“I was never popular with the boys,” the sultry voice explained. “In high school I was quiet. In university other things took precedence and so here I am. I’m creeping up on thirty years old, and I have never been with two men at once.”
Aleks grabbed his chest. “This is the girl of my dreams. Who is she?”
“I don’t know.” Rob pumped his hand up and down trying to get Aleks to stop talking. It wasn’t every day that you walked in on a woman saying she wanted to be with two men.
“Martina, that doesn’t mean your life is lacking. I haven’t been with two men.” Rob cringed. He shouldn’t be listening to his sister talk about sex.
“I’m sorry, Carrie, I didn’t mean it that way. I just... I just want to know what it’s like. I want to know what it feels like to have a man take charge.”
“You want a little bondage play?” Leave it to Amie to get into the kinky stuff.
“Not that serious but maybe. Tie me up, bend me over, and make me your slave.”
Rob’s jeans got tighter by the second. Aleks was practically piggy-backed against his body in order to better hear the conversation, and Rob swore he felt…
He turned around quickly. “Keep your johnson away from me.”
“Oh. My bad.” Aleks backed away. “This is so hot. Are you hearing this?”
“Of course I can hear. Maybe we shouldn’t listen anymore.”
“Are you kidding?” Aleks motioned to Rob’s very noticeable bulge. “You’re just as turned on as me.”
“Enough!” Rob turned around, slightly embarrassed. “No more penis talk. Just keep your thing away from my body.”
“Believe me, I’d rather be listening to that girl. I do not want to talk about your boys.”
They both turned back to catch the rest of the conversation.
“I’ve had sex before but not good sex.” Rob felt her–Martina’s–voice deep in his gut. “I’ve never had a man be there...for me. Make my pleasure number one. I’ve never had a man take charge, catch me off guard. You know...a throw down.”
“Throw down?” Rob heard his sister interrupt.
“Yeah. When it’s passionate, intense, rip your clothes off, can’t have enough of you, I want you right here, right now,” Amie rambled. “The best kind of sex.”
“You would know, wouldn’t you?” Rob could hear the sarcasm in his sister’s voice. He always hoped Carrie was naive when it came to sex, but with a friend like Amie, not a chance.
“Shut it, Care.” Rob heard the clinking of ice in a glass as Amie asked, “How are you going to go about getting this sex, Marty?”
“I don’t know, but I’m sure there’s some guy out there willing to make my fantasies come true.”
Rob turned to Aleks, unsure of what to say.
“That man is you.” Aleks jabbed his finger into Rob’s chest.
“What?”
“Dude, we have just heard the most intimate information a woman can share. You don’t have to endure the ‘what do you like’ conversation or the ‘what are your fantasies’ talk. There’s no need for her to be embarrassed, you already know. Now you just have to give it to her.”
“Why me?”
“Think of it as my gift to you. Just don’t forget about me when the time is right.” Aleks’s eyebrow lifted in mischief.
“We haven’t even seen what she looks like.”
Aleks shrugged. “She sounds hot.”
Rob rubbed his temples. Suddenly the light seemed a little overwhelming.
“Are you getting another migraine?” Aleks’s tone immediately changed from excited to somber.
“Yeah, I can feel one coming on.”
“Relax, man. You’re stressing yourself out over a girl you haven’t even looked at yet.”
“It’s not just that. I overdid it in training today.” Rob had pushed himself harder than normal that afternoon, but his quick admission confirmed that this stranger’s voice got his blood pumping just as quickly, just as easily as his workout. The only difference being, she got his blood pumping to a completely different organ.
Aleks softly laid a hand on Rob’s shoulder. “Change of plans. Let’s go say hello to the lovely ladies and then head downstairs. I’m sure there’s a game on that we can watch.”
“No way. You go on without me. After hearing this little scenario I’m sure you’re good to go. It’s just a matter of finding an attractive hole.”
“Must you make me out to be so dirty?” Aleks may be a womanizer and an ass but he was also Rob’s best friend. For almost twenty years. “I am honestly hurt. Deep down. In my heart. It’s crying big wet tears.” Rob watched as Aleks tried to muster his best version of a puppy dog face.
“You are dirty.”
Aleks chuckled. “Let’s go meet this mystery woman.”
Trying to forget about the escalating pain throbbing behind his eyes, Rob let Aleks clasp his hand around his neck and lead him into the living room.
Chapter 3
“Are we almost done with the fitting? I’m getting a little antsy.” Martina’s legs were beginning to wobble from standing so long but she had to admit the more she drank the more she liked her body covered in soft white fabric.
“Almost done,” Carrie mumbled from between tight lips that held a sewing needle.
“I can’t believe I even agreed to this. It’s a good thing Amie knows how to make a stiff drink.” Martina held her blue-stained glass in the air.
“A very good thing,” a male voice said from the doorway.
Martina’s breath caught at the sight of a tall, olive-skinned man. His dark hair was shaggy, his gait confident. Another man stood just behind him, half of his body covered by the immense size of the exotic looking hottie.
“What are you doing here, Aleks? Don’t you and my brother have your own home?”
Martina looked at Carrie. Brother?
“Yes, we do. But our home doesn’t have scantily clad drunken women.”
“We aren’t drunk,” Carrie spit back.
“Speak for yourself.” Amie took another swig from her glass.
The grinning male, Aleks, entered further, leaving the second man in the doorway. He was blond and built, thick in all the right places. Just as attractive as the dark-haired man but in an Abercrombie and Fitch type of way. Despite the overt sexuality of the first man Martina was more interested in his quiet friend. But there was something wrong, he looked haggard.
“Who’s the new girl?” Aleks cut in on the conversation.
“Always the gentleman.” Carrie motioned toward Martina. “Aleks, this is Martina Jackson. Martina this is Aleks Turko and my brother Rob.”
“Martina works with me down at Lotus,” Amie added. “She agreed to be Carrie’s model.”
Martina shook her head in earnest. “Just for tonight. I’m not a real model.”
“Could have fooled me.” Aleks’s gaze remained glued to her body. In fact, she felt the stare of both men as their eyes raked over her skin.
At that moment Martina realized just how naked she was standing in the