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Just Two Much: A MMF Bisexual Romance
Just Two Much: A MMF Bisexual Romance
Just Two Much: A MMF Bisexual Romance
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Just Two Much: A MMF Bisexual Romance

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It’s too much! I gasped. But in the end, two men felt so nice.


I went to Vegas for a bachelorette party.

We were supposed to go to a Celine Dion concert, but instead we went to Lucky Paradise Two, where men dance for customers.

It was just one time.

In the back.

In the dark.

With a set of hot twins.

But what happens when they turn out to be my stepbrothers?

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas right?

Unless they’ve left me with a baby …

Hey Readers – The Manning Brothers series continues with Caden and Caleb’s story. The twins are billionaires masquerading as go-go dancers, and the results are steamy! Put on your seatbelts because our sassy heroine finds true love in the most unlikely place of all. As always, the heat is on HIGH. You’ll adore the story, I promise! Xoxo, Cassandra
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Release dateFeb 19, 2020
Just Two Much: A MMF Bisexual Romance

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Just Two Much - Cassandra Dee

Just Two Much

A MMF Bisexual Romance

Cassandra Dee

Copyright © 2020 by Cassandra Dee

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To all the dirty girls who never have two much.

This book’s for you!

Also By Cassandra Dee and Friends

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The Falling Series

Falling for My Dad’s Best Friend

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The Double Series

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The Dirty Series

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The #BABYCRAZY Series

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In Love with Menage

All the Best Men

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The Dial-A-Date Series

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The His Series

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Prison Fling

Cocky AF

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His Baby

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Hate Love

Contents

About This Book

1. Karina

2. Karina

3. Caden

4. Karina

5. Caleb

6. Karina

7. Karina

8. Caleb

9. Karina

10. Caden

11. Karina

12. Caleb

13. Karina

14. Caden

15. Caleb

16. Karina

17. Caden

18. Karina

19. Karina

20. Karina

Sneak Peek: Just One Inch

Sneak Peek: My Friend’s Dirty Uncle

About the Author

About This Book

It’s too much! I gasped. But in the end, two men felt so nice.

I went to Vegas for a bachelorette party.

We were supposed to go to a Celine Dion concert, but instead we went to Lucky Paradise Two, where men dance for customers.

It was just one time.

In the back.

In the dark.

With a set of hot twins.

But what happens when they turn out to be my stepbrothers?

What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas right?

Unless they’ve left me with a baby …


Hey Readers – The Manning Brothers series continues with Caden and Caleb’s story. The twins are billionaires masquerading as go-go dancers, and the results are steamy! Put on your seatbelts because our sassy heroine finds true love in the most unlikely place of all. As always, the heat is on HIGH. You’ll adore the story, I promise! Xoxo, Cassandra

1

Karina

It was embarrassing. I was in Vegas for my best friend’s bachelorette party and she’d told me we were going to a Celine Dion concert. In fact, my mom had given me three hundred dollars for the ticket and the money was burning a hole in my pocket.

But actually, Vera had planned something completely different. Instead of the talented Celine, we were going to a strip club.

Vera, I don’t know, I said hesitantly. I mean, didn’t some of the girls pre-pay already? They’ll be out a ton of cash.

Karina seriously, harrumphed Vera. You can be such a stick in the mud sometimes. The whole Celine Dion thing was a cover-up. No one wanted to see her. She’s for, like, couples on their silver anniversaries. We, she added with a lascivious smile, are headed to Lucky Paradise Two.

What? What kind of strip club was called Lucky Paradise Two? Was there a Lucky Paradise One down the street? But I just shook my head. I wasn’t the bachelorette and it wasn’t up to me to call the shots. Fine, I figured. One night wouldn’t hurt and I’d get to see some amazing male bodies up close. With a couple of shots, everything would be okay.

Drink up girlies! shrieked Vera, prancing around the rented suite. It’s time to have a good time y’all!

I downed the tequila, the alcohol burning my throat. Oh god, that was awful but liquid courage was needed. With another gasp, I reached for a second shot, thinking only of hard, male bodies, gyrating, pulsing, and dancing under multi-colored strobe lights. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right?

2

Karina

The cold night air seemed to knock sobriety back into me. Damnit! I wanted to be tipsy and relaxed, perfect for a night of ogling male bodies. Truth be told, this was exactly what I needed, Celine be damned.

It’s not that I’ve never seen naked men. It’s just that I don’t have a whole lot of experience. There are other girls at school who’ve done busloads of dudes, but the guys that I meet are never compelling. They’re more like skinny string beans interested in playing computer games, Dungeons and Dragons, or whatever it is they do.

Then again, at least I have a boyfriend. I’d been at a coffee shop with Danny just last week. It was close to the NYU campus and absolutely packed, but if you’ve ever been in a New York City coffee shop, you know no one is looking at you. People are too absorbed in whatever they’re doing: writing their latest magnum opus, working on their thesis, or just chilling out.

So I’d wanted to experiment a little, maybe push the boundaries a tiny bit. Beneath the table I slipped off my shoe and ran my toes up and down Danny’s ankle.

Hey, I cooed. What are you reading?

He looked up from his textbook.

Just something on insects, he mumbled, looking back down quickly. Danny was studying to be an entomologist.

Any insects I know of? I cooed again, rubbing his ankle with my socked foot.

Danny shot me an annoyed look and set his highlighter down.

Karina, for your information I was studying the praying mantis. Did you know that females eat males after mating? he asked. Yeah, that’s right, he continued dryly. Women out there are vipers, so I wouldn’t expect you to understand.

My cheeks colored. Where was this coming from? I was just trying to engage in some lighthearted banter and he was accusing me of being a man-eating viper?

Karina, he sighed. You know how New York is. There are five women for every guy, and women here are incredibly aggressive. You don’t need to act like everyone else, he added disdainfully.

Now my cheeks colored. Was flirting with your boyfriend a crime?

I’m not sure what you mean, I said slowly. I was just trying to show interest in your work. I mean, our majors don’t exactly overlap. You’re an entomologist and I’m in the arts.

Well don’t bother, he said huffily, slamming his book shut. It’s just coming off as desperate and cheap. Listen, I have to run because class starts in twenty minutes. Pick this up for me? he asked, nodding at the coffee.

I agreed numbly as he packed his bag and took off, hoodie up against the wind.

But I was brought to my senses a mere week later. Danny had been working late at the lab doing who knows what the past week, so I’d figured I’d make a midnight run and deliver some snacks because the poor guy was working so hard.

The building was dark and I clutched the tin of brownies tightly across my chest. God, I hated walking around Manhattan at night despite the fact that the university had stationed sentries everywhere.

With a sigh of relief, I let myself into the biology building. Okay, he’d said his lab was on the fourth floor. The thought of encountering cages of creepy crawlies was disgusting but I’d brave it – for the right guy.

Slowly, I made my way down the hallway. Sure enough, at the end of the polished floor was a rectangle of light. I could hear light music playing and the murmur of human voices. I picked up the pace. The sooner I was done, the better!

But as I got closer, I realized the voices weren’t exactly talking. Instead, it sounded more like moaning. Moans of Do it, do me, yeah deeper, and crap like that. What the hell?

I tiptoed closer and got the shock of my

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