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  Rachel melted at his concern for her safety. “I'm a big girl. I've lived in this city all of my life, and I know how to keep myself safe. But thank you for worrying about me.” She kissed his nose. “Now, if you'll excuse me a minute, I'll go put on my jewellery then we can go to dinner."

  Shane sighed and released her. After Rachel went into the bedroom Shane looked around the tiny apartment. Damon must've been looking, too, because his voice sounded in Shane's ear. “I think you need to start paying your assistant more."

  Looking over his shoulder, Shane came face to face with Damon. “Hopefully, before long, she'll be living with us.” He turned and kissed his lover, slipping his tongue inside to tickle Damon's tonsils. They heard a sound from the doorway and looked over.

  Rachel was holding her purse in her hands in a white knuckled grip. “Damn that's sexy.” She walked towards them and wrapped her arms around Damon's neck. Luckily the feisty little redhead had on high heels. With Damon's heavily muscled six-foot-four frame, she would've never been able to reach his neck otherwise. Shane watched as Rachel stared into Damon's light green eyes. “Kiss me."

  Picking her up by the waist, Damon kissed Rachel to within an inch of her life. When he finally set her back on her feet, Shane groaned.

  "Let's go to dinner before you two become dinner.” Shane ran a hand down the front of his slacks, trying like hell to reposition his hard cock.

  * * * *

  They took Rachel to a trendy Italian restaurant in SoHo. Getting out of the limo, Rachel suddenly felt all eyes on her. She looked from Shane to Damon and realised if she was going to continue to see these two men, she would have to get used to people staring. Damon and Shane made no secret of the fact that she was with both of them. As they walked into the restaurant, both men put their hands on the small of her back.

  Shane gave his name to the maitre de, and they were taken to an intimate rounded booth in the back corner of the dining area. Rachel once again felt eyes on them, but instead of bothering her, she felt empowered. She lifted her chin a little more and sat in the booth between her two men.

  Rachel looked around while Shane ordered a bottle of red wine. When the waiter left to get their drink order, Shane turned his body towards Rachel.

  "Does it bother you? Having the lusting and envious eyes of everyone in the place on you?” He ran the back of his hand down her cheek until he reached her chin. Tipping it up, he gave her a kiss.

  Looking into his dark brown eyes, Rachel shook her head. “I think I like it. It makes me feel brazen.” She slipped her hands down to rest on both Shane's and Damon's cocks. Stroking the two men slowly, she turned her head to Damon for a kiss.

  Both men moaned. The waiter came back with their wine, and after having Shane sample it, poured three glasses. Rachel took a sip and ran her tongue across her lips. “Mmm,” she said in a throaty whisper.

  The man at the next table dropped his fork as he openly watched them. He received a cuff on the head by his wife for his trouble.

  "You're eating this up, aren't you?” Shane teased.

  Biting her lip, Rachel thought of every fantasy she'd ever had. Hell, don't most women dream of being the centre of attention between two hot guys? “Yeah. I guess I have a hidden exhibitionist in me. Who knew?"

  As Rachel looked over her menu, Shane slipped his hand between her thighs and lifted her dress. Good thing there wasn't any danger of diners seeing them. The table was draped in a long, white cloth, shielding their lower bodies from view.

  She closed her menu and put it back on the table as Shane's fingers invaded her pussy. Damn, the man knew what he was doing. She lowered her hands once again to the two hard cocks on either side of her. This time, she eased their zippers down as quietly as she could and reached inside. Although quite similar in length, Damon's cock was definitely fatter. She wondered what the broad, mushroom head would feel like slamming into her. Rachel pressed her thumb against the slit on Damon's crown. She turned her head to Damon at his groan. “I think I'd rather have a baloney sandwich at Shane's house, wouldn't you?"

  Thrusting into her hand, Damon quickly finished his wine. He poured another glass and turned towards Shane. “Drink up, baby. We've decided to eat at home."

  Shane pulled his fingers out of her pussy and brought them to Damon's lips. Rachel moaned as Damon opened his mouth and cleaned her juices off Shane's fingers. She removed her hands from their pants and zipped them up.

  When the waiter came over to see if they were ready to order, Rachel noticed Shane and Damon weren't the only ones sporting erections. Shane politely told the waiter they needed the cheque. He paid for the wine and left a very generous tip.

  * * * *

  They barely made it past the night security guard and around the corner to the executive elevator, before Damon and Shane were tearing her clothes off. Shane punched his pass code into the pad and the doors opened immediately. They entered the elevator and Damon pushed the button for the penthouse, while Shane lifted Rachel's dress up and off.

  Unable to wait any longer, Damon knelt in front of Rachel's sexy body. He skimmed his lips over her abdomen, feathering light kisses across her skin. He licked his way around her belly button, while Shane began to unbutton his dress shirt. When the elevator came to a stop at the penthouse, Damon swiped his tongue through Rachel's slit and stood. He hadn't been with a woman in years and had forgotten how much he craved their softness and taste.

  Picking Rachel up, he carried her to the master bedroom. Setting her on the edge of the bed, he once again knelt at her feet. Damon took off her sexy shoes and set them beside the bed. “As much as I love these shoes, sweetheart, they have to go. With the activities we have planned, someone could get injured."

  Damon watched Rachel's face as Shane began taking off his clothes. When his lover's cock sprang free of his boxer briefs, Rachel gasped.

  "Nice,” she said.

  Shane chuckled and walked towards her. He came up behind Damon and rested his heavy cock on Damon's shoulder. “I'm glad you like it, Red."

  Damon smiled and turned his head. He reached his tongue out and swiped the tip of Shane's cock. “Mmm. You taste good.” He licked the head a few more times before sucking the crown inside his mouth.

  Shane suddenly stilled Damon with a hand to the top of his head. “Not yet, darlin'."

  Damon grunted his displeasure but backed off Shane's cock. Shane pulled Damon to his feet and began undressing him, all to the apparent delight of Rachel.

  When Shane knelt to pull Damon's pants down and off, Rachel put her hand to her chest. “Wow."

  Shane laughed and stood, wrapping Damon in his arms. “Impressive isn't he?” Shane ran a hand down Damon's sculpted torso to his cock. As big as Shane's hands were he was barely able to close his fist around Damon's shaft. Shane continued on to the sac swinging below Damon's heavily veined cock. “Believe me when I tell you, he knows how to use the equipment God gave him."

  Damon actually felt himself blush at the statement from his lover.

  Rachel licked her lips. “Are you sure you want to share such an incredible man?"

  Both men broke their hold on each other to step towards the bed. Damon watched as Shane bent over and kissed her, pushing his tongue deep into the recesses of her mouth. Damon watched the two of them as they continued to kiss. He'd seen Shane kiss other women. They'd had threesomes in their college days, but this felt different. Damon admitted to himself he had reservations about Rachel. It had nothing to do with his attraction to the beautiful woman, because he was definitely hot for her. No. He was worried that he'd become jealous once they opened their bed to the gorgeous redhead. Shane already had feelings for Rachel. He'd made that clear to Damon over a year ago. It was a new twist in their long-standing relationship. Now, watching Shane devour Rachel's mouth, Damon felt nothing but envy.

  The steamy kiss broke, and Rachel scooted back to the centre of the king-size bed, and pushed the covers off. She slid her body against the crisp whit
e sheets then spread her legs, inviting them to join her.

  Damon growled and was the first to climb onto the bed. His head went immediately between her spread thighs, as he began a slow, tortuous exploration of the silky folds with his tongue and fingers. “So pretty,” Damon said between licks.

  "Yes, she is,” Shane said.

  Damon watched as Shane's hand squeezed Rachel's breast as he kissed her. Damon dipped his tongue deep into Rachel's channel, coming back coated with thick cream. He felt Shane's fingers against his lips and looked up at his lover.

  "Mmm. I need in there,” Shane groaned.

  Rachel arched her back and spread her thighs even further. “Take me. Please,” she said, running her hand over Damon's bald head.

  Breaking contact with her pussy, Damon sat up and looked from Shane to Rachel. “Who do you want, sweetheart?” He ran one hand over her bare pussy, while using the other hand to stroke Shane's leaking cock.

  "Both. I need both of you in me."

  Damon leaned down and ran his tongue across Shane's cock. He crawled over Rachel and shared the flavour of her essence mixed with Shane's cum in a deep sultry kiss.

  Spreading out on the other side of Rachel, Damon pulled her on top of him. “Ride me, while Shane gets you ready."

  Sitting up, Rachel straddled Damon's lap and waited while Shane retrieved the bottle of lube and two condoms. After sheathing his cock, he held it by the base and waited for Rachel to take him.

  Goose bumps broke out on his skin as Rachel impaled herself on his cock. “Damn,” he said. Few women had been able to take him as easily as Rachel did.

  Looking over Rachel's shoulder, he watched Shane rim and stretch her puckered hole. Rachel began to moan as Shane invaded her ass with his fingers. “Can I move?” she asked, grinding her pussy against Damon's groin.

  "Oh, sweetheart you feel good. So tight and wet.” Damon looked down at Shane, who'd managed to slip three fingers into Rachel's hole. “Better hurry. As good as this pussy feels wrapped around me, I'm not gonna last long."

  Rachel looked into Damon's eyes. “I'm so full. I'm not sure there's enough room for Shane, too."

  Damon rubbed her back and reached down to slip one of his fingers in beside Shane's. “It's okay. You'll do fine. I've a feeling your body was made with me and Shane in mind.” Damon looked at Shane and nodded.

  Shane pulled his fingers out and lubed his cock. Perched at Rachel's back entrance, Shane slowly pushed the crown of his cock through the stretched ring of muscles. Rachel started to clench her muscles, and Shane kissed her neck.

  "No, Red. Don't close up on me. I won't hurt you, I promise.” Shane rocked against her until his cock slowly entered her ass.

  Damon almost came up off the mattress as he felt Shane's cock through the thin barrier between Rachel's ass and pussy.

  "Oh God. Full. I'm so full,” Rachel panted, as her fingernails dug into Damon's chest.

  The three of them stilled, waiting for Rachel's body to accept Shane's invasion.

  Shane kissed her neck. “I need to move."

  At Rachel's nod, Damon felt Shane pull out about half-way, before pushing back inside.

  Damon held Rachel's ass cheeks apart as the two of them began to make love to her. Damon thrust his cock deep inside her when Shane pulled out. The tandem rhythm allowed both men to not only please Rachel, but to feel each other move as well. Damon looked over Rachel's shoulder to Shane. “I can feel your cock rubbing against mine."

  "Uh-huh.” Shane said, evidently at a loss for words. Shane picked up his speed and was quickly matched by Damon.

  When Damon reached down and squeezed Rachel's clit between his thumb and forefinger, she screamed her orgasm. The tightening of her muscles squeezed Damon's cock almost to the point of pain. He roared with his own climax seconds before Shane did the same.

  Looking down at Rachel's dead weight on his chest, Damon chuckled. “I think she passed out."

  Concerned, Shane pulled out of Rachel's ass and crawled up to lay beside her and Damon. “Rachel? Wake up, Red.” He looked at Damon. “Will she be okay?"

  Damon grinned. “I've heard of women who black out after an intense orgasm. Looks like our Rachel is one of them, but she should be okay."

  Shane began to rub Rachel's back as Damon spoke into her ear. “Open your eyes, sweetheart. We need to get you into a warm bath, but we need you to wake up first."

  Lifting her hand to Damon's face she touched his lips. “Too tired to bathe. I think you two nearly killed me."

  "I'll go start the water,” Damon said, and deposited Rachel's still limp body into Shane's waiting arms.

  Shane smoothed the damp hair out of Rachel's eyes. “Are you okay? We didn't hurt you, did we?"

  Rachel ran her tongue over Shane's nipple. “I loved it."

  Shane felt his chest tighten at the words. It wasn't the same as a declaration of love for him or Damon, but it was a start.

  Damon came back into the room, scooped her into his arms and carried her to the filling garden tub. Rolling off the bed, Shane followed, enjoying the view of Damon's muscles.

  Damon climbed into the tub with Rachel still in his arms and sat down. He spread his thighs out as far as he could, as Shane lowered himself into the tub.

  Shane adjusted Rachel so they both lay on their sides against Damon's broad chest. He wrapped his arms around his beautiful woman and kissed her. “That was incredible. Better than we'd ever dreamed.” He tipped his head up to get a kiss from Damon then looked back into Rachel's eyes. “Do you feel it? How perfect the three of us are together?"

  Rachel made a groaning sound, trying to stretch up enough to give Damon a kiss. Shane chuckled and helped lift her to Damon's waiting mouth. While she kissed Damon, Rachel was in the perfect position for Shane to suckle her breast. Rachel moaned into Damon's mouth before sliding back down into the water.

  "It feels perfect, but it's all happening a little too fast for me,” Rachel whispered, thrumming her fingertip over Damon's dark brown nipple.

  The breath caught in Shane's chest. He didn't want to give this incredible woman a chance to run. “How long did you say you'd been attracted to me?” Shane asked, running his hand down her torso. Before she could answer, he gently pushed two fingers inside her pussy.

  "Al ... Almost two years. But this is more than an idle attraction to my boss. I need my job. What if you two get tired of me, or we have a fight or something? I can't very well remain your assistant after what we're doing if it doesn't work out."

  Stilling his hand, Shane kissed her lips tenderly. “Give us this weekend to show you that we want you to stay. I'm ready for a stable relationship with you and Damon. Do you have any idea how long I've waited for this night? I love Damon and have since my freshman year of college, but I also need the love of a good woman. Women love differently than men do. I want both. I want you and Damon."

  Shane knew it was a hell of an admission to make on a first date, but it wasn't as if his feeling for Rachel were new. He looked into Damon's eyes and knew his big lover was starting to feel things of his own. The time they'd spent talking about Rachel were nothing compared to actually making love to her for the first time. The act itself just seemed to cement his feelings.

  Rachel yawned against Damon's chest. “I need some time to think, but I guess I can do that Monday. Right now, I really would like to crawl back into that nice, big, comfortable bed and take a nap."

  Damon smoothed a hand down her back. “Then let's get you cleaned up and put to bed. There will be plenty of time to talk later."

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  Chapter Three

  A week later, work was still crazy. After word had gotten out to the rest of the Brassil employees that they had a new VP, every secretary in the building found a reason to come into Rachel's office. They weren't after anything except trying to get a good look at their newest vice president. Rachel had had about all she could stand, when Shane came into her office.

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p; "What's wrong?” Shane asked, leaning against the corner of her desk.

  Rachel looked up at the gorgeous man in front of her. His thick, black hair was perfect, as usual, his tailored black suit impeccable. She glanced at his long, sun-bronzed fingers and her pussy started to pulse. She licked her lips and looked into his eyes. Rachel was about to suggest a quick blow job when her office door opened once more.

  Lisa from marketing stood in her doorway. “Oh, Mr. Brassil, I uh ... didn't know you'd be in here. I was just going to speak with Rachel about the Christmas party.” Lisa looked towards Damon's office door, which Rachel had closed an hour earlier.

  Shane stood and faced Lisa. “The Christmas party?"

  Lisa turned red and waved her hand in front of her. “I just wanted to see what the dress code would be.” Lisa looked at Rachel for help.

  Geeze. Christmas was still several months away. “We'll probably go with formal attire this year. It will be on the invitation you'll receive when the time comes."

  Lisa backed her way out the door. “Oh, okay. Thanks."

  When she was gone, Rachel put her head on her desk. “I swear if one more bimbo comes in here to get a look at Damon, I'm going to shoot them."

  Shane came around the back of her chair and rubbed her shoulders. “A little jealous are you?"

  Rachel lifted her head and turned to look at him. “Hell, yeah. Would you like it if every available man in the company came in here to get a good look at what I had to offer?"

  Bending over to whisper in Rachel's ear, Shane chuckled. “They already have. Why do you think I made all the managers go through the sexual harassment seminars? They've been drooling over you since the first day you started work."

  Rachel straightened her spine and spun around in her chair. “Is that why there are hardly any men that come through here anymore? I just thought they were afraid of you."

  "They are. I told every manager in this building, in no uncertain terms, that if they were caught openly ogling my assistant, they would be out of a job on the spot.” Shane shrugged his shoulders. “Evidently I'm going to have to do the same thing with Damon."