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then the other two will be free to have a woman
that’s just his. In combination, they were the perfect boyfriend. How
could I ever choose? I love them all.
    Dawson darted his tongue into her mouth. She let him deepen
the kiss, and his rough hands gripped her head. His fingers tangled in her
hair. Dawson groaned against her mouth, and she explored his warmth with her
tongue. Her eyes closed and she let the security of Cade’s arms and lusty
caress of Dawson’s mouth lull her into a hypnotic trance. Her body hummed with
awareness. If the men suggested she let them fuck her in the limo, she wouldn’t
be able to refuse.
    Dawson pulled away from her fast and rough, just like his
flare of passion, to gaze into her face. Her eyes fluttered open and their eyes
met. There was a shadow of an emotion she couldn’t fully name in his face, and
the lines around his mouth and eyes deepened. His expression confused her.
    “How long until we get to your home?” Nebraska asked in a
tight voice. “I can’t wait to see you naked. I’ve missed how good you taste.”
    She turned and noticed his erection straining against his
fly.
    Dawson pinched her left nipple through her shirt and bra.
Heat erupted in her cheeks and a little whimper escaped her. Wet heat made her
shift uncomfortably on Cade’s lap.
    “I can smell you, darlin’. You’re so hot I can feel you
against my thigh.”
    Franny groaned. She’d missed Cade calling her darling. When
she’d dreamed of them, his voice had haunted her for hours after she’d woken
up. Those mornings she’d seen through a haze of tears as she opened her eyes on
a world without them.
    She turned her head and leaned forward to press her mouth
against Cade’s. He groaned in response and the sound was low and feral, deep in
the back of his throat. His mouth consumed hers with a delicious need that left
her shaking in his arms. The delicate ache in her womb exploded to tighten her
pussy and leave her gasping with momentary agony. Her wicked body demanded she
fuck them right now, but they displayed incredible control. She wanted them to
throw her down and take her savagely, but they all managed their lust far
better than she was.
    Franny tore her mouth off Cade’s and gazed into his
beautiful eyes, looking for any sign he wanted her as much as she wanted him. “I
want you to fuck me,” she said in a quiet, soft voice.
    He grinned, which completely infuriated her, and he shook
his head no.
    “I’m going to take my time with you, darlin’. A man who
doesn’t savor such a delicious banquet ain’t much of a man,” he drawled in a soft
growl. Hearing the suffering in his tone only inflamed her nuclear-blast-level
lust. If he didn’t give in, she’d knew she’d never survive.
    Each of her breaths were little pants. Seeing the changes in
him constricted her heart. He’d sent her away to live, but had stayed to die.
He didn’t have to tell her, she could see the shadow of illness shrouding his
powerful masculinity. The sight made her hurt as nothing else could.
    “Don’t ever let go of me again,” she demanded as she hugged
him tight.
    “I won’t. I learned my lesson. I was starving for you, and I
just couldn’t die fast enough to suit me.”
    “I’m glad you didn’t die.”
    “I’m glad I made it too, but for a while I hated every
heartbeat because it was another moment I didn’t have you.” Cade’s breath made
the hair at her temple tickle before he pressed a kiss to her forehead.
    “He was a real asshole. I told him you’d be pissed if he
died,” Dawson chimed in.
    His voice pulled her out of her intensity and she managed to
draw a good breath into her lungs. She pulled away from Cade, scooted off his
lap, and sat down next to him. If she didn’t cool down, she’d jump them in the
limo. They were too close to home for that, and considering what had awaited
them at the terminal, she imagined more than one crafty media person would
think to find her home address and stake