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became your first priority. Tiffany had always hoped her parents would love and
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respect the man she chose to marry when and if that ever happened but she d
known who she would choose if it came down to it.
She would put her husband s feelings and needs first. If she were Travis, what
Aaron needed would be her first priority. Protecting her mama s feelings would come
second.
So you d tell Mama all about Aaron and Travis if your happy ever after three-way came
true?
Oh man. Could she tell Mama she shared her bed with two men? Tiffany was sure
her mama suspected she d been with more than two men in her life, but Barbie would
never dream her little girl had been with two men at the same time. She would have a
heart attack. Literally, there was a chance news like that would send her already sky-
high blood pressure shooting through the roof with disastrous consequences.
Tiffany took Travis hand in hers and squeezed.
Think about it later. Tiffany was talking to herself as much as to Trav. There was
no need for her to worry about what to tell her mama. Neither Travis nor Aaron had
made any noises about continuing a relationship with her after tonight. She was putting
the cart before the horse. Hell, she probably didn t even have a cart. Or a horse.
But she had the next few hours and, like Aaron had said, she thought they should
make the most of them.
My brain isn t as easy to control as you might think, Travis said, though he let
himself be pulled out of the bathroom.
Come on, Travis, you know there ain t a thought in that pretty little head of
yours, Tiffany teased, determined to recapture the fun, sassy feel of earlier in the
evening.
You d be right about that a lot of the time. Travis grinned. At least not any
thought worth sharing with good Christian people.
I think you d be surprised about some good Christian people. Tiffany paused
near the large oak bar, tugging on the men s hands. It seemed a shame to head straight
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back to bed without taking advantage of everything the room had to offer. Some of us
are also very naughty when we want to be.
Tiffany turned the men loose and climbed up onto the barstool. She reached over
the bar, grabbing a tiny bottle of whiskey from the collection on the counter. There were
dozens of bottles, enough to get ten grown men drunk and still have a few left over. She
supposed most people who booked a room this size planned on having quite a party.
That could be fun, she supposed, but not nearly as fun as being alone with the two men
behind her.
She could feel their eyes drifting over her body as she stayed bent over the bar. The
knowledge that they were looking at her bare pussy made her ache, made her lips
plump and swell and the slick place between her legs get slicker. One of them was
going to make a move to touch her if she stayed like this much longer. She wondered
which one of them it would be.
Aaron. His large hand smoothed over her hip and his thumb teased close to her
opening, making her gasp.
Want a drink? Tiffany asked.
I think I want two if it means you ll stay like this for a few more minutes. Aaron
laughed softly, but Travis didn t join in. She guessed he was still pouting. But he
wouldn t be for long, not if she had anything to say about it.
What about you, Trav? You want a drink? Tiffany looked over her shoulder just
as Aaron slid his thumb inside her. She sighed and her eyes fluttered closed, but not
before she saw the desire on Travis face. He was ready to play. He just needed a little
more encouragement. How about a shot?
She reluctantly pulled away from Aaron and turned around, shifting her ass up
onto the bar and then lying down on her back. She twisted open the mini bottle of
whiskey with a grin in the men s direction. She could tell Travis was getting the idea,
but Aaron still looked a little puzzled. But then Aaron wasn t the kind to go to strip
joints where the girls offered body shots. Travis was.
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Tiffany enjoyed strip clubs from time to time, when she was in the mood for cheesy
music, cheesier outfits and watching silly men drool over women they d convinced
themselves actually cared about their problems. Other times, however, she preferred to
head for home when her coworkers at Fantasies Unlimited decided to have a strip club
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