Sir Loin of Beef (Grade-A Beefcakes 1)

I shrugged, slid my thumb back and forth over the line of his neck. “I believe your family, so I’m working on it. I will work on it. But I feel better.”

“Good,” Jed added, coming to stand beside me. Right beside me.

“You don’t have to be on your knees to apologize,” I said to Landon. “You did, several times already. In front of your family, even.”

“Tucker said I was supposed to grovel and Julia added that I had to be on my knees to do it.”

That got a laugh out of me. This man? Grovel?

For the first time in… forever I felt good. Light. Like a huge weight had been lifted. Like I was wanted. The way the two were looking at me, desired, too.

We were alone together, this time knowing the truth. Knowing everything.

I lifted my hand to his hair, sifted my fingers through the thick strands.

“This is a little crazy, you know that, right?” I asked, looking between the two of them.

“What?” Jed asked.

“Us.”

“What’s crazy is the way I feel about you,” Landon added and Jed nodded his agreement.

My heart skipped a beat, but this time, it wasn’t due to sadness. It was because I was filled with… hope. Something I hadn’t really felt in a while. Not even an hour ago, I’d been resigned to hide from all the Dukes. That the steamy heavy petting session with Landon and Jed had been a one-time thing. That they hated me. And now… Overwhelmed, I replied, “I know. We’ve barely even met but it feels like… it feels like forever.” I put my hands up to my cheeks, felt the way they heated. “This is happening really fast. It’s scary.”

His hands stilled. “Too fast? Do we scare you?”

I shook my head, eager to find out where his hands went next. Mine went to the nape of his neck and my fingers slid through his short hair. So soft. “God, no. I’m scared of the… of the feelings.”

Both of them grinned. “Baby, we can make you feel all kinds of things.”

Oh yes, they could. I remembered… no, my pussy remembered all too well.

“I thought maybe we’d go on a date or two before I met your parents,” I grumbled, lifting my hand to my hair, which was long down my back and sadly in a wild tangle. “I was fixing the roof, not ready to meet the entire Duke family.”

Landon grinned and his entire face changed. Went from hard to—dare I say—soft? Tender, perhaps. Eager. It looked as if he had hope, too.

“That’s what you thought we should do after a date or two? Meet my parents?”

“Not be between us in bed?” Jed asked. “Getting our big dicks into that sweet pussy of yours? Working our way into that snug, little ass? Stretching you open, molding it just right for us and us alone?”

I blushed. He was such a dirty talker. I remembered what we’d done the night before and I hadn’t even known their names then. Why was I being so concerned now? My inner slut had come out last night. It wasn’t time for her to go back into hiding now. I didn’t want her to. I wanted these men. Both of them.

I wanted to see where this crazy attraction took us.

My pussy clenched, eager to feel Landon’s fingers once again working every one of my hot buttons. Then Jed would have his turn. Double the pleasure.

Yes!

“You know, there are other things I can do on my knees besides grovel,” Landon commented. His dark eyes were full of heat now and it was definitely panty-melting.

“Oh?” I replied on a breathless whisper. My inner walls clenched in anticipation.

His hands slid up and expertly undid the clasp at the center of my back before moving to my front, pushing up the hem of my t-shirt and the cups of my bra at the same time. The fabric bunched beneath my neck.

“Fuck, yes,” Jed growled, coming up behind me, his hands immediately going to my breasts.

A groan escaped Landon as he looked his fill at what was right in front of him, the way Jed’s hands cupped and played with me. Tugged my nipples. Made me instantly needy and eager.