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“So, I was wondering why you guys weren’t giving me lessons anymore?” I sprinkled the seasoning onto the chicken breasts I’d put into an aluminum pan. “Did I miss the final exam?”

“You don’t need them anymore,” Ryan said.

“Because I’ve miraculously become a less awkward individual?” I asked.

“Because the entire point of those lessons was to teach you how to be more comfortable flirting and on dates,” Logan said. “And you don’t need to know that because you already know how to flirt with us.”

“Besides,” Ethan cut in, “we like it when you do awkward things like ask Ryan if you can touch his dick in public.”

My cheeks burned as the memory resurfaced. Ryan leaned over and punched Ethan in the shoulder.

“Sorry about that,” I said. “And anything else embarrassing I said.”

“No apology needed,” Ryan said. “And you can touch my dick tonight if you want.”

A hunger that had nothing to do with actual food made my stomach clench. We’d flirt and eat and have a bit of fun, but at some point tonight, I planned on taking him up on that promise.

Chapter thirty

Amelia

“Ithink you broke my vagina,” I announced as soon as I could breathe enough to speak again.

The four of us were sprawled on Ryan’s bed in a pile of sweaty limbs, our skin sticky with all sorts of things I didn’t want to think about. My body still hummed with the afterglow of more orgasms than I could count, however, so I wasn’t about to complain for real.

“I hope we didn’t,” Ethan said. “Because I really like your vagina.”

“Please stop saying the word vagina,” Ryan groaned as he threw his arm across his eyes.

“What should I call it?” I asked. “Hoo-ha? Vajayjay?”

The laughter that followed my intentionally ridiculous questions made my stomach squirm with something that was more than affection. I closed my eyes and basked in the warmth that came from being in this place with these people.

I didn’t know how long I drifted there, somewhere between sleeping and waking, only that I gradually became aware of lighttouches on my skin. Fingertips dancing up my legs and over my stomach. A brush of lips at my throat, my breasts, my belly.

A finger slipped between my folds and I whimpered, a shudder running through me. The guys had taken me, one right after the other, and they hadn’t been gentle. Not that I had minded. I came so hard I almost passed out. The downside was—now my pussy ached and my clit throbbed, so sensitive that even this gentle touch was almost too much.

“I can’t.” I pushed the hand away. “Not yet. It’s too much.”

I opened my eyes and looked at each of my lovers as they backed off. All three were hard again, but none of them tried to coerce me into changing my mind.

“Just because I can’t have you fuck me doesn’t mean I can’t get you off, though,” I said, reaching for the closest cock, which happened to be Logan’s.

To my surprise, he caught my hand before I could touch him.

“There’s something we’ve mentioned but haven’t tried,” he said, raising my hand to kiss my knuckles. “Maybe we could try it now. We have the time to do it right. And it’ll give your poor hoo-ha a break.”

I giggled and the guys joined in for a moment before I turned back to the matter at hand. The laughter had given me the time I needed to realize what Logan was talking about.

“You want to fuck my ass,” I said flatly.

“Yes,” Logan said, his voice just as even. His eyes, however, twinkled with amusement. “I very much want to fuck your ass.”

I sighed, feigning annoyance. “I guess we can try it.” I rolled onto my stomach and wiggled my ass. “But I still want orgasms, so don’t get any ideas about just sticking it in and pumping a couple times before you unload.”

Logan chuckled as he leaned down to press a kiss to the small of my back. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”

I expected there to be some prep work involved, but I thought Logan would get right to it. Instead, his hands began to move over my back, kneading the muscles there even as two additional sets of hands started to massage my legs, all three men working until the last of the tension I hadn’t even realized I was holding melted away.