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I roll my eyes. “I definitely can,” I say with confidence.

“Prove it, then, darlin’.”

His challenging smirk is adorable, and the twinkle in his eyes is slowly melting the icicle of anxiety spearing my body.

Diesel and Axel smirk, too, as they wait for my reply. I roll my eyes again. I can give them something to smirk about…

“First,” I say, “You have to let me undress each of you down to nothing.”

“Fine,” Diesel says as he steps forward, and pulls me into his arms. “But we’ll be undressing you, too. And you’ll be blindfolded.”

Before I can say another word, Diesel kisses me deeply on the mouth. As he does, Cruz ties the blindfold around my head again.

The three of them immediately resume kissing me, but this time they’re peeling off my clothes as they do, and kissing every swath of my skin they expose. My shoulders, my breasts, my stomach, my thighs, my knees, and right down to my ankles get attention from their talented lips.

I follow their lead as I strip them naked, using my hands and mouth to guide me. I kiss Axel’s pecs as I peel off his shirt. I lick Cruz’s abs and then a line down to the tops of his thighs as I slide his pants and then his boxers down.

His cock springs free, and I grab it. Imprint the feel of him into my memory before he moves away and I’m being undressed some more. My bra is pulled off and they each take turns kissing my nipples.

Axel’s boxers come down next and last is Diesel. I touch each of them but only long enough to make them moan once before Diesel’s saying, “Ready, Win?”

“I think you forgot my panties,” I murmur against his mouth when he returns to kiss my lips again.

“Mm-hmm,” he whispers back, huskily. “Let’s leave those on for now.”

The three of them guide me to my knees and I realize I’m shaking. Not from nerves, but anticipation.

It’s Axel who goes first. Like with the kiss, I guess the moment his cock brushes against my lips, but I carry on as long as possible. Without my sight, I am one hundred percent focused on the feel of him, the taste of him. I love it. When I have to stop sucking him and guess, he kneels before me and kisses me hard and tells me I’m amazing.

As I go through the same with Cruz, my pussy begins to throb, desperate to be touched as well.

Luckily they don’t try to trick me. It’s Diesel who goes last, and his cock is rock hard. I swipe up a drop of pre-cum from the tip with my tongue. He groans, and I’m going to take him in my mouth when he pulls his cock away and holds my face in his hands.

“Diesel,” I say with a whine. “Please.”

“Glad you know it’s me,” he says, “but uh-unh. This erection is for one place, Peach, and it’s not those pretty lips of yours.”

My stomach flips over and I rip the blindfold off my eyes.

A shudder of lust passes through me when I see that his eyes are as passion-filled as his voice.

“I’m ready,” I whisper. “Tell me what to do.”

Chapter 35

Winnie

Diesel pulls me up from where I kneel on the floor, and kisses me hard. “Get your fine ass on that bed. On your hands and knees, at the very end.”

The directive rolls off his tongue, smooth and sexy as hell, and I do as he says.

“Good girl,” he growls, and my body trembles at his praise.

His hand cups my ass, a finger dipping into the fabric of my panties and giving it a gentle tug. He lets out a low whistle. “This is a sight I never want to forget. But now these panties come down.”

He indeed pulls them down, but not off. He presses a kiss into the small of my back as my panties stretch around the middle of my thighs, keeping my legs locked together. I whimper.

“Any time you want to stop, you say so, okay? Let me know what feels good and what doesn’t, okay, Win?”

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