JC was in bliss. He’d finally convinced Abbie to move into his Los Angeles home – and he was getting out there more often. He hadn’t bothered to share this news with Lance, fearing his reaction. Lance had taken a true liking to Abbie and lectured JC on “toying” with her. It was hard to keep secrets from Lance – just as hard to be railed at on a regular basis. But if Lance found out JC truly loved Abbie, there’d be hell to pay.

“Hey, beautiful, it’s Lance. I’ll be in LA by seven with any luck, I’ll be in bed with you by nine.”

Hearing that message, JC’s blood ran cold. He’d been in the studio with his cell off. It was now 9:00. Lance would have discovered Abbie by now. Oh, God! He had to get home!

Lance let himself into JC’s house. The house was quiet and no lights were on. Making a quick check of the studio, he saw JC wasn’t there either. He concluded he must have made it home before JC and decided to take a shower and be waiting in bed for his lover.

JC must have female guests, Lance thought irritably when he noticed a basket of makeup under one of the double vanity mirrors – and he was fairly sure that JC didn’t use the feminine toiletries by the bathtub. To him, soaking n a bath was more a ‘girl” thing. He wondered if little Abbie was still in the picture. JC hadn’t mentioned her in a while. He’d liked Abbie quite a lot, but she was too nice to be involved in their triangle.

Abbie came in with her treasures. She had better hurry since JC would be home from the studio soon! Going into the downstairs bathroom, she changed into the sexy lingerie she had purchased to spice up his interest – not that she needed to spark his libido. JC seemed fairly insatiable where she was concerned – and she couldn’t complain!

Abbie checked herself in the mirror. Okay, when it came to sexy she had a tough time pulling it off – but JC had told her innocence was a definite turn on. She had chosen white silk and lace. The gown was simply cut, bare–backed with a lace insert in a V from the valley of her breasts to her navel. The wrapper was silk with lace sleeves. Abbie wished she had the daring for black or red. She just didn’t see herself as a femme fatale. Deeming herself as sexy as she got, she left the bathroom to await JC.

She heard soft feet falls upstairs. How had JC arrived without her hearing his car? Well, he was here. Time to seduce him, she mused as she climbed the stairs. Seducing JC was effortless – all she had to do was breathe!

Lance had just climbed into bed naked when he heard someone coming up the stairs.

Abbie’s eyes widened at the sight that greeted her. It was not JC in bed – it was Lance. What was Lance doing in JC’s bed? "Oh…

“Oh, God, Abbie…” Lance muttered at the flash of pain in her dark eyes. She knew.

“I guess JC needs a calendar to keep who is with him when.” Abbie murmured.

“He didn’t know. I was surprising him.”

“Surprise," she announced feebly. "I live here.”

JC had moved her in, which means he was serious about Abbie. He wasn’t playing with her. He was truly in love. Lance groaned. “That means I’m history.”

“Apparently not or he would have told you.” Abbie moved to the bed and sat facing Lance. The man wore nothing if his bare chest was any indication. “I’m the interloper. You were lovers before I came along.”

“Yeah, but he is in love with you.”

This was an impossible situation. "I’m in love with him too, but you’re my friend.”

Lance reached for her hand. “And you are mine.”

“What do we do?”

He shook his head. “It’s sure we can’t leave it to JC. He has trouble with decisions.”

“You think?” She chuckled uncomfortably.

“Don’t suppose you want to share,” Lance joked.

“Isn’t that what we have been doing?”

“Yeah, but…I wasn’t serious –“

“Should we try it?”

“Abbie!”

She shrugged. “I know about you know. At least he wouldn’t have to sneak or lie. I think that’s been hard on him.”

“Baby, he doesn’t deserve your understanding on this one.”

“Still trying to protect me, aren’t you?” Abbie scooted on the bed next to him, surprising him with a soft kiss.

Her mouth was soft and sweet, Lance noted. He preferred guys, but Abbie's flavor was addictive. When she pulled her mouth away, he fell into dark chocolate eyes. “Kisses like that…Mmm…”

“Yes,” Abbie whispered. Her big eyes gazed up at him. “How would it work?”

“The three of us? I have no idea. I’ve never had two people at a time.”

“So, we’ll have to make it up as we go along.”

He touched her soft cheek. If any woman would make him think of a woman as a lover, it would be Abbie…”Are you sure? Can you handle this?"

“I don’t know. What I do know is that I love JC and I adore you. I don’t want to hurt either of you.”

“Shit, Abbie, neither of us deserve you.”

“Lance?”

“Yeah, baby?”

“Will you – I mean – are we…”

“We’ll touch each other and kiss each other. We can go down on each other. Just let me know what you’re comfortable with.”

Her eyes dropped to the sheet across his waist. “Are you naked?”

“Yes.”

“Then I guess I need to be.” Abbie shrugged out of her robe. So much for seducing JC – it would be Lance tonight.

“You’re beautiful.” He murmured. He smoothed the thin straps off satiny shoulders. “Beautiful,” he said of her small, firm breasts with dusty pink nipples.

Abbie put her hand on the back of his head to guide his mouth to hers for a tender kiss.

Gently, Lance laid her back on the pillows. “Be very sure, little Abbie,” Lance stated. “This will change all of us.”

“I’m sure, Lance.”

JC knew he was in trouble. Both Lance and Abbie had said they would meet him at 9:00 pm at his house. Lance knew about Abbie, but his male lover assumed she was more or less for appearance’s sake. Sweet, innocent Abbie didn’t known the only lover she’d ever had was also Lance’s lover. She thought they were close friends. She had no idea how close!

It had been a dilemma for JC. He had just discovered the wonders of loving Lance – and was getting used to being his lover when he had met Abbie. She was a breath of fresh air, an escape. She had trustingly given all to him. When he was with Lance – he wanted Lance. When he was with Abbie -- he wanted Abbie. He loved them both. JC was in an impossible situation. Tonight, he would either be forced to choose – or lose them both. How could he choose?

Opening his front door with a heavy heart, he was met with silence and dim light. They had already discovered each other and left him, he decided sadly.

Then he heard a faint noise from upstairs. One of them loved him enough to stay! Suddenly, he was rushing up the stairs to discover who the truer love had been! What he found stunned him.

Lance and Abbie were lying on the bed together – more than lying! The blonde had his head between Abbie’s slender pale thighs, his face buried as his tongue worked on her! A painful jealously ripped through JC. He was the only man who had touched Abbie. She was for him alone!

"Lance!" Abbie cried as the man brought her the delicious peak she had been reaching for since she had joined him on the bed instead of JC.

As soon as she creamed Lance lifted his head and moved back up the bed beside her. He kissed her softly and they smiled at each other.

"You seem to know what to do," Abbie told him softly.

"I used to do some girls." Lance confessed.

"What the hell is going on here?" JC demanded as he strolled angrily to the bedside. The sight of Abbie lying so trusting in her new lover’s arms made his blood boil. His brown-eyed baby girl was his! She didn’t belong with pretty boy blonde.

"Hiya, JC." Lance smiled up at his lover. “You’re late."

"Too late to save Abbie from you evidently, " JC snarled.

Abbie lifted an arm to JC, inviting him to join them. "Don’t be that way, Josh. C’mere."

"But you should undress first," Lance told him. "Unless you want us to strip you."

Abbie grinned at Lance. "I enjoy undressing him.” She got upon her knees and slowly undid the button fly of his jeans.

JC lowered his head to kiss her thoroughly, hoping to erase Lance’s lips from her memory. She was still his, he thought triumphantly as she sighed and melted into him.

"No fair," Lance announced as he knelt behind Abbie, his body rubbing hers intimately as he insisted on JC taking his kiss.

Oh God! Relief and pleasure exploded in JC’s chest. Incredible as it seemed, they both still wanted him!

As Lance and JC’s tongues dueled and mated, Abbie relieved JC of his pants and sport shorts. Sandwiched between two men was a new and enjoyable experience. She stroked JC’s long hardened member and reached back to offer the same to Lance.

Lance tore his mouth from JC’s. “She’s a generous girl," he panted as he pushed himself into her pleasing hand.

"Yeah, she is." JC ripped off his remaining clothing and climbed on the bed. "The best."

The blonde chuckled. "I thought I was."

"Girl best."

By unspoken agreement, the two men lay the little raven-haired beauty between them. They took turns kissing her and kissing each other.

Abbie whimpered in delight when each man took a nipple in his mouth. The blonde was much more gentle, his tongue teasing and tracing. The dark-haired lover was aggressive, suckling and nipping at the tender flesh.

JC slid a finger into her hot, wet center. “Man, she’s sopping wet!" he complained to the other man. "You’re supposed to lick it up."

Lance looked down at Abbie’s dazed face. “We wanted you wet, didn’t we, baby?"

“Yes."

"If you clean her out, you gotta get her all wet again. She’s our lube tonight."

"What?" JC demanded.

Lance demonstrated by rubbing his thick shaft along Abbie’s swollen petals. When he lifted off her, he was shiny with her juices.

“Oh God!" JC was having a tough time fathoming what was happening. Abbie and Lance and him!

"Come here, blue eyes." Abbie urged JC between her and Lance. "Tonight is about you, about us being together," she whispered against his lips.

Us? Which Us? JC wondered as his two lovers concentrated on bringing him to of fever pitch of need. Their mouths. Their hands. The rub of their hot flesh on his. As Lance teased and tantalized JC’s hungry shaft with his mouth, Abbie tortured him with an exquisite tongue bath from the waist up. JC moaned and writhed – this was too incredible, too fantastic.

"Baby, I’m gonna fucking explode!" JC had no idea which baby he meant – probably both of them. He felt like he was so full the top of his head would blow off! He pulled Abbie down, burying his hands in her long, soft hair as he ground his mouth on hers as he came. Releasing her, JC melted into the mattress. “Damn!"

Abbie looked to Lance who was sitting back on his heels, grinning. His manhood throbbed and he was the only one who hadn’t had release. "That looks uncomfortable," she commiserated.

"I’m okay. I’ll get mine," Lance assured her, his eyes glowing with sincere affection for the darling girl JC had inadvertently brought into his life.

Abbie shook her head. "Lay with Josh."

"C’mere, pretty boy." JC held his arm out to Lance.

As she and he had pleasured JC, Lance found Abbie and JC doing the same for him. JC kissed and caressed his body while Abbie swirled her tongue around the purple tip of his throbbing member.

"You taught her some good tricks!" Lance gasped to JC as Abbie deep throated him.

JC chuckled. "She was a natural." Then his lips closed over one begging male nipple.

"Jace! Abbie! Oh, God! It’s too much! I can’t – Oh, God!" Lance jetted into a sweet mouth.

Abbie sat back as Lance had. She was straddling two very different male thighs. JC was whiplash lean, solid muscle and bone. Lance was built sturdier, softer, smoother but no less attractive. She now had two wonderful men in her life.

"C’mere baby," JC and Lance said simultaneously and held their arms out to her.

In a tangle of mouths, hands, and bodies they returned one another to a frenzy of need. Lance was the first to move. Sliding himself along Abbie’s wetness, he thoroughly coated himself in her offering. He knelt between JC’s thighs and spread them wider. Once again, he used Abbie’s moisture to make his fingers slippery. He probed JC’s tight hole, coaxing it to open.

"Oh man..." JC grunted happily as Lance slowly came into him.

Once he was sliding easily, Lance urged Abbie astride JC. He held JC’s long pleasure pole as she lowered herself.

"Oh shit!" JC moaned. What a sensation! Lance filled him; he filled Abbie.

"Let’s rock his world," Lance whispered to Abbie as he held her against his chest.

The two rode JC in unison, each stroke sending him into unimaginable heights. Opening his eyes, he saw Lance kissing Abbie, fondling her breasts. No jealousy. Just warmth and love and pleasure. "I love you two," he announced as he closed his eyes to savor the sensation of being loved by them.

"Oh!" Abbie’s body clenched and tightened as she approached the precipice.

"I know, baby," Lance growled in her ear. "Let’s get it done." His own body hummed with the coming eruption. Helping her quicken her pace, his thrusts increased tempo.

JC gripped the sheets in fists-full. It had never been this way before! Double ecstasies!

"Lance, I can’t hold back…” Abbie whispered in a pleasured panic.

"Don’t." Lance kissed her hungrily. His lips smothered her cry of perfect rapture.

Bonelessly, Abbie slumped against JC as Lance put his hands in JC’s as he finished them off.

"Damn!" JC shouted as he pushed into Abbie one more time, exploding into blazing pleasure within.

Lance, who had kept in check, let go the reins and released himself into molten bliss. He lay heavily against Abbie’s back until he could breathe again.

JC stared at the ceiling, ruminating how different the night turned out. It had been nothing like he had expected. There had been no angry accusations, no hysterical tears. Instead, he lie between his sated lovers -- fully satisfied himself.

"What are you thinking about?" Abbie snuggled closer and traced his beautiful mouth with a lazy fingertip.

"You. Lance. I was ready to lose you both when I got here tonight."

“Disappointed?"

"Hell no!" JC’s voice was rough with relief.

"Over your fit of jealousy?" Lance asked drowsily from the other side.

“Yeah, pretty much." JC turned his head to brush his mouth against Lance’s.

"You got some nerve being jealous, Chasez." Abbie reminded him teasingly. "Lance and I have had to share you – and here you want to be greedy."

JC kissed her softly. “I’m sorry."

“Why did you do it, C?" Lance asked. “Wasn’t I enough?"

"I never planned on it, Lance. All the sudden, there was Abbie and I loved her, too. I know it was wrong..."

"We’ve forgiven you, haven’t we Lance?" Abbie’s dark eyes met Lance’s soft green ones over JC’s chest.

Lance met her kiss halfway. “Yeah, we both loved too much to lose you so we decided what to do."

"Which was?" JC asked.

"Share," Abbie and Lance stated at the same time.

"Sounds like a plan." JC tightened his arms around them. He’d won – not lost that night.

“This really is so unfair to Abbie,” Lance complained to JC as their flight approached LA-X.

JC hid a smile. He would almost swear Abbie meant as much to Lance as she did to him. Even though JC was still her primary lover, Lance had taken to his dark-eyed baby girl immediately. Something in her brought out all the protective and tender instincts in the blonde.

“We have each other when we’re away most of the time. Who does Abbie have?” Lance demanded.

“Both of us when we get back,” JC mused.

“You act like it’s no big deal.”

“It wasn’t that long ago you bitched when we got home and I spent time with her,” JC pointed out.

“I didn’t really know her.”

“Yeah, she’s a sweet little package,” JC agreed.

As on all of his return trips to Abbie, JC managed to restrain himself until he saw her. That was probably why it was easy enough to let Lance believe she was only a display piece. Until he saw her, until he tasted her, until he inhaled the fragrance that was uniquely her, JC didn’t acknowledge the hunger clawing at him that only Abbie had been able to satisfy.

Abbie waved to the two men to catch their attention. Blue eyes blazed with the desire they always had. Soft green eyes touched her warmly. She smiled, offering an arm to each as they approached. The group hug hid the intimate kiss of the three lovers. As Lance took her mouth, JC nipped and sucked at her neck and ears. She sighed happily as her new lover caressed her mouth with such exquisite care.

“You been okay, baby?” Lance asked as JC reclaimed Abbie.

“I’m fine, green-eyes,” she assured him softly. “I have the requested limo waiting.”

Once the luggage was stowed in the spacious trunk, the trio settled onto the backseat. JC raised the opaque window between driver and passengers, then reached for Abbie. He tugged her astride his legs, his hands pushing her short skirt up.

“Somebody missed me,” she taunted as she unfastened his straining jeans.

“More than you know, baby,” he growled as he unbuttoned her blouse.

Abbie slid her gaze to Lance. He always seemed the more controlled of the two men – and at this moment, he seemed uncomfortable with the two other lovers. “Lance?” Abbie read the love and the discomfort.

“He’ll wait his turn.” JC put a hand on her neck to draw her face close. Claiming her lips and attention once more, he kissed her slowly and thoroughly, mating and twisting his tongue with hers. He popped the front closure of her silky bra so he could fill his hands with the bounty of her small breasts. “Abbie…God, baby, I want you…” Something about her made him weak and greedy. Tenderly, he raked her throat with his teeth, then soothed her skin with slow, tantalizing licks.

“Josh, please…”

“I’m trying to, baby.”

“No…Hold up a minute.”

JC frowned when she removed herself to Lance’s lap.

“Greedy boy,” she taunted JC.

Giving a sheepish smile, he slid over next to Lance. Lifting her legs across his thighs, he caressed her silky flesh. “Guess I was.”

“Abbie, I—“ Lance had been ready to lie and tell her he didn’t mind waiting, but soon he was losing himself in their kiss. They opened up to each other; even loving JC as he did, he couldn’t deny being thirsty for Abbie’s mouth.

While Lance occupied the upper half of Abbie, JC got to his knees on the carpeted floor. Reaching beneath her skirt, he pulled away her panties and slid them off. She was already wonderfully wet and ready. “Mmm…this looks tempting.”

“Then lap it up.” Lance suggested, lifting his lips from Abbie’s breasts. It had been Abbie who had been forced in to abstinence while her lovers were away. On the road, he and JC had each other. Meeting dark eyes full of sweetness and longing, Lance felt ten feet tall – something a woman had never done for him before. “Please, our baby, JC. Make her feel real good.”

“No.” Abbie straightened.

“No?” JC was incredulous. He knew she loved him going down on her.

“No. I want both of you.” Kneeling at Lance’s feet, she unfastened his jeans. Despite his patience, he was as fully aroused as JC. “Lift,” she commanded.

Lance found his pants and boxer briefs tugged to his ankles.

“I’m getting the idea.” JC grinned wickedly and moved behind Abbie. Nudging her legs apart with his knees, he rubbed his hard shaft along her wet slit from behind. “This it, baby? This what you want?”

“Oh, yes!” she purred as he continued to stroke her, teasing her.

Catching a tender earlobe between his teeth, he growled, “You take care of Lance then, and I’ll make us happy.”

Lowering her head, she cupped Lance’s sacs, squeezing and licking them.

Lance sank back in the seat with a pleasured groan. “Sweet…” He held her head as she licked and sucked hungrily at his heavy member. “Oh, baby, you do that so good…”

JC grew impatient – with one certain thrust, he buried himself in Abbie’s wet heat. Their pleasures moans escaped at the same time.

The vibration of her moans and sighs added an extra sensation to her loving of Lance. She had him ready to blow in no time.

Meanwhile, JC pounded into Abbie as he reached beneath her to rub her pleasure package.

“Oh, God, Abbie!…” Lance rasped as he grew close to that perfect moment. “Yeah, that’s it! Baby, I’m gonna—“ He broke off on a low groan of pleasure, arching his back as he released his load. He fell back on the seat, panting when he was finished.

Abbie’s lips let Lance slip from them, then she pushed back against JC.

“Face to face,” JC muttered as he pulled out of Abbie. He flipped her to her back on the floor and entered her again. His fierce look of possession wasn’t lost on Abbie. He had brought this on by loving two people at the same time, but he couldn’t say he was entirely happy with sharing his little treasure with another man. It never occurred to him that they weren’t exactly thrilled to be sharing him!

Wrapping her legs around his waist, Abbie lifted into his thrusts. Pulling his head down, she kissed him with a loving tenderness that left him breathless.

“I love you so much, baby girl,” he whispered as he felt her walls begin to clench him. “Show me how good I make you feel, Abbie.”

“Josh!”

“Does it feel good, baby?”

“Yes!”

“Come for me, sweetness,” he nearly begged.

Her nails dug into his back beneath his shirt as he pushed her over the edge to ecstasy. “Josh!”

“Yeah! I’m right behind you, baby!” With one final push, he let go, shuddering with pleasure.

After a moment of panting and nuzzling her, JC lifted off Abbie, helping her to sit across from Lance. He assisted her in rearranging her clothes. While she finished buttoning her blouse, he took her face between his hands and kissed her softly. “You’re good to come home to, Abbie.”

“It’s good to have you home.” Her eyes slid to Lance who had fixed his clothes and seemed a self-contained outsider once more. “Both of you.”

Not both of us! JC screamed in his head. Just me. Be glad I’m home.

Lance met Abbie’s eyes and smiled. “It’s good to come home.”