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My heart warmed and I knelt in front of him. Gripping his hands, I nodded. “Nothing could keep me away. Even if a boat full of pirates tried to stop me, I’d fight them all off to get back to you. I love you, kiddo.”

Jenny pulled up in a tiny red car and got out quickly. She rushed around to the passenger side and opened the back door. “Hey, Forrest! Good morning! And good morning to you, too, Violet.”

I kissed Forrest once more and stood up. “You all have fun at breakfast. Be good, Forrest. I gave him a twenty, Jenny, so he should be good.”

She waved me off. “I invited him. I’m paying. We’ll see you this afternoon.”

Forrest waved goodbye to me and I stood there for another few minutes, freezing while watching them disappear. Finally, I turned and headed back upstairs. I’d just reached my bedroom when there was a knock on my front door.

My stomach erupted in butterflies. It was probably Justin. I hurried to the door and threw it open, revealing all three men. My mouth fell open and I swallowed. The three of them facing me without anyone around to act as a buffer was intimidating.

“Well? Are you going to invite us in?” Mason winked at me. “It’s too early to make me cry, Vi.”

I stepped out of the way and motioned for them to come inside. “What did I do to earn this visit? You just missed Forrest. Jenny wanted to give him and her son a chance to become friends so she’s taking them to breakfast.”

Ben shut the door behind himself and leaned against it. “We saw.”

I swallowed nervously and fiddled with the sleeves of my robe. “Well?”

Justin walked to me and stopped with his thighs brushing mine. He’d just left my bed a few hours earlier. I could still feel his erection buried deep inside me, stretching me completely. He slipped his hands inside my robe and cupped my breasts while he leaned down and kissed me.

I groaned as he pinched my nipples and pushed my robe open. With his mouth pressed against mine, I couldn’t see what Mason or Ben were doing, but I felt movement behind me.

“What time do you need to be at work, Vi?” Ben gripped my hips and then slid his hands lower to take my robe and slowly work it up my legs.

I stammered as his fingertips stroked over my outer thighs. “Nine…”

Justin dipped his mouth to my breast and pinched my nipple between his tongue and teeth. I gasped and locked my arms around his neck. He sucked hard while stroking my other breast and teasing that nipple with his calloused thumb.

Ben dragged his fingertips over my hips and up my sides while pulling my damp hair to one side of my neck and kissing my bare shoulder. My robe was pinned at my lower back but Ben shifted and it fell to the floor between our feet. He kissed a trail down my spine, his beard as rough as his mouth was soft. He knelt behind me, gripped my hips, and continued those silky stinging kisses over my ass and thighs.

Mason leaned against my couch, watching us. His jaw was tight and his blue eyes were dark as they moved over me. “Two hours is never going to be enough time.”

I licked my lips as he pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed his baseball hat on top of the pile of clothes quickly forming at his feet. “Two hours is a long time.”

His smile was wicked as he unbuttoned his pants and slowly walked over to me. “Not with you.”

CHAPTER 19

Violet

Justin grunted his agreement as he switched his mouth from one breast to the other. Ben’s fingers tightened on my hips as he settled his mouth at the bottom curve of my ass. Tipping his chin forward, he stroked his tongue over the southernmost point of my lower lips. It was a tease, a warming sensation that made me tilt my hips backwards in an attempt to give him more access.

“With you, Violet, we get hard and stay hard. You’re human Viagra. Two hours is nothing. Not when there are so many ways to make you scream, so many ways you’ll take our cocks.” Mason cupped my cheek and ran his thumb over my mouth. Slowly, he pushed it through my lips and rested it on my tongue. “You have no idea how many times I’ve thought about these lips.”

Justin let my nipple pop free of his mouth and stepped away from me. Without him there to hold onto, I slumped forward to my knees. Ben let out a growl of frustration before shifting around behind me and then demanding I raise my hips. I was in a haze of lust but Mason helped me do what he wanted and when he helped me lower myself, it was onto Ben’s face.

I yelped and tried to lift myself off of him, but he wrapped his arms around my thighs and pinned me there, with my sex pressing into his mouth. All my fight vanished when his tongue pierced my lips and stroked my slightly swollen inner walls. My mouth fell open and I dropped my head back, releasing a loud moan that might’ve embarrassed me if my brain hadn’t been busy short-circuiting.

Ben growled against my flesh and used his grip on my thighs to spread my legs wider. Fully sitting on his face, I gasped when his nose rubbed my clit. The sensations were overwhelming in the best way.

Still, when Mason stepped forward and cupped my face, I knew what to do, like it’d only been a few days since the last time I’d done it to him. Pressing my forehead against his hard stomach, I used my shaking hands to pull down his zipper and pushed his pants down. I moved them low enough for his shaft to pop free and then I watched as it bounced up and hit me in the chin. My mouth watered as I flicked out my tongue to taste the bead of precum at the tip. Over six years since I’d done that very thing to a man, I knew the act wasn’t anything I wanted with anyone else, just the three of them. I’d expected to dislike the motion that first night, especially after listening to my friends talk about it. I’d been wrong. Hearing the men groan and growl for me was one of the hottest things and one of the things I missed the most.

Mason pulled my hair into his fist at the top of my head and stared down at me with a burning gaze as I raised my head and wrapped my hand around his base. Holding his length out, I ran my tongue up and down it, like it was my favorite ice cream cone. His grip tightened when I treated the underside the same way. “Enough, Vi. Open your mouth.”

Ben speared his tongue into me faster then and he managed to reach my clit with his fingertips, stroking the nub from the top as his nose bumped it from beneath. I had no choice but to open my mouth as an orgasm rained down on me. Ben showed no signs of slowing down, even as my hips twitched in his arms and I twisted my core over his face as much as his grip allowed.

Mason met my desperate gaze and grunted while slowly feeding me his length. “You know better than to think one orgasm is going to be enough. He’s not going to stop until he’s drowning in your juices, Vi.”

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