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  She could smell Adam. She’d placed his wet jacket over the back of a chair and set it close to her bedroom’s baseboard heater. The scent of leather and a hint of spice along with his own unique aroma teased her nostrils. It was weird that she could smell him. Almost as if he were right here in her bedroom with her.

  The heady scents encouraged naughty images to whisper through her mind. Visions of the two men climbing into bed beside her. Of their long stiff shafts, engorged and fully erect, ready to impale her.

  She closed her eyes and grinned as she slid her hands over her breasts and began to massage her sensitive nipples. It was a good thing she loved to sleep in the nude. It made it easy to masturbate. And right now she wanted to pleasure herself. Big time.

  She imagined Adam and Carson totally naked as they lowered their heads over her breasts. Their hot mouths sucked on her tender peaks, their sharp teeth nipping and their tongues lapping until she could barely stand the pleasure pain they caused.

  Her breaths came quicker. She slid a hand off her breast down her belly to the juncture of her widespread thighs and slipped a finger between her slick, wet pussy folds. She touched her clit, and moaned at the incredible spasms threatening to burst inside her. The ache in her pussy increased. Her thighs trembled.

  Oh God! She needed release. No, she needed the real thing. She wanted Adam and Carson.

  Jewel blew out a measured breath and forced herself to slow down and enjoy the shivers of anticipation growing inside her. She wanted to be with both of them.

  She visualised Carson’s mouth letting go of her nipple and then he was scrambling into position between her legs. His face angled toward her pussy.

  She massaged her clit harder and she cried out as his mouth fused over her pussy. His tongue rubbed and plumped her swollen folds. Adam kept slurping on her nipple, his teeth nipping and pulling until pinpricks of pleasure-pain made her shudder at the intensity.

  She glided her finger off her clit and plunged two fingers into her pussy. Then she pulled out. Using her vaginal moisture as lube, she rubbed her clit faster and faster. Her gasps grew heavy. She gyrated her hips. Her pussy muscles quivered and contracted, eager for penetration.

  Biting her bottom lip, she stifled a desperate moan and plunged three fingers deep into her vagina. Then she withdrew and rubbed her clit some more.

  Harder and harder, she massaged and thrust, until her thighs tightened and white-hot pleasure swirled out of nowhere, embraced her and swept her away.

  * * * * *

  Two days later…

  “And this flyer shows the most powerful vibrators. They are for your customers who want or require that extra punch to reach their climax,” Jewel said as both Jaxie and Rachel leaned closer to gaze at the glossy pictures of several shapes and colors of large size vibrators.

  “What do you think Rachel? Should we order about twenty of them?” Jaxie asked her friend.

  Rachel shook her head.

  “I would order thirty. Having one heavy duty vibrator in each room is always better than not having one available. Maybe even order two for each room. Just in case they want to double-penetrate the woman.”

  Gosh, Rachel had quite the sensual imagination, Jewel observed and grinned at how casually the two women chatted about sex toys. Earlier, when Jaxie and Rachel had arrived at the restaurant, and Jaxie had made the introductions, Jewel learned that the quiet woman and Jaxie had been best friends since each of them could walk. But at the age of sixteen Rachel had left town with her parents. The two friends had remained in touch and now that Rachel was back, their friendship had picked up exactly where it had left off, as if eleven years hadn’t passed.

  Jewel had immediately noticed sadness in Rachel’s eyes, despite her bright smile, but neither women had mentioned Rachel’s dad, so Jewel thought it best not to ask.

  Ava, the restaurant’s owner, had given them a private dining room for the business meeting, because she’d been told beforehand the details of their meeting should not be overheard by her other patrons. The freedom of their own sequestered room allowed them to laugh and joke over naughty pictures and the several sample adult toys she’d brought along.

  “Okay, I agree with you, Rachel. Write that down for the order,” Jaxie nodded to her friend, who eagerly scribbled on her notepad.

  “I want to keep my customers happy. I think that covers pretty much everything we’ll need for Bring Your Own Toys Ménage Night,” Jaxie said.

  “Done,” Rachel said and ripped a sheet from the pad and handed it to Jewel. She placed it on top of the several other sheets Rachel had given her during their meeting.

  “Can you for sure get us everything by this weekend?” Jaxie asked.

  Jewel scanned the list and did a mental inventory of what she had available in her store and what she would need to order.

  “Yes, I have pretty much everything at the store. I’ll have to order a couple items but I can get them to you by Friday night.”

  Jaxie nodded and smiled.

  “That’s great. That’s why I like doing business with you, Jewel. You’re fast and you’re reliable, even on such short notice.”

  Jewel had never been much for accepting compliments without a good blush to her cheeks and without fail her cheeks grew warm. Thankfully, Rachel picked that moment to interject with a question.

  “There’s one thing I’ve been wanting to ask but since we’ve had so much fun here today, I totally forgot. Jaxie, why are you calling it Bring Your Own Toys when you are the one supplying the toys?”

  Jewel smiled when Jaxie laughed. That was a common question and Jewel had asked it a long time ago when Jaxie had first come up with the idea.

  “When I say bring your own toys, I’m referring to the men who are instructed to bring a male partner for the ménage.”

  Rachel’s eyes widened and her face reddened. “You mean the male partner is the toy for both the male and female?”

  Jaxie shook her head and slapped her own cheek in mock horror.

  “Some of the men are bisexual, yes. They enjoy having sex with both men and women while being watched. Some men bring a friend just because he enjoys sharing his woman. Or other scenarios. The Bring Your Own Toys covers whatever hot sessions your devious mind comes up with.”

  Rachel’s cheeks reddened even more.

  “My goodness, woman. Where did your parents keep you all these years? In a nunnery?” Jaxie asked her with a wink.

  “Well, well, well. Look who’s here,” a male’s voice suddenly interrupted them.

  Instantly Jewel recognized who was speaking. It was Carson, from the night before. Her pulse quickened with awareness and she hoped both men were here.

  She looked up and was pleased to see Carson and Adam standing in the open doorway. She’d been so involved with Rachel and Jaxie she hadn’t heard the fancy French glass doors behind Jaxie being opened. But the instant the two men’s gazes clashed into hers, a wicked burn of desire ignited in Jewel.

  Have mercy it was suddenly sizzling hot in here.

  “Fancy meeting you here today,” Jaxie laughed as she swung around in her chair and gazed at the two men.

  She didn’t seem surprised at seeing them. Had she set this up? Jewel wouldn’t put it past Jaxie to do something like that. She was well known as a matchmaker and Jewel had seen a mischievous twinkle in Jaxie’s eyes when she’d introduced them to her.

  The other night they’d appeared wet and rumpled from the rain. Sexy, dark five o’clock shadows had lined their faces. Today they were clean shaven and their dark hair was combed neatly. They wore polo shirts and fresh pressed pants and they looked magnificent, just as they had the other night.

  Jewel could smell them and they smelled nice. Spice, soap, and all things nice and if she hadn’t been busy checking them out, she’d be rolling her eyes at thinking what she’d just thought.

  From the corner of her eyes, Jewel noticed Rachel lower her gaze to the open catalog with the glossy pictures of adult toys
and then at couple of large double-penetrating vibrators and several cock rings among other toys scattered on the table. Then she peeked over at Jewel and the strawberry red that blushed her cheeks grew even darker.

  Oh crap, Jewel had momentarily forgotten about all the erotic

  paraphernalia. No use in trying to hide them now. When she gazed back at the guys again, it was quite clear by the interest in their eyes that they were well aware of what the business meeting was about.

  She shouldn’t be embarrassed. This was after all how she earned her living. Oddly enough, she did feel kind of shy and that interesting submissive feeling of wanting them to tie her down and fuck her senseless was riding her.

  “Getting your order ready for toy night, Jaxie?” Carson asked. His direct gaze and his perfectly shaped lips had Jewel fantasizing about his mouth covering her pussy.

  “That’s exactly what we’re doing, boys. So, tell us, have you decided if you’ll be attending?” Jaxie asked as she rubbed her hands together with eagerness. Her cheeriness was contagious and Jewel hoped they would say yes, because if they did, she was going to go too.

  Oh my gosh, she couldn’t believe she was thinking this way. No, she was not going! She was not ready! Or was she?

  The two men smiled and her lower belly fluttered with excitement.

  “We haven’t made up our minds yet,” Carson said.

  “It depends,” Adam added.

  Fever heat whipped through her as both men focused their gazes on her again. Instincts told her they wouldn’t go to the Club unless she was going.

  Wow! She swore heat waves distorted the air space between them.

  “Depends on...what?” Jaxie prodded.

  Jaxie, please shut up.

  “If we’re working or not.” Carson finished.

  Disappointment rocked Jewel.

  Work? Why work when the three of them could have a night filled with wild and wonderful sex?

  Her cheeks warmed. Oh boy, she was giving Rachel some competition in the blushing department. But why in the world was she suddenly throwing caution to the wind when it came to these two men. She hadn’t felt this wild and wonderful and trusting in quite some time. Since before...

  Her happy bubble burst as she thought about her ex. It quickly reappeared as Adam spoke again.

  “Maybe we will go. My toy would be Carson and his toy would be me and maybe we’d be lucky to get the woman we want for a ménage.”

  Oh, sweet mercy! He was staring directly at her.

  “We’ll let you get back to work,” Adam said.

  “Actually we’re finished,” Jaxie replied and quickly stood. “Let me walk you out. Jewel already gave me your leather jacket. I have it in the car.”

  She turned to Rachel.

  “You’ll put lunch on the club’s tab?”

  Rachel nodded.

  “Great,”

  Jaxie reached out over the table and shook hands with Jewel. A smile brightened her face.

  “Thanks, Jewel. You are a jewel. See you Friday.”

  After a quick round of goodbyes, and more heated stares from the two men, Jewel was left alone with Rachel, who gawked at her with eyes full of admiration.

  “Wow, those two guys have the hots for you. They couldn’t take their eyes off you,” Rachel said dreamily.

  Jewel shrugged. She didn’t know what to say. She felt flushed and giddy and full of anticipation at seeing those hunks again.

  “They were probably just curious about the catalogs and toys,” she said as she began collecting the items they had spread over the table.

  Rachel shook her head.

  “No, I recognize those looks. A new friend of mine, she’s in a ménage relationship, and that’s how her guys look at her. Like they want to take her all the time. Do you know what I mean?”

  Oh goodness, was Rachel right? Because that’s how she felt. Like she wanted them to take her.

  “Those two are so cute,” Rachel continued. “You should go after them. Ask them out or something.”

  “Me? Ask them out? No, I’m back to being an old fashioned girl. Although I did used to go to the Key Club.” Jewel admitted.

  For those two men, she would go back to the Club and have them fuck her brains out in a no-strings type environment.

  “Unfortunately I don’t have the nerve to participate at the Club.” Rachel said and sighed heavily.

  Jewel wanted to laugh at the woman’s forlorn expression. But she quickly sobered as she remembered Jaxie mentioning Rachel being down about her dad.

  “The Key Club isn’t for everybody. Besides, you’re young. You’ll find someone. Don’t beat yourself up over it. Give it time.”

  Rachel’s mouth twisted into a unattractive grimace and sorrow for the girl melted Jewel’s heart.

  “Sometimes I don’t think I will ever be free to do what I want.”

  Jewel wanted to ask her what she meant, but Rachel glanced at her watch and an expression of pure horror flashed across her face.

  “Oh shit. I’m late for work at the hospital. I work mornings and sometimes afternoon shifts at the cafeteria there and some nights at the Key Club. And then I also help out my friend, Sophie, at her salon. Gosh, sometimes I even forget what day it is and where I am supposed to work.” She laughed and shrugged her shoulders, but Jewel could tell Rachel wasn’t too happy about all those jobs. Obviously she’d spread herself too thin and that was probably why she looked tired too.

  “I’ll take care of the bill on the way out,” she said. She stood, but then she hesitated and smiled.

  “It was really nice to meet you, Jewel. I am glad Jaxie invited me along. I had fun. We should do this again.”

  Warmth flooded her. She sensed Rachel was about to become a close friend.

  “Anytime, Rachel. It was great to meet you too. Thanks for taking care of the tab. I’ll make the delivery Friday evening.”

  “Excellent. See you then.”

  A moment later, Jewel was alone with her adult toys, catalogs and a huge order that should have made her ecstatic. But she wasn’t thrilled. She was lonely and her loneliness had everything to do with those two sexy strangers not being here with her.

  * * * * *

  “So, why have you not asked if Jewel is married?” Jaxie commented.

  The three of them had stopped at her car in the restaurant parking lot and she was busy digging around in her little black purse for her car keys when Adam noticed a cute little grin on her face. Damn, she was already onto them about their interest in Jewel.

  “Because she’s wearing a wedding ring.” Carson answered.

  Jaxie rolled her eyes, laughed, dragged out her keys and a moment later popped open her trunk. She grabbed Adam’s leather jacket and handed it to him. Awareness pummelled him as he caught Jewel’s delicate woman scent. She smelled of vanilla and soap and her own unique scent. It lingered all over the leather and it flirted with his senses. It took every ounce of his self-control not to lift his jacket to his face and bury his nose into her smell.

  “That ring is a decoy. It belonged to her grandmother. She wears it so guys don’t hit on her. She owns and adult toy store. The ring keeps creeps away.”

  Heat from Carson’s stare made Adam dare not to glance at his friend, because he knew what he would see.

  Excitement. Desperation. Need.

  Those emotions hummed through his own blood. Just knowing that Jewel was available made his balls pull up tight with arousal and his cock stiffen painfully. Dozens of questions about the cute blonde began to dance in his head. Now that he knew she wasn’t married, he wanted to know more about her. Where did she grow up? Did she have siblings? Was she into ménages? And why didn’t she want guys asking her out?

  “Why does she not want guys hitting on her?” Carson asked the question Adam had just been thinking as they followed her to the driver’s side.

  Had his friend not been standing where Jaxie could see them, Adam would have kicked him in the ass good and hard. Th
ey had agreed a long time ago that they would steer clear of any woman Jaxie knew. She was well known for having a special instinct for getting people into a ménage relationships and he recognized that matchmaking twinkle in her eyes. She wanted to hook them up with Jewel. Not that he would mind, actually.

  “She’s been burned by an ex-boyfriend,” Jaxie admitted.

  A sudden surge of rage burned through Adam. Why would anyone hurt her?

  “She’s shy about getting back into the swing of things. I bet if she knew you two guys were signing up for the Bring Your Own Toys Ménage night, she’d toss her name into the ring with hopes of getting the key to your room.”

  Damn, Jaxie. Sneaky woman.

  The thought of being with Jewel in a ménage, inserting toys or their cocks into her pussy and ass, watching the pleasure flood her face, had Adam swallowing at his suddenly dry throat.

  “What if she doesn’t pick our key and ends up with some other guys?” Carson asked.

  “Now, that’s a chance you will all have to take. That’s the beauty of the Key Club and being in the hands of fate. You never know who you’ll be paired with.”

  Fate, huh. He’d heard rumors that some of Jaxie’s pick a key for her themed ménage nights were rigged and that’s how she connected people that she wanted together. He wasn’t one to put much stock into rumors, but in this case, he wondered if they were true. There were just way too many successful ménage relationships going on in this town.

  Jaxie climbed into her car, shut her door, and rolled down her window.

  “Can I give you guys a lift somewhere?” she asked.

  “No, we’ll walk. It’s a nice day for one,” Adam answered. They’d parked their rig out on the main highway at the local truck stop. They would need the walk, it would help to ease their tension.

  “Well, guys I have to run. I have to drop off a couple of pairs of shoes at the local cobbler. I hear she’s pretty young. Just finished her apprenticeship and recently set up a tiny repair shop here in town. I’m eager to see how good she fixes shoes. I have a couple of pairs I just can’t seem to toss out. If she can breathe life into them, I will be so freaking happy.”