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darkest secret, her dirtiest desire. And even if he was the sex king of Key West, she sensed him really understanding her, and it made the connection between them—brief though it would be—count for more in her heart.
    Just then, she heard the slightest of movements to her left and looked up to see that Daniel had returned.
    Oh! Oh God.
    She moved to cover her bared breast as Scott looked up, and she spotted the slightly startled—also more-than-slightly aroused—expression on Daniel’s handsome face.
    “I’m sorry—forgive me,” he said, sounding a bit breathless. “I only…wanted to see if you needed anything before I went to bed.”
    Payton felt as if she suddenly hovered on a strange precipice. She should just say no and good night. Maybe she should even act offended—after all, he’d clearly just stood there staring while Scott sucked her nipple. And yet…she’d done the same and worse by watching Daniel with the waitress. And she was still turned-on by the visions it had left in her head. So instead she said, a bit breathless herself, “Did you hear what we were just talking about?”
    Daniel hesitated, looking uncertain.
    She caught her breath, and suddenly felt more in control of the situation, more…decisive. “It’s okay,” she told him. “I watched you have sex last night, so it’s okay.”
    She waited as Daniel let out a sigh. “Then…yes. I didn’t mean to, but I heard.” Then he blinked, his jaw going a bit slack, his eyes glazed with excitement…and perhaps temptation. “And…if there’s any way I can be of service to you, Miss Albright, I’d truly be happy to.”
    Payton’s heartbeat kicked up and her pussy surged with fresh moisture.
    In one way, she felt as if she’d stepped into some surreal alternate universe. Because things like this didn’t happen to her. In fact, nothing that had happened the last two days seemed real at all. It felt like a fantasy.
    And yet…even though she knew it wasn’t a fantasy—and was startlingly real—she also felt…suddenly, shockingly sure .
    Of what she wanted.
    Right now.
    With Scott.
    And with Daniel.
    Biting her lip, she looked back and forth between the two men, both of them brimming with sensuality, then she sat up and said, “Daniel, please start calling me Payton. I think we know each other well enough for that…and that we’re about to know each other even better.”

Chapter Five
    Payton could scarcely believe what she’d put in motion. And yet, there she was, leading Scott and Daniel into her spacious cabin. You can stop this right now if you want to—and it’s probably your last chance. Yet as she flipped on the light, and as it brought the situation clearly into focus—she didn’t want to stop. She twisted the dimmer switch slightly—turning the air more dusky than bright—but that was her only concession to any lingering doubts.
    She caught sight of the three of them in her dresser mirror, Daniel standing on one side of her, Scott on the other. It was awkward for a moment—a “what now?” vibe hung in the air. But then she met Daniel’s gaze, and he must have sensed that she suddenly felt a little lost on what to do, for that’s when he lifted his hand and gently grazed his knuckles across her cheek. Then, cupping her jaw, he slowly ran his thumb across her lips.
    The simple touch—along with all it implied—made her shiver, and she said to him,
    “Is…this too weird? Because we’ll see each other every day after this.”
    With eyes half shut in passion, he said, “I’ll view it as a lovely secret. And if it ever bothers you, then tell me, and I’ll look for another job.”
    She shook her head lightly. “I would never ask you to do that.”
    “But you could,” he assured her. “For tonight, though—promise me, no worries.”
    Payton looked back and forth between Daniel and Scott, her pussy aching after what felt like hours of anticipation, her breasts feeling oh so needy, and said, “All