“And can I just point out how jealous I am of that fact?”
“Anyway, I made it halfway to my truck when Kyle stopped me. Then Hank showed up and saw Kyle holding my upper arms and warned Kyle to get his hands off. Kyle let me go and shoved Hank. Hank shoved Kyle back. . . .”
Lainie sat on the edge of the bed and shot Tanna a dark look. “This is not where you insert, ‘That is so romantic.’ It was horrible. These guys are really good friends. There’s no way I can choose one over the other. So I broke up with both of them and left.”
“That’s it?”
“I thought so until this morning. They showed up here. Together. To talk about me leaving last night. And Kyle told me he was kicked off the EBS tour and he’s competing in the CRA.”
“Oh, no.”
“Oh, yes. So I’ll be seeing both of them all the time. But that’s not all they wanted to discuss with me.” Lainie gnawed on her cheek. She trusted Tanna, but Kyle and Hank’s suggestion of sharing her sounded . . . outlandish.
“Come on. You cannot be seriously thinking about not telling me, Lainie.”
“Fine, but you have to promise on your championship AFR belt buckle and your grandma’s secret noodle recipe that you will not tell another person. Ever.”
Tanna held up her hand in a scout’s-honor pose. “I swear by all that I hold holy, Granny’s noodles and my beloved gold buckle, that I will take this secret to my grave.”
Lainie blurted, “Hank and Kyle wanna share me. Like, at-the-same-time type of sharing me.”
“Holy freakin’ shit.” Tanna’s big gray eyes went comically wide. “They’re offering you a threesome? With them?”
“Yes! Can you believe it?”
“Well? What did you say?”
How could she confess to losing the power of coherent thought once they’d started kissing her in tandem?
She couldn’t. Not yet anyway. But clearly they expected a lot from her. A lot of naughty sexual things she’d imagined, but never mustered the guts to try—or, more accurately, had never been offered the chance to try.
“Please tell me you said yes, Lainie.”
Her gaze flew to Tanna’s. “You’re not appalled?”
“Hell, no. I’m jealous.”
“So you’re telling me you’d do it?”
“If they’d asked me? Girl, I’da jumped ’em both so fast I might’ve knocked teeth out.” Tanna grinned cheekily. “Look, obviously they both think you’re hot in the sack. Since you’ve been nekkid with them, multiple times, they each know exactly how to push your buttons. Having two gorgeous guys willing to satisfy your every sexual craving? Sign. Me. Up. And since we’re being completely honest, for the record, it wouldn’t be the first time for me.”
Lainie stared at Tanna, half-amazed, half . . . not surprised at all. “You’ve been in a threesome?”
“Yep. Appalled?” she teased.
“No. Just . . . intrigued as to how it came about, I guess.”
“Happened on the spur of the moment. Got a little crazy one night with my boyfriend and his best buddy. We ended up spending the entire weekend in bed. It was awesome.” She gave Lainie a pointed look. “No, it’s not my current boy toy or anyone that you know. We broke up a couple of months afterward, but I don’t regret a damn thing.”
Regret wasn’t Lainie’s main concern.
“Did you give them an answer?” Tanna asked.
“No. But they didn’t demand one either. They told me to think about it and we’d talk after the rodeo tonight.”
“See? That right there is exactly why you should do this. Hank and Kyle will try their damnedest to outdo each other in making you scream. They’ll see what turns you flaming hot—by watching the other guy. The bonus? They already know what you like in bed, so they’ll try to kick up the kink a notch or ten. So the person who benefits the most in this situation is . . . you.”
Leave it to Tanna to cut to the chase. Lainie was curious about the logistics of two men and one woman in the throes of passion. How it’d feel to have two hard cocks demanding entrance into her body. Two sets of hands squeezing and stroking. Two mouths. Two tongues. Two cocks. Yeah. She was kind of stuck on that mental image.
“Here’s my advice. Try it. If you don’t like it you can still walk away, break up with them or whatever. But you’ll be kicking yourself years down the road when you’re a blue-haired little old lady if you don’t seize the chance now.”
Lainie flopped back on the bed and sighed. “You’re right. For once in my life, I’m cutting loose. What happens, happens. No fear, no regrets, no holding back. I’m a woman in her sexual prime; hear me roar. Balls to the wall, right?”
“Right.” Tanna flopped on her back right next to Lainie on the bed. They stared up at the stained ceiling tiles. “On a purely selfish note, I hate knowin’ that you’re getting laid all the damn time and I’m not.”
“Tanna, you could get laid every night of the week by a different cowboy if you wanted. I’ve watched them ask you. Watched you turn every one of them down in the last two months.” Lainie paused, knowing this was a touchy subject. “Are you really that crazy about Steve?”
“Yes. No. Hell, who knows? I was. It sucks because I can feel him pulling away and I can’t do a damn thing about it. Sounds stupid, but the more he pulls away the harder I want to hold on to him.”