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“Darlin", besides Dallas, that was the best blow job I have ever gotten.” He said falling back into the bed, pulled her up so she was even with him, and began kissing her. She felt Dallas push her legs apart and pull her thighs over his hips.

“Baby, wrap yourself around me.” He growled and put his cock to her entrance as she complied. She did not think she would have another orgasm, so she was ready to let the man take her since he did not have the privilege of getting off.

“Are you on the pill?” Noah said and Bailey nodded turning her head to look at Dallas prepare to take her.

She saw him smile and reach up to cup her cheek before he pushed inside of her slowly.

“Holy Shit!” She screamed as he stretched her out to fit him. She thought Noah was big, but Dallas was a lot thicker and filled her completely. She moaned and writhed beneath him trying to get him to move.

Noah chuckled and said, “Dal, I think our baby likes that. Sweetheart, you should feel him in your ass, it is a slice of heaven. As soon as we get you stretched and ready, we will both take you at the same time. You will be so full with our cocks; you won"t know what to do.”

Bailey looked at Noah with wide eyes, thinking about what he was saying but before she could question what he was saying, Dallas began to move. He withdrew and slammed back into her, gritting his teeth, “Damn it, Noah, I wanted to go slow, but you got me all hot and bothered too quick thinking about you taking her pussy while I take her ass and fucking her silly.”

Noah chuckled a little, reached between his two lovers and pulled Dallas"s sack teasingly, and then moved to Bailey"s clit. He rubbed and continued to switch back and forth, touching both of them and talking the entire time about what they were going to do with her in the future. It did not take long for Dallas and Bailey to begin to increase their movements in frenzy. Dallas finally reached and held on to her hips, bringing her to him as he continued to pump and grind against her pussy. Bailey was excited when she felt the first tingling of another orgasm building and didn"t wait for Dallas to fall off the mountain. She thought she was done, but Noah relentlessly massaged her clit until she was coming again. It felt like her orgasm would go on forever, milking Dallas"s cock, as he cried loudly he was joining her. Finally, he collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily and Bailey loved the feel of his weight on her, so she wrapped her legs and arms tighter around him so he would not move.

Noah pulled Dallas"s head up by his hair and growled at his lover, “My turn, get off buddy,” Bailey giggled when Dallas moaned in protest but pulled away from her. She had four orgasms already and could die a happy woman, but when the guys switched places and began to work her over again, she thought she was really going to die from pleasure. Noah was longer than Dallas, and she felt him hit the back of her opening, causing a different sizzle run through her.

She heard Dallas open the drawer next to the bed and looked to see what he was doing.

He had a tube of lube out, squeezing it on to his fingers. She watched as he covered two of his digits and wagged his eyebrow to her and slid to the edge of the bed and reached behind Noah. She laughed when she saw Noah"s eyes cross, as Dallas obviously began to finger his hole.

“Dal, harder,” Noah cried and increase his pace. Dallas reached around and fingered her clit at the same time and Bailey was caught again in the wonder that these men were bringing her to another climax.

“FUCKIN" A, Babe, give it to me.” Noah ordered and they both crashed over the edge together.

They collapsed on the bed together, panting and exhausted. Dallas was the first to move, going to the bathroom getting two hot washcloths; bringing them back to his lovers and cleaning them. They situated her in between the two of them on the bed and covered them with the warm sheet. The last thing she remembered before she fell asleep was Noah whispering to Dallas, “Dal, we found her.” Chapter 7

Bailey woke up and stretched out, feeling aches in places she had never had before. She opened her eyes a small slit and saw she was still in the guy"s room, but she was alone.

She sat up and pulled the silky sheet with her, looking for the two men. They had woken her two more times during the night, fulfilled all of her fantasies, and added a few. She grinned and slid to the edge of the bed and went to the bathroom. When she was done, she intended to go to her room and get ready for the day, but when she entered her room through the connecting door, Dallas was standing there, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed and still very naked. Her eyes widened as she looked over every inch of the very built man. When she reached his eyes, she smiled shyly and felt her face turn red.

“Baby, what are you doing?” He said sternly and stood up straight. “You are supposed to stay in bed, Noah made breakfast, and we were going to feed you. Go back the other way,” he said pointing towards their room.

“Dallas, I need to get clothes on.” She said laughing and trying to get around him.

“Nope, I have to change the bandage, give you your pills, and get you settled for the day in bed. We are having a play date.” He said and wiggled his eyebrows at her. She laughed and shook her head.

“I can"t, I have things to get done.” She said.

“Such as?” He growled and stopped trying to push her.

Bailey bowed her head, trying to figure out how to tell him she needed to get ready to leave. She loved last night and wished it would be forever, but she still knew these guys were going to get tired of her and after last night, she knew she would never survive it.

She was already half in love with the both of them, it would not take much to push her over, and she could not chance that she would be heartbroken.

Dallas seemed to get more and more agitated as she stood before him not talking.

Finally, he lifted her head to look into her eyes and he knew what she was planning.

“Oh, hell no you don"t,” he said and called loudly, “Noah we got a problem.” Bailey closed her eyes tightly, knowing she needed to get herself together if she were going to convince these two men to let her go. She had never had a one-night stand in her life and refused to think of it in those terms. One night, one beautiful, fulfilling, amazing night but that was all it could be. She slowly opened her eyes to see two very pissed naked Gods before her. She squeaked when Dallas tried to pull her toward them.

“Let me get dressed and we can talk. Please.” She begged.

“No.” Dallas said and spread his form to ensure she could not get to her room.

Noah sighed and said, “Darlin", I don"t know what is going through that pretty little head of yours, but whatever you feel you need to say, be done with it so we can get back to our morning after party.”

Bailey knew she was going to have to say something good to get these men to leave her alone. “I need space; this is all just too much. Yesterday, I was targeted by the mob, had two handsome guys rescue me and lose my job, apartment, and life. I need to get a grip here. I understand that I need to talk to the attorneys and get it all sorted out. What I really need is to figure out where I am going from here. I cannot stay here forever, I need a plan.”

“We have a plan; you just refuse to see it!” Dallas yelled at her.

“Dallas, do you know how crazy you sound when you say I am staying here forever? You have no idea what I"m like. You may have gotten a background check done on me, but you don"t know me. Look at you two, you have a club, drive great cars, and date beautiful women. I like to stay at home, curled up with a good book, and read until my eyes are sore. I like to go to the same restaurants all the time because I hate trying something new. I like to play the Sudoku puzzle in the paper everyday „cause I like numbers. When I go on a trip, it takes me months to plan where I"m going, what I will do. I"m not like you guys, I"m not impulsive, and that word is not in my vocabulary. It is your favorite word; I know this because I look at you and see it. You both love the thrill of the hunt. I don"t; besides, you caught me, and now let me go.” She said tears flowing down her cheeks again. Darn it, when was she going to stop crying? She was not usually this weepy, but there were too many emotions close to the surface, so they were boiling over.

“Did you think we were scratching an itch last night?” Dallas bellowed, which caused Noah to flinch and look at the other man.

“Dal, let me handle this.” He whispered and turned back to Bailey, looking determined to convince her she was wrong. “Bailey, you have not even given us a chance, instead you are judging us before you even know the real us too. I love going to bookstores and finding good books to read. Dallas love antiquing on the weekends, hunting the small flea markets, trying to find some treasure. Yeah, sometimes we are impulsive and travel on the fly, but the majority of times we"re homebodies too. Just because we own a club does not mean we"re there every night, partying it up. In fact, if you must know, the last time I was there was months ago. Dallas only goes to the office to make sure the orders are done. We have someone who runs the business we own. As long as there are not any major problems, we stay out of it. Now, that wasn"t true when we first started out, but we have sown all of our oats and are ready to settle down. I thought you understood what we were saying. We want a family, kids, dog, the whole shebang, not just a woman to be a plaything. No, we want a woman to be our partner, our cornerstone. Why are you fighting this? I know you feel it, just like we do.” She looked between the two men, looking to see if they were telling the truth, it was useless since they probably believed she would fit in with them. She knew after a while they would realize she was a frumpy, boring account they should not waste their time on. The question was how long would it take and would she do it. Bailey knew she should call it good, but a part of her wanted to believe so much that they were telling her the truth.

“Guys, I just do not know if I am strong enough for this,” she whispered. “If you throw me out after a few weeks, okay, but what if it is next year? I couldn"t handle it, nor afford it for that matter. I need to think about the long term.”

“Damn it, Bailey, what are we talking about here? There are no guarantees in life, I could fall and break my neck, Noah could figure out he likes girls more than me, life is a crapshoot. We can draw up a contract if that will make you feel better, you could stop being so stubborn and agree to marry us now, then we wouldn"t have to worry about this shit anymore. I will gladly sign a pre-nup, taking care of you for the rest of your life if you get tired of us but baby; you have to step into the game first.” Dallas ground out.

“I swear I won"t get tired of that luscious little body, Darlin", but if it will make you feel better, I agree with Dal, let"s get it in writing and then stop all this mess.” Noah said.

“I just don"t know, I can"t think when we"re all naked, standing in a bathroom. Give me some time, please.” She begged.

Dallas threw up his hands and left the doorway, slamming through her door and into the living area. She could hear him slamming through the loft until there was silence. Noah looked sadly at her and said, “Breakfast is on the table, baby.” He turned to follow Dallas slowly.

Bailey felt the tears gather again and swiped a hand across her face, refusing to have another breakdown for the second morning in a row. She went to her room, pulled a robe on, went, and looked for something to eat. She almost started crying again, when she saw what Noah had made for them this morning. There were three plates heaped with heart shaped pancakes covered with fresh strawberries and whipped cream all on breakfast trays. She saw the one she knew was hers and put a hand over her mouth. It had a vase with red roses in the corner and a cup of black coffee, just like she liked it and three glasses of different juices, since he did not know what she liked. She noticed there was orange juice on both of the other trays as well as coffee. She picked up hers, took it back to her room, and sat eating a lonely, excellent breakfast by herself, because she was a chicken shit.

Bailey ate the whole thing while she cried silently, because the guys were so sweet to have gone to so much trouble. She saw a box under the side of her plate and pulled it out. She gasped when she opened it and saw a necklace inside. It was a long silver chain with three diamond tags dangling from it. She started to cry harder when she saw Dallas and Noah"s name on two of them. When she turned the last one over, it ripped her heart out when she saw her name. How was that possible? Bailey traced each of the letters with her trembling fingers and knew she was an idiot.

She fell to the bed and began sobbing in earnest, why couldn"t she accept that someone could care about her? Defective! She screamed to herself.

No one came to comfort her this time, because she had hurt them. Just as well, she thought, get it over now so it won"t hurt so badly the next time. She got up, scrubbed her face, and put the necklace back into the box. Bailey stood under the shower, refusing to think of the bath in her room she longed to use. Just one more thing she needed to get away from, it was all a fantasy. She gingerly took off the bandage and used the mirror to look at her wound. She cleaned it the best she could and redressed it with another bandage. She remembered last night how the guys had made sure her wound was protected when they made love to her. She dressed slowly, dragging out the time, so she could gather her strength to make it a clean break. She knew there was a phone in the living area, so she crept back into the room and grabbed it before the guys saw her.

She pulled the card from the States Attorney"s office and called the number written on the back, waiting for him to answer. She was having second thoughts about her plan when a man answered the phone. Bailey asked to speak to the agent in charge of her case and was transferred immediately.

“Miss Stent, what can I do for you?” A smooth voice said to her. She realized she had no idea who she was talking to. When she called, she assumed the man she met at the hospital would be her case manager, but she was disappointed to find out she had been assigned another person. She explained her situation and she became uneasy when the man seemed to be excited about the prospect of her leaving the two men. He asked for a few days to get things arranged and promising to call later on in the week with a definite plan, they hung up. Bailey was feeling very uneasy now, because not only did she really not want to leave, she did not like the man who she was supposed to trust with her life.