They both moved, Tyler down to the foot of the bed where he grabbed Kaelin’s legs and dragged her toward him. But Nick slid off the bed.

“Hold on,” he said, and disappeared into the bathroom, returning seconds later with a package that he opened with a rustle. Jesus. Thank Christ Nick still had a functioning brain, ’cause Tyler hadn’t even thought of protection, which was damn stupid. With a look of gratitude, Tyler took the condom from him and quickly rolled it on while Kaelin watched and Nick climbed back on the bed, took hold of her hands and pinned them to the bed on each side of her head.

Her eyes flickered and she looked up at Nick. He smiled reassuringly at her.

“I don’t need to be held down anymore,” she said quietly. “And I want to touch you. Both of you.”

Nick released her hands and bent to kiss her mouth while Tyler watched, throbbing with hot anticipation. The scent of feminine arousal filled his head, driving him insane with lust, and he gazed at her slender body, the lamplight gilding her curves, highlighting the dark curls above her pussy. Oh man. Something expanded inside him, thick and hot, almost scary. He bent his head to taste her, pressing his tongue to her sweet, hot center, and when her fingers slid into his hair and she murmured his name, he was lost. Consumed by fiery sensation, heat and light and urgent need. He licked her again, so gently, his tongue sliding over her liquid sweetness, finding her clit, so sensitive. He covered it with his mouth and sucked, but he didn’t want her to come yet, so he lifted his mouth and moved over her. Her taste lingered in his mouth and their eyes met.

She spread her legs farther for him, her face luminous below him, eyes big and dark, and he went onto his knees, widespread, and lifted her thighs. His cock nudged her entrance, scalding him with her wet heat and he groaned. “Kaelin. Oh god, Kaelin. Your pussy is so hot and wet. So sweet.”

She focused on him, and that intense concentration on him alone went straight to his head. Nick’s hands caressed her breasts, and when Tyler glanced at him, he saw Nick was focused too, his gaze intent on where Tyler and Kaelin were joined.

She made more soft little sex sounds as he eased into her, and she was so hot and tight he was afraid he wasn’t going to get all the way inside her before he came. He gritted his teeth, withdrew and pressed in, again and again. She was fucking amazing, holding his cock in a tight grip, the friction of her slick inner walls like a drug, an intravenous drug shooting through his veins. The tingling at the base of his spine increased, the pressure built inside him, his balls boiling but he had to…had to make her…and then she touched herself, found her clit and rubbed, her eyes falling closed, head going back again, and as Nick pinched her nipples and Tyler gave one more hard thrust into her softness, she cried out again, a sound of pure ecstasy and delight and Tyler came too. Fire raced from his balls and out his cock and he too shouted and groaned his pleasure, the surge of sensation almost unbearable, his body jerking in wrenching pulses.

“Fuck,” he gasped, collapsing over her. “Fuck me.”

Her hands slid over his back, damp with sweat, holding him against her and he panted beside her as she too gasped for air. And then another hand, bigger, heavier, came to rest on his shoulder. Nick. Both of them touching him. For some reason that made him feel strangely emotional and his throat actually tightened up. Luckily no one could see his face and they all stayed like that for long moments while the room gradually stopped spinning and the heat scorching his body faded to a warm glow.

What had she done?

Kaelin knew she should feel something bad–guilt or regret or even shame.

But dammit, all she felt was a rapturous glow of pleasure, her body still pulsing around Tyler inside her.

It was hard to believe after all these years this had actually happened. Maybe it was just a dream, another of those erotic dreams she often had. But no. Tyler’s body was hot and solid and heavy on hers, even though he took some of his weight on his elbows. And Nick sat beside them, stroking her damp hair off her forehead.

She would keep this memory for the rest of her life, and she passed the next few moments reliving every touch, every word, every sensation, storing them carefully away, wanting to be able to recall those details. The smell of Tyler’s hair and skin, warm hints of exotic spice and cedar, the texture of his hair beneath her fingers, the satisfying fullness she felt with him inside her. The gentleness of Nick’s touches, his fingers on her nipples, the sweetness of his tongue on her. The beauty of both their bodies, Nick so thickly muscled and brawny, Tyler’s muscles leaner and more elegant.

“Am I squashing you?” Tyler murmured, lifting off her. Their skin clung damply, and as he withdrew from inside her she let out a soft sigh, disliking very much that feeling of separation.

“No, I’m fine.”

Tyler disappeared into the bathroom, no doubt to get rid of the condom, and returned a moment later, walking across the room with long-legged athletic grace, naked and breathtakingly gorgeous. She sighed again.

Nick drew the covers up over all three of them, him on one side of her, Tyler on the other. What was supposed to happen now?

The two men slid their arms around her and pressed their heated bodies against her and she couldn’t bring herself to move. She lay there between them, Nick petting her shoulder, Tyler’s hand resting on her stomach. “I should go,” she said, not moving a muscle.

“Stay,” Nick murmured. “One night. Remember?”

“I’m hungry,” Tyler said and amusement bubbled up inside her.

“There’s a vending machine down the hall,” Nick said.

“Huh.” Tyler sounded interested but made no move, either. “Maybe in a few minutes.”

They lay like that for a while, and Kaelin thought she might have drifted off to sleep, floating on a sensual cloud of pleasure, until the bed moved as Tyler hauled himself out of it. She watched him step into a pair of jeans he retrieved from his suitcase, zipping them but not buttoning them. They rode dangerously low on his hips and he turned his back to grab his wallet from the dress pants he’d had on earlier, giving her a view of the deep ridges of muscle on either side of his spine and the twin indentations at the base, the jeans so low she was afraid he might be soon revealing that incredible ass. “Back in a minute,” he said, and left the room.

Kaelin turned her gaze to Nick, thinking he might be asleep, but he watched her solemnly. “Okay?” he murmured, lifting a hand to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear.

She blew out a breath. “Yes. I’m okay.”

“You’ve wanted that for a long time.”

She pressed her lips together, lowered her eyes and didn’t answer.

“Or should I say, you’ve wanted him for a long time.”

Her eyes flew up to meet his.

“It’s okay, Kaelin. I understand. But I want you to know…I want you too.”

Heat swept over her and her tummy did a flip. “Oh, Nick.” She laid her hand on his cheek. While he didn’t incite the same tornado of feelings inside her that Tyler did, she’d thought about him a lot too, that summer they’d hung out together, wondering what it would be like to kiss him, to touch him. She liked him so much, and there was no denying the physical attraction she still felt for him. So when he moved his face toward hers on the pillow, she met him halfway and kissed him back. Warm and gentle, his kiss had her skin tingling all over and her breasts aching again.

The door opened and shut. They dragged their mouths apart to look at Tyler, walking toward them in those sexy, low-slung jeans, the muscles of his abs outlined and disappearing in a V below the open waistband. Any woman who’d run into him in the hall had gotten a treat.