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passable?”
    “I’ve seen guys with big dicks and the poor fellas didn’t know what to do with them.”
    “I know what to do,” Nick ground out.
    She touched his cock with the tip of her finger, dropping her voice into a soft, sultry drawl Nick was sure she’d used to seduce other men. “Then show me, big fella.”
    Nick growled, his blood humming through his veins, lust wreaking havoc with what little was left of his control. “Woman, you’ve about pushed all my buttons.”
    She skimmed her hand over his length all the way to his balls. “As long as one of them was the on switch.”
    Unable to resist a moment longer, he scooped her up in his arms and carried her toward the bedroom and the mattress still lying on the floor.
    Cory stood in the middle of the living room, his shoulders sagging. “Does that mean I don’t get a lesson?”
    Lacey leaned up over Nick’s shoulder. “No, that means, come on, we’re gonna rumble!”
    Cory started forward.
    Nick growled again. “I didn’t say I’d be party to a ménage.”
    The younger McBride ground to a halt. “So, what’s it to be? Am I in or out?”
    Lacey leaned back in Nick’s arms and stared up at him. “If Cory isn’t invited, you can put me down. I want both of you, and if I can’t have what I want, I’ll take my pizza and go home.”
    “Damn your pizza.” For a long moment, he stared down at her. Then his shoulders rose and fell and he flung a look over his shoulder. “The lady wants you too.” 
    “A good thing. That’s my bed you’re aiming for.”
    Nick groaned again. Damn this entire situation. He’d get in for a good fuck and send this broad back to her apartment. No strings, no call me later …nothing. In and out and that would be the end of it.
    What was it he’d learned in college literature? Best laid plans of mice and men…
    Nick soon learned that Lacey had other plans and a quick in and out wasn’t one of them.

Chapter Two
    After a rocky start, Lacey was well on her way to scratching her itch with not one but two handsome men. Life didn’t get better. So what if one of them frowned like a grizzly with a sore paw. He had a cock that could make a horse blush, and she was about to get some of it.
    And if the old biddies of the Temptation Garden Club got wind of her ménage with a couple of guys living in the same house as she was, all the better.
    She’d come down the stairs with low to no expectations of getting laid, but once she set eyes on Nick, the guy she’d been drooling over at the Ugly Stick, her hopes grew, as did Nick’s magnificent cock.
    The man was tall and broad shouldered, with wavy, dark hair that hung long around his ears. He had that slightly weathered look of a man who had a little bit of life experience. It was far past sexy and had her body humming with desire.
    The two men might be brothers, but they were as different as night and day. Cory with his long silky mane of white-blond hair and blue eyes and Nick with his unruly dark locks and deep brown eyes. Yum.
    Lacey knew Cory, and wouldn’t mind a bit of play with the gorgeous stripper, but Nick…
    Now, there was a real man.
    She expected him to lay her on the mattress, instead, he tossed her.
    Lacey squealed, landing with a soft thump, her pulse quickening with the little bit of rough play.
    Nick pointed a finger at her. “Get this straight. No strings.”
    She nodded, letting her lips curl into a sassy, sexy smile. “That’s my rule in any relationship. No strings.”
    “I’m not going to call you tomorrow, so don’t bother waiting by the phone.”
    “No phone.” She leaned up on her elbows and stroked her finger over her jean-clad crotch. “You’re making me wet with anticipation, cowboy.”
    “And I’m only doing this ménage thing once.” He glanced down at his stiff erection. “Because if I don’t, I’m going to hurt all night long.”
    She scrambled to her knees and reached up to stroke his cock. “Can’t have you hurtin’,