set it on a coaster on the glass table next to the sofa, then took a seat in the leather chair next to her. Seth plopped down on the middle cushion of the couch and leaned his head back, closed his eyes, and sipped his drink.
“Has it been the longest damn week on record or what?” he asked.
“Seems that way,” Mike replied, relaxing back into his chair and stretching his legs out. “I must have done fifteen surgeries this week, and none of them simple ones.” He blew out a long, slow breath.
Abby watched them both. This all seemed so . . . normal. She wasn’t sure what she’d expected when she walked in here. Instant ravaging, maybe? Certainly not this. She smiled and sipped her drink, feeling more assured about the decision she’d made. They were doing this for her benefit, to relax her, and she knew it.
“What are your plans now that you’re finished with school, Abby?” Seth asked.
“Mmm, not sure. Start a practice somewhere.”
“Oh, break my heart. More competition,” Mike teased.
“I don’t think you have to worry about me,” Abby said.
“Famous last words.” Mike drained his glass and pointed to hers as he stood. “Another drink?”
She took another swallow of her cocktail, then placed it on the table and stood to face Mike. They’d let her do this all night, and she knew it. If something was going to happen, she was going to have to make the first move. “I think we’ve made enough small talk tonight, don’t you?”
Though her heart was pounding, she turned to Seth and held out her hand. He took it, and she gave it a small tug to get him to stand. Facing them both, she said, “I’m warm, I’m relaxed, and I’d like to finish what the three of us started on the balcony at the club.”
Now she had their attention in a way that made her mouth water. Seth arched a brow, and Mike cast her a lazy grin.
Just say it, Abby. Before you lose your nerve. This was her chance to live out every fantasy she’d ever masturbated to.
“I’d really like it if you’d both undress me.”
six
Mike set his glass down and approached her, his half smile making her legs quiver. Seth squeezed her hand. A sign of reassurance? He would do that, wouldn’t he?
“You sure?” Seth asked.
“Yes,” she whispered. It was all she was capable of voicing right now.
Mike moved to her other side and nuzzled her neck, his lips pressing down against her pulse point there. When he licked her, she shivered.
“Are you wet, Abby?” he murmured against her neck.
She nodded, her breath catching in her throat.
“Good. I want your pussy soaked and dripping down your legs.”
Seth kissed the palm of her hand. “You make me hard just looking at you, watching how your body responds.” He stepped closer, his fingertips blazing a sensual trail up her inner arm. “The way you shiver when you’re touched, the way your pupils dilate so fast.”
He threaded his arm around her waist, resting his fingers just above her ass. She wanted him to pull her dress up and plunge his fingers inside her. But she didn’t move.
“How long has it been since you were fucked?” Seth asked.
“Several years.”
“Not just fucked. Well-fucked,” Mike added.
She turned to him, wanting to dive into the darkness of his eyes. “Never.”
He nodded. “Thought so. That changes tonight.”
Spasms of untamed desire waved through her belly, Mike’s words promising more than she could ever hope for.
Seth moved his hand upward, taking his time to skim over the exposed flesh of her back. Abby watched his face, then turned to Mike, enraptured by the looks the two of them gave each other, as if they instinctively knew what to do.
“You’ve done this before,” she said in realization.
“Yes,” Seth said, then looked down at her. “Does that bother you?”
“No.” And it really didn’t. It probably should, but tonight she didn’t care.
“We don’t make a habit of it, Abby,” Seth said. “It just happened a couple times before. We’ve known each other a lot of years.”
Abby half-shifted to face Seth. “I don’t care what you did before tonight. I just want you both to fuck me. And make it good.”
Seth glided his fingers underneath the straps of her dress and slid them down her arms, letting them fall to her elbows. Mike moved in behind her, his body nestling against her back. He grasped the bodice of her dress and pulled it down, baring her to the waist, then