After closing up the bar, Daniel grabbed a bottle of wine and three bottles of water, and we made the short journey to my third-floor room.

"Shit. I should have brought up a wine glass. I hate drinking out of plastic." Daniel complained as he unwrapped a sterile cup from the bathroom.

"Spoken like a true mixologist," said Abeo. "We promise not to judge. Right June?"

"I don't know. It doesn't bode well for his reputation."

They laughed as I reclined on the bed. The trip up to the room had my head spinning.

"I have to say, June, you've really made my night." Daniel poured wine to the rim of his plastic cup and sucked from the top. "I can't remember the last time I had this much fun on a Friday night."

"Hey? I've been making an effort to spice up your Fridays?" Abeo said.

"But you usually can't get here until I'm about to close. June made dinner hour tolerable."

"I'm happy to be of service." I waved from the bed, and Abeo dove for the mattress. I quickly rolled out of the way, and he missed tackling me by inches.

"Let's have a Q and A," he said. "June, what's your favorite position in bed?"

His question didn't surprise me. We'd been flirting all night. "Doggie-style. It gets to those hard-to-reach places."

The boys smiled at each other, and I swear I saw a twinkle in their eyes.

"Where's the craziest place you've had sex?" I asked, pointing to Daniel.

"Me? Um . . . behind the Embassy Suites bar."

"No shit, bro?" Abeo laughed as he snuggled against my thigh and rested his chin on my belly. "Anyone I know?"

"Yes, which is why I'm not telling you."

"Aw."

"It's my turn," Daniel said. "Abeo, how many girls have you had sex with?"

Abeo pushed his lips into a pout, and I felt his jaw clench. "Enough to know how to do it."

"How many is that?" Daniel pressed.

I could tell this was a sensitive topic for Abeo, and I was pretty sure Daniel knew it too. I brushed my fingers across Abeo's cheek, unsure whether the gesture would help. A second later, he was on his knees, straddling me. He brought his face up close to mine, filling the air between us with the bite of Jameson.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked.

"How can I turn down a sincere request like that?"

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he collided roughly into me in a powerful kiss. I imagined how he might be on the lacrosse field. There was no mistaking how turned-on he was as he ground against my hip. His tongue entered my mouth, lunging like a goaltender reaching for the ball. What position did he play? I forgot to ask.

When he finished with my mouth, he smiled at me. "How'd I do?"

"I didn't realize I was supposed to be scoring you."

"You're not." He sat back on his heels. "I guess that was more for me."

"Well, I've got no complaints." His passionate kiss had my engine revving, and I glanced at Daniel. "Go easy on your friend. I've only kissed two girls, so I'm no expert in that arena, but Abeo has enthusiasm going for him."

Abeo laughed while Daniel downed everything in his cup. Then he poured another and sat on a chair across the room. "I am so turned on right now. How about I watch you two make out while I get drunk?"

"Don't be that way, Danny boy. I'm sure June will enjoy your kisses."

Daniel's eyes swiveled to me. "I don't think I can handle the pressure. June's a force of nature."

"You two are hilarious. I'm good to spend the night watching porn if you'd rather."

"Fuck no. I'm all in." Abeo straddled me again, rubbing his hardness against my thigh, and I grabbed his belt loops, letting him know I was all in too.

"Fine." Daniel downed his second glass of Chardonnay like it was water and stood from his chair. "Since there are three of us, we need to establish the no fly zones."

While I appreciated his concern for my comfort, I honestly couldn't think of anything I wasn't open to. "As long as there's plenty of latex, I'm good to go."

Daniel smirked. "Even still, we'll always ask for permission. We take good care of our guests here at the Embassy Suites."

"I feel like I'm in a castle filled with talking clocks and candelabras."

"Would that mean Daniel and I are beasts? Or is one of us Gaston? I love role playing." Abeo smiled down at me, and I noticed he had a dimple on one cheek.

"You can be whoever you want. Would you like to undress me, Prince Abeo?"

"I would love to, Princess June." He swiftly managed the button on my dress pants. Before he went for the zipper, he pushed my shirt up and brought his mouth down to my navel.

Once again, he used his tongue expertly, twirling, sucking, and kissing my skin. I didn't realize he had unzipped my pants until I felt the fabric being tugged down my legs. He was good.

Abeo massaged my thighs as he continued his exploration. His hands were surprisingly smooth for an athlete, although he may not have played in a while. Another question I didn't ask. I felt a burst of warm air between my legs and found his head buried there. He tongued me through my panties, making my sex tingle. If he didn't have much experience with women, he was doing an excellent job of faking it.

While Abeo played with my girl parts, I watched Daniel undress at the side of the bed, his lips held slightly parted as he enjoyed the show. His body reminded me of the boys I knew in high school—the pale, toned musculature of youth. He admitted that he didn't exercise much but he'd worked at his dad's manufacturing plant until graduation. Although it wasn't his body I admired as much as his sense of humor and outlook on life. I'd always been an equal opportunity lover.

Abeo worked my shirt off, leaving me in my bra and panties, then he and Daniel swapped places. As Daniel straddled my hips, a funny feeling came over me while his manhood stabbed the air like a sail. I flashed back to all the men who had been in his place. Too many to bother counting, but I could picture each of their faces. They all seemed happy.

"You are incredibly sexy, you know that?" Daniel spoke into my ear as if he only wanted me to hear.

"Thanks. You're not too shabby yourself."

"I want to make you come so badly, but I'll let Abeo do the honors first. Can you manage two?"

I smiled. "At least."

He moaned over my lips then leaned in and kissed me, bringing his body to rest on mine and navigating himself between my legs. We dry humped until Abeo was naked, and when he joined us on the bed, Daniel released my mouth and grinned at his friend.

"She's all yours."

"Don't you think we should let June decide?"

They both looked at me, and I nearly busted out laughing. Not only did they look like anxious puppies waiting for a treat, their man parts were pointing in opposite directions. I got the impression that Daniel was testing his friend, and I didn't have any interest in facilitating that game. I knew the easiest way to give everyone what they wanted.

"I really enjoyed what Abeo was doing earlier," I said as I wiggled out of my panties. "Can we do that again without these?" I tossed them over Abeo's shoulder, and he bit his lip as he watched them land on the floor.

As far as I could tell, oral was his comfort zone, and the smile never left him as he scooted between my legs. As for Daniel, he seemed ready to burst, and I took him in hand, massaging the sweet dew around the tip of his erection and giving it a longing look.

"I think we should do this properly," I said.

"Hell, yes, we should."

He maneuvered himself to my lips, and I grabbed his firm, white ass. Then I let the sex hormones take over as he gripped the headboard and entered my mouth. What was the purpose of life if not to grab it by the horns and tango with it?

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I didn't like the way my stomach gurgled when I woke up sandwiched between a mass of sweaty man-flesh with the sun assaulting my face. Daniel had stolen the covers and was wound up like a four hundred thread count burrito, while Abeo had his arms wrapped around me with his morning wood digging into my thigh.

Admittedly, this wasn't the worst position I'd ever found myself in. How many drinks did I have? And who had left the damned curtains open?

I wiggled free of Abeo's possessive grip and hobbled to the bathroom. Sweet Jesus, what a night. As I sat on the toilet, my girl parts complained, and I replayed the events of my night with the South Carolina boys, smiling when I recalled the last words Abeo said to me, 'You're the best girl I've ever had'.

Although Daniel fucked like a guy who knew his way around a woman's body, Abeo made a valiant effort to keep up with his friend. As I probed harder for the intimate details, I couldn't remember Abeo and me actually screwing. Not in the traditional sense, anyway. It was either Daniel giving it to me, or Abeo giving it to Daniel. Regardless, it was a night I would never forget.

Once I decided I wasn't going to blow chunks, I stepped into the shower. It wouldn't be cool to show up at a birthday party smelling like I'd come from an orgy. I figured there was a text from Cabe waiting for me on my phone, but this needed to happen first, and I sighed as I stood under the spray.

I shampooed my hair and had just started lathering up my body when the shower curtain opened, and Abeo climbed in. "Do you mind some company? I can do that for you." He gestured at the bar of all-purpose hotel soap, and I handed it over. "How are you feeling?"

"My stomach's a little weak, but everything seems to be staying put."

"Yeah, I drank more than I usually do. But I don't regret anything that might have happened because of it. Do you?"

"Not at all. I had a lot of fun."

As his hands slid over my body, covering my skin with bubbles, he stepped closer, pressing our chests together. He abandoned the soap and continued his exploration, dipping tentatively between my legs. I appreciated his gentle touch, although his cautious approach may have been more for him than my overworked nether region.

"I feel like we didn't have a chance to get close," he said. "Daniel can be a little over . . ." He paused, pursing his lips as if searching for the right word.

"Overbearing?"

"Yeah. Don't get me wrong, he and I are tight. But he thinks he needs to show me the ropes in the bedroom."

"I think you did fine."

He bit his lip. "Can I tell you a secret?"

"Of course. I'm a good secret keeper."

"I just don't want Daniel to know."

"Okay. Done."

He took a deep breath. "I've never actually made love to a woman. I tried once when I was sixteen, but it was an embarrassing failure, and the girl told everyone about it. I stopped going after females after that."

"Damn, Abeo. I'm sorry you had that experience."

"I'm not looking for sympathy. I want you to know that it wasn't until meeting you that I felt comfortable enough to try again. I feel like I can trust you. But there was too much going on last night . . . here. I didn't want it to happen that way. I'm pretty sure Daniel thinks we did it. He was wasted after he smoked that blunt."

I didn't have to wonder why Abeo was divulging this secret to me. I felt him growing against my belly. The question was how badly my body would protest. "Would you like to try it again now?"

"Are you up for it?"

"Sure. But we won't exactly be alone?"

"I know, and I'm fine with that. I really want it to be you. Even if you're the last girl I ever have."

I took his face between my hands and pulled him in for a kiss. After a confession like that, no amount of chaffing was going to stop me from giving this to him. I turned around and took ahold of the faucet so he could take me from behind. It was the safest position I'd found for shower sex, and Abeo didn't need any coaching. He wrapped his arm around my waist and took his time before making his move.

We rocked back and forth, and I listened to his moans as the water splashed between our bodies. Commanding the attention of two men in the bedroom ranked high on my list of best nights in June Cashmere's history, but there was something deeply satisfying about being the sole desire of one man. And, yes, the weight of that revelation hit me straight in the gut.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE: I wrote this chapter to challenge myself. I had never written a sexy scene between three people, but I felt it was something June would be open to. I also wanted to give her a little something to think about.