Samson and Gideon stood at the window, watching the McCoys head down the drive. “I don’t have to ask you what you’re thinking,” Gideon muttered at Samson’s side. “I can feel it.” “Yea, she bowled me over. Tonight wasn’t the right time, but I think we should make our move.” Samson leaned his forearm on the window sill, gazing out into the night. “She’s sweet, soft, smart and sexy as hell.” “Just the thought of something happening to her and we never got the chance to meet her…touch her.” Gideon turned abruptly, heading to the tray and pouring himself another drink. “Unthinkable,” Samson agreed. “Our only problem will be convincing her to accept us both.” Gideon laughed. “If you think that will be our only problem, you didn’t meet the same group of cowboys tonight that I did. Those McCoy men would die for their sisters. And I have the feeling they’re pretty traditional.” “I guess we’ll just have to convince them as well as Ryder.” Samson drained his glass and set it on the tray. “How do you think we should proceed?” Gideon tried to ignore his cock, which had been hard anytime she was near. “Slowly and with as much finesse as possible.” “No, what I mean is should we be honest from the start or should just one of us pursue her first and…?” Gideon interrupted Samson. “Gradually get her used to the idea of a threesome?” The brothers could always finish one another’s sentences. From the time they were born, their connection was inexplicable to other people. There were times, when emotions ran high, the Dukes just knew and could feel what the other was thinking and experiencing. “Yea, I guess.” Samson mused. Gideon heard his brothers unspoken concern. “We’ve done that in the past and I don’t it’s a good idea with Ryder. I prefer we were honest from the beginning. This is just too important – she’s too important. If Ryder can’t accept us for who we are, there’s no use putting our hearts on the line by getting involved in a dead-end relationship.” “I’m not sure she picked up on it, but we didn’t exactly hide it from her tonight.” Samson recalled all that had been said. He also remembered how she felt in his arms, how beautiful her face was to him, and how her curvy little body was beyond delectable. They would give her more pleasure than she’d ever dreamed. “True.” Gideon laughed. “I wish I could read her thoughts as easily as I can yours.” “Damn, I’ve going to bed.” He clapped his brother on the back and headed up the stairs to his suite. “I’m right behind you,” Gideon called out, knowing he’d be doing the exact same thing his brother would be doing. Fantasizing about Ryder McCoy. Upstairs, Samson shed his clothes, tossing them in the hamper. Even though they had household help, he was by nature a neat person. Even though he and his brother enjoyed sharing their women, each had their own private space. Since moving to central Texas, they hadn’t participated in their favorite form of eroticism, but the size of their beds certainly allowed for the possibility. Samson and Gideon were big men, and their choice of furniture reflected the amount of room it would take to play with their woman of choice. Custom made beds, oversize chairs and an in-suite hot tub was just a few of the built-in luxuries they’d had installed in their new home. Needing to relax, Samson grabbed a towel and headed for the Jacuzzi tub. As he passed the bed, he imagined Ryder stretched out between them, her beautiful body bare to their hands and lips. “Ah, yea.” He rubbed his cock. “Making you feel good would be such a pleasure.” Stepping over the side, he lowered himself into the bubbling waters and sighed. The warm water churning against his skin felt incredible. Leaning back against the side, Samson closed his eyes and took his cock in hand. As he stroked himself, he thought of Ryder’s sweet scent. He couldn’t wait to see her breasts, suck her nipples, find out how sweet her little clit would be on his tongue. “Fuck, baby.” She’d said yes to his phone call, he prayed she’d say yes to seeing them again. Up and down, he pumped his dick. The silkiness of the hot water against his skin a poor substitute for the creamy heat of Ryder’s pussy. For years they’d searched for the one woman they could call their own, one who would love them both, be receptive to their needs and desires – want them as much as they would cherish her. “Oh, yea, let me love you, baby.” As he worshiped Ryder in his mind, his whole body bowed, shafts of fire licked at his balls. His hips bucked in the water, sending little waves beating against the sides. “Ryder!” he shouted as his cum boiled up, jetting out of his body in white ribbons of ecstasy. In the opposite wing, Gideon was having a similar fantasy. He stood in the shower, his back against the smooth marble wall, fisting his cock. Tonight they might have met the woman of their dreams. He treasured the memory of how his lips had felt on her skin, how her breasts had rested on his forearm as she’d nestled against him astride the horse. Drops of water glistened on his heaving chest as he let go, sending plumes of cum shooting across the tile. “I’ll take you to heaven, baby. Just give me a chance.” After finishing his shower, Gideon dried himself off with a Roma bath towel from Neiman Marcus that his housekeeper informed him cost a hundred and sixty dollars when she’d found it wadded up in the tub. He pulled on a pair of Hermes woven boxers with two fourteen karat gold buttons on the waistband which had been on sale at five hundred dollars a pair. The sheets on his bed were one thousand thread count made by Charlotte Thomas, the price for these bed linens per his decorator’s invoice were a cool twenty-four hundred dollars. No creature comfort had been spared in their home and their five car garage held a Bentley, an Aston Martin, a Lamborghini, a Porsche and a King Ranch pick-up. The Duke brothers wanted for nothing money could buy. Yet – something was missing. The value of material things fades fast if there’s no one to share them with – no one to make smile. That night as they closed their eyes in sleep, both would have given most anything they owned to have Ryder McCoy lying next to them.