Autumn lay back on her bed, a glass of wine pleasantly buzzing through her system, her hips propped upward by pillows, a towel beneath her. Two gloriously naked men knelt at her feet, each one straddling a leg. Telling her she needed to be sure to keep her hands out of the way, Mitch had wrapped a silk scarf around them and tied the cloth to a spoke of the headboard. She'd never felt so wanton in her life.

She wondered how many of the blog ladies would be in a situation like ...