Page 75 of Theirs to Treasure

“I was a marine lieutenant. How tough can a bunch of fourteen-year-old boys be?”

Josie and Chance rolled their eyes.

“What about you, Chance, did you make any big deals? Get any big donations today?” Sam scooped a forkful of linguine off Josie’s plate and held it up to her mouth. She looked at him curiously. “You haven’t been eating. You know you’re not supposed to take your medicine on an empty stomach,” Sam chided.

“Okay, Dad.” Josie opened her mouth and slurped the noodles off his fork, causing both men to groan. By the time dinner was over, the pill had kicked in and she was feeling full and frisky. She sidled up to Chance and stroked her fingers up and down his arm.

“Oh, no you don’t.” Chance kissed the top of her head and caught her hand. “You, my dear, are going to bed.”

“That’s exactly what I was hoping you would say,” she said, passing sly smiles to both Chance and Sam.

“Alone,” Sam qualified. “Just an hour ago, you were worn out and in pain. You are going to go to bed alone and get some rest.” Josie pouted, but neither of them would relent. By the time she got under the covers, she discovered they were right, and she was asleep within five minutes.

Josie woke up to the most delicious sensation. Warm naked men on either side of her. She peeked over Chance and saw the glowing hands of the clock that told her it was midnight. She’d gotten five hours sleep, and she felt great. She had a couple of hours before she needed to start things at the bakery. She wondered what time the guys had come to bed. She snuck out the bottom of the bed, so she could go to the bathroom, then she quickly brushed her teeth and finger-combed her hair. She tiptoed back into the room and quietly opened the second drawer of her dresser, pulled out a corset, and crept back into the bathroom to put it on. For what she had planned, she was going to need some back support. She was happy to see it was the pretty cream one, not that they would see it.

Chance was sitting up against the headboard when she returned. Josie couldn’t make out his expression, but she could clearly see him crooking his finger at her. Sam was still sleeping soundly on his stomach. Chance quietly pulled her onto his lap, and Josie stifled a giggle. She felt naughty wearing only a corset, with her naked bottom pressed against his burgeoning erection. He tangled his fingers in her hair and pulled her head back so he could nibble at her bottom lip. Josie sighed, and he immediately took advantage to plunge his tongue into her mouth. In seconds, she was twisting in his arms, trying to get closer, squirming against him, until he groaned into her mouth.

“You’re making it hard for a guy to sleep,” Sam groused. Josie panted and rested her head against Chance’s lightly furred chest, rubbing her cheek against him, enjoying the texture as she glanced sideways over at Sam. He was lying on his back with his hands crossed behind his head, smiling at the two of them.

“Enjoying the show?” Chance asked.

“Immensely.”

“Going to join?”

“Oh, I plan to. Eventually. But, in the meantime”—Sam reached over and turned on the light on his nightstand. —“Chance, can you turn on the light by you?”

“By all means.”

Sam watched Josie carefully. Did he see her tense up? She didn’t say anything.

“Josie, Looking at you is a joy.”

Chance, never slow on the uptake, said, “You’re beautiful and we don’t want to miss seeing any part of you, any reaction.” He slid his hand down the nape of her neck, over her corset, down to her tailbone, to the crease of her ass. He watched as she started and drew in a deep breath. “You’re still not used to having your bottom played with, are you, Zee?”

He has that right.

“Just relax, Zee,” Chance murmured, as he feathered his fingers between her cheeks, and Josie tried to keep her breathing easy and relaxed. She tried to keep everything relaxed. Sam sat back against the headboard, his eyes glittering as he watched the beauty of Josie and Chance’s skin move against one another.

Josie took another breath, pretending she was at yoga class, slowly breathing in, then breathing out, keeping her body relaxed. Chance’s fingers parted her bottom.

One breath in, one breath out.

“Good girl,” Chance praised as he stroked along her crease.

“You’re doing fine, Baby,” Sam soothed. Josie closed her eyes. She couldn’t look at him. Either of them. Their heated looks of satisfaction and desire were too much visual stimulation. She needed to just concentrate on her breathing.

In, hold for three counts, out.

Why was she making noise? How could the simple act of his touching her anus cause her nipples to harden and her sex to dampen?

Finally, Chance let go, and asked, “Josie, would you care to explain what in the hell was embarrassing you so much about a little ass play?”

Josie broke into giggles, and finally admitted the truth.

“There is something seriously wrong with me. I got…got”

“Wet?” Sam supplied helpfully.