Page 113 of Some Like It Hot

“What do you want, Sugar?” he asks me. “Tell us what you need.”

“Oh, now I get to decide?” I demand. “Where was ladies’ choice when I wanted to come on the couch?” I use the mattress to lift myself off of Blake’s chest and pin him with what I hope is a flirty, not pouty gaze.

He just grins up at me and gives my ass a hard slap.

It makes my whole body bounce on top of him, and damn it, it feels amazing. I get very, very wet, which he knows because he can feel it on his hip. The grin grows wider.

“You want to come?” Aidan asks. “Then on your back, woman.”

But I shake my head. “No. I was promised two cocks at once and I want them. Now.”

We always talk about doing this, but somehow it never happens. Usually because they spend so much time eating me out that I’m a limp noodle by the time they’re fucking me.

I’m wet and ready and relaxed enough that I won’t tense up.

I rub up and down on Blake and dangle my breasts in front of him.

“You heard the lady,” Blake growls, before he raises his head and takes a nipple into his mouth.

I moan enthusiastically as sharp pleasure rips through me. “More.”

Blake lifts my hips and seats me on him. “Oh, yeah, that’s one wet pussy, baby. You’re ready, aren’t you?”

“So. Ready.” I gasp and clench my inner walls down onto Blake as he thrusts up into me.

It pops into my head that this may be the only time we do this, but I banish the thought.

We still have weeks. Almost two months.

But just in case, I’m not letting this opportunity slip away to experience having two men deep inside me at the same time.

Aidan shifts in behind me, his legs on either side of Blake’s. He lifts my hair and kisses the back of my neck. “Lean forward, El. Tell me if it’s too much, okay?”

“Of course.”

When I lean forward, bracing myself on the mattress, Aidan runs his hand down my spine and over my ass, teasing between my cheeks. Even that much, having his touch on me while Blake pumps up into me has goose bumps rising. Then Simon shifts in beside me and pets my hair, running a knuckle down my cheek. I instinctively suck on them when he brushes over my lips.

There is rustling as Aidan undresses and presumably grabs lube, but then he’s swirling around my entrance with his finger. “Good?”

“Yes. So good.” All these hands, all these bodies crowding me, it never fails to allow me to dump every chaotic thought from my brain and live in the moment.

It’s nothing but pleasure. Hot, sharp, aching pleasure.

“Look at me, love,” Simon commands.

I turn obediently, seeing him watching me with hooded eyes. I open my mouth, wanting him, a finger, his cock, anything.

He just slowly shakes his head. “God, you’re incredible. Wait until Aidan is inside you. Then you can have my cock, too. Just be patient.”

“I want you,” I plead.

“Relax, El,” Aidan says. “You’re tensing up.”

Reaching for Simon has stiffened my back and shoulders. I force myself to open myself up more, to trust that they’ll know what I need and when.

They always do.

“That’s it, dirty girl. I’m coming in.”

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