Morgan took the jelly butt plug out of the package and placed it on the table beside the lubricant. He fought the fluttering in his stomach as he thought about inserting the toy in Jude’s ass. Hell, his hands were shaking at the thought. She had him turned wrong side out.

He wanted to do it slowly and take his time watching her learn about pleasure. When the time was right, he would be the one to breach her virgin territory.

Morgan looked at Dallas over Jude’s head, knowing the time was right.

“Get undressed,” he mouthed. With a little tug, he pulled Jude out of Dallas’s arms and into his own. The moment he had her in his embrace, he lowered his lips to hers. He loved the sweet honey taste of her as he slipped his tongue inside.

She pressed against him, eager and willing. Her soft breasts mashed against his chest, and she pushed her hips into him, rubbing against his erection. Morgan cupped his hands down over her ass, lifting her up so that his rigid cock thrust against her pussy.

“You’ve got to trust us, Jude.” He dropped his forehead against hers, rubbing up and down the length of her back with his hands. “Can you do that?”

Jude nodded, tightening her arms around his waist. Morgan wanted to take her right then. He wanted to forget about the deal and bury himself inside of her until they became one. Ignoring his passion for her, he made himself go slowly. He knew if they wanted a chance to make this work, it had to be a careful seduction. He wanted Jude too much to frighten her away by moving too forcefully.

“Your turn,” Dallas said. “I’ll take over for a while.”

Morgan stripped out of his clothes in record time, watching his best friend with the woman Morgan thought he might be in love with. Hell, he’d wanted her since the day he first saw her. Jude’s simple beauty could make any man want her. But it wasn’t until he got to know her that he thought he might be falling in love.

Jude Wheeler had it all—looks, personality, and intelligence. He loved the way her blue eyes sparkled with laughter at the shit Dallas spouted to her. He respected the way she campaigned for her causes and fought to keep Parrish a small but prosperous community. Most of all, he loved the way she held her head high despite her mother-in-law’s snide remarks about Sinful Pleasures. She held her ground even during her ex-husband’s interference in her business. Jude was a sexy, tough, and beautiful woman, a woman Morgan wanted to get closer to. He’d have already been dating her if he hadn’t known his best friend felt the same way.

It wasn’t like he and Dallas hadn’t done this before, but it just hadn’t meant anything then. They’d spent time with other women who liked a ménage scene, but the women weren’t interested in long-term relationships, and neither were they. Everyone involved knew it was fun and games, but Jude was different. It mattered a hell of a lot to him, and he knew it did to Dallas, too.

Morgan watched Dallas ease Jude down onto the bed, kissing her as he pushed her back against the velvet comforter and mound of soft pillows. She lay quietly in the center of the bed, her body beginning to tremble again as she waited. Her fear tightened Morgan’s stomach, making him want to protect her from the world.

“Why are you nervous?” Dallas brushed a strand of hair back from her face, dropping a kiss on her forehead.

“I don’t know what to do. Or what you expect of me…”

“Shh.” Morgan put his fingers across her lips. “We’ll teach you everything, Jude. All you have to do is let us pleasure you and to obey us when we ask for something.”

“I’ve never been very good at obeying.” Jude’s blue eyes held a hint of challenge as she stared back at Morgan.

“Then you’ll get a lot of spankings, won’t you? Is that what you want, Jude?”

“I don’t like to be spanked.”

Morgan laughed, reading the lie on her face. “I think it turned you on, darlin’, and I think that scares you a little bit. You’ve always been in control, haven’t you?”

Jude nodded her head yes.

“Then maybe it’s time for you to let someone else take over.”

* * * *

Scares me a little bit? More like a freaking lot, Jude thought as she felt herself squirm with anticipation.

What the hell was happening to her? She’d never been the type of woman to want a man to dominate her. Yet, Morgan and Dallas had her dripping with their threats of spanking and macho sexuality. Did she really want someone to take charge and take all the decisions out of her hands?

Or maybe, she told herself, this was just another step in her sexual journey. She hadn’t been lying when she told the men she wanted to experience everything. Morgan was right, how would she know if she never tried something.

She really hadn’t experienced much more than vanilla sex with her uptight husband, and those encounters always left her feeling frustrated instead of fulfilled. Jude thought it time to find out what she really wanted, and these were the two men she trusted enough to teach her.

“What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to roll over on your stomach, darlin’. Then I want you to relax.”

“That’s not likely.” Jude’s voice came out a breathless little laugh. She felt her pussy clench and her stomach muscles bunch in a mixture of fear and expectation.

“Okay, then we’ll let Dallas help you relax.” Morgan shot a look at Dallas. “You want to let our little filly ride you?”

“Fuck yeah.” Dallas rolled on to his back, and Jude felt him pick her up as if she weighed nothing. He settled her on top of him, grinning mischievously. “Wanna take a ride, little filly?”

Jude felt close to hyperventilating, but she settled herself on her knees and positioned her hips over his. She felt Morgan’s hands behind her, pulling the material of the bodysuit aside and spreading the crotch farther apart.

“She’s ready.”