Free Flash Bang by Meghan March

bed, about to have sex. And that erection hadn’t deflated when Evelyn stood in the doorway, naked, but for the black strap-on harness and giant black cock jutting out from it. Ro shivered at the memory. As far as unpleasant surprises went, that was a doozy.
    Graham squeezed her hand.
    “Sorry, I just ... I had a rather unpleasant surprise once. The closest I’ve ever come to a three-way, and you could probably say that it scarred me for life.”
    Graham’s grip tightened. Before he could speak or jump to anymore conclusions, Ro quickly said, “It’s okay; it wasn’t like I was raped or anything. I just got a little too up close and personal with the pointy end of a strap-on that was connected to a rather evil woman—Evelyn—who used a sorry excuse for a man—Charles—to get me into her bed so they could both fuck me. When I declined, rather vehemently, she didn’t take it well. She decided to destroy my career, which at that point, was pretty much my entire life and the culmination of everything I’d been working for since high school. To make matters worse, I wasn’t the first associate they’d run that game on. Like I said, unpleasant surprise, but I definitely won’t be making that mistake again.”
    Ro was surprised at how easily that came out. Granted, it was the extra-abbreviated Cliffs Notes version, but it was more than she’d told anyone else. So much had happened in the last week that it made Evelyn and Charles’s little game seem so trivial.
    What still bothered her, however, was how easily she had fallen for it and how, even though her life had been work, and her co-workers had been more acquaintances than friends, not a single one of them had stood by her when Evelyn destroyed her reputation at the firm. Evelyn had claimed that Ro had tried to steal her fiancé, even though Rowan had no idea if she and Charles had actually been engaged. And if that wasn’t a bad enough rumor to start, Evelyn followed it up by telling everyone that when Charles told Rowan he wasn’t interested, Rowan had planned to blackmail him to get ahead at work. Which made no fucking sense! The rumors spread fast and hot, like wildfire during a drought. Rowan couldn’t walk from the elevator to her office without looks of disgust. She had refused to cower, because she’d done nothing wrong … except be stupid enough to think that Charles’s interest was legit. Evelyn had demanded she be fired immediately, and the managing partner hadn’t yet announced her fate. Before the plane crashed, she’d been fairly certain that day was going to end with her carrying a file box of her things out of the building, escorted by security.
    Ugh. Whatever. It was over and done with, and she was never going back. Not that there was anything to go back to anyway. Not a lot of legal work was getting done without any working electronics. People had way bigger problems to deal with right now. Like survival.
    When she finally looked up, she realized she had somehow ended up in Graham’s lap, and Zach was standing right next to the bed, his mouth gaping open.
    “You want to share a few more details?” Zach asked.
    “Umm ... not really. I think I covered all of the high points,” Ro said.
    “Sweetheart, you can’t just drop a bomb like that and expect us to nod like we understand. That’s a new one for both of us …”
    Ro smiled. “You and me both. But it’s over and done with. I’m sorry for freaking out.”
    “What if we swore there’d be no strap-ons in sight? Would the idea of a three-way really be that horrible?” Zach asked.
    Ro’s gaze shot to Zach and then swung around to stare at Graham. “I thought you said he was joking? You two … wait … are you …? Good God, I really have no gaydar.”
    “No. We’re not gay,” Graham replied. “We just have a kink. And, at that moment, Zach was joking. He knew you weren’t ready to climb in bed with us. Trust me, that’s not something we spring on women. We’re all