challenge and bravado with a huge dollop of trepidation thrown in for good measure. God help me, I wasn’t ready for this.

“I have no doubt that you’ll do just fine.” Robert turned to his brother. “We should be going.” To Jillian he said, “I’ll lock up behind us. The restaurant begins serving dinner at four thirty. We’ll see you on Monday.”

“All right, thank you.”

He didn’t say anything until they were in the car and heading out of town. David, too, remained silent. For the first time Robert realized how, over the last couple of years, his twin had deferred to him at crucial moments. Robert sighed out loud and shook his head.

“Holy hell, Robbie,” David said. And then, “Are we still headed to the club?”

He heard the doubt in his brother’s voice and understood it completely. “We are. But our agenda for the evening has changed somewhat.”

“She’s gorgeous,” David said. “She can’t be much older than we are. Even if she does have a son old enough to be in the Marines, she’s not that much older.”

“No, she’s likely not more than a handful of years older, if that. Damn it.”

David laughed. “That’s karma for you, brother. Just this afternoon you were thinking we were years away from finding her.” Then he sobered. “I picked up on some of the vibes. She’s a sub, isn’t she?”

Robert clenched his jaw and wondered about karma himself. Then he nodded, and flicked a glance at his brother.

“Yeah, she’s a sub, all right, down to the bone, and I’ll bet you she doesn’t even know it. And I’ll tell you what else she is.” He brought the car to a stop, right signal on, in preparation for heading toward the interstate. He turned and met his brother’s gaze.

“She’s ours,” David said.

Robert nodded. That was one thing he could count on with his twin brother. He and David were usually on the same page.

ADULT EXCERPT

Jillian batted at the whatever-it-was tickling her nose. She thought about opening her eyes, but in the end decided it would be too much work. Besides, she knew she was in bed, and understood she was just waking up. She wondered what day it was. Could it be Monday, already? Surely not. Not so soon. The light on the other side of her eyelids rested softly upon her, like the shimmer of an indoor lamp. It didn’t stab at her the way the sun did, harshly and without mercy.

The bed felt different this morning. Oh yeah, I’m in Lusty, not El Paso. New apartment, new bed, new life.

Jillian wrinkled her nose. Her brain wasn’t usually quite so muzzy and disoriented first thing in the morning. Maybe I should just say to hell with it, open my eyes, get up, and make some coffee. Just as she began to stretch, the fly or whatever it was bothered her again. This time it fluttered against her right nipple.

Jillian used her left hand and tried to swat it away. A deep male chuckle reverberated inside her, arousing her and tickling her female bits. Her memory exploded into full, Technicolor instant replay. Jillian’s eyes shot wide open, startling her brain into complete consciousness, and she gave a gasp from within.

Oh my God! Images from just hours before flooded her mind. She tried to stem the swift rising tide of arousal sweeping through her, but failed.

Naked, sandwiched between two men who were also naked, she understood that stemming arousal simply wasn’t an option for her right now.

A masculine finger stroked her chin, and then lifted. She raised her head and encountered Robert Jessop’s hot stare. He edged subtly closer to her, and she felt all of him pressed tight to all of her. When he reached down between them and slipped a hand between her legs and began to rub back and forth over her slit, she groaned. Just that simply, she wanted more and needed to come. It felt as if her body intended to make up for all the orgasms she had missed out on for all of her years to date. Her pussy became damp, and her hormones began to celebrate the reign of Eros. Her body hungered, demanding more bliss the way someone with a sweet tooth might demand more chocolate.

“You’re hot and wet, and God, I can smell your arousal. Are you ready for me, my little sub? Are you ready to take my cock deep inside your hot, wet pussy?”

Yes! Truthfully, there was nothing Jillian wanted more than to feel Robert’s cock fill her pussy—unless it was to feel David’s cock there. What she’d seen in the shower earlier—what she felt pressed against her right now, front and back—was a whole lot more man than she’d ever experienced in her life to date.

Honestly, she hadn’t known penises could be that big in real life.

And yet the reality of this moment, of feeling Robert’s cock so very close to her cunt suddenly called to her saner angels. She felt his heat and his rigidness. She also felt the latex he must have put on before waking her up, which pretty much spoke to his intentions.

Her body wanted to fuck, and her mind wanted her to pull back and be logical. Just because she’d given these two well-hung, Lusty heartthrobs liberties earlier didn’t mean she had to give them more now. Just because she probably was a sub and Robert most definitely was a Dom didn’t mean she had to submit to him right now.

She still had the power to say no. The problem would be actually getting that word out, actually deciding she wanted to say no and then doing it. Obviously, her body wasn’t going to help her out any time soon. It was all up to her brain.

Looking for some form of logic to use as a tool, she thought back to earlier in the shower, and to the fervent words said by both men—words they’d each spoken like a vow. Both Drs. Jessop were men of their word—this she knew instinctively. If they gave her a promise, they would keep it.

“You said you weren’t going to fuck me tonight.”

“No, sweetie. I said I wasn’t going to fuck you last night.”

Jillian blinked even as David, nestled up tight against her back, reached forward and lifted her left leg and moved it back and up to rest over his hips. His action effectively spread her legs, leaving her pussy open, and ready for his brother’s cock. He kissed the curve of her neck, and then inhaled deeply. Oh, God, he’s breathing me in.

That was all it took for her mind to become as one with her body. Yes, these men would keep their word, but they would always find a way to do that and get what they wanted at the same time. Why did she find that so damn sexy?

“That’s kind of sneaky, don’t you—”

Robert interrupted her by taking his hand from her cunt, grasping his cock, and nudging her pussy with it. He rubbed his latex-covered erection along her slit, dipping into her opening slightly. Then he spread her own juices on her pussy lips, sending shafts of silky, glistening arousal straight to her core. She shivered when that heated, latex-covered knob brushed over her clit. That tiny nub, suddenly awakened, quivered with excitement, sending her arousal soaring.

Robert flexed his hips and with one thrust, buried his cock deep inside her. He said, “Good morning, Jillian.”