Page 52 of Control's Undoing

“Oh my God,” she yelled, her hands gripping Xavier’s upper arms as she held on for dear life.

Xavier gave no quarter, no reprieve, and Annie reached the pinnacle way too fast for someone who’d just had two delicious orgasms.It no longer felt as if she had control of her body.In this, she was Xavier’s instrument, and he was playing his magnum opus.

The third climax lasted longer, triggering several aftershocks that left her trembling, gasping for air.She’d never experienced a pleasure so intense she almost begged for a break.Annie was afraid she was risking a heart attack at this point, especially when Xavier reached between them and applied the perfect amount of pressure to her clit.He cast her right into the deep end, an orgasm she hadn’t seen coming, slamming into her.

Mercifully, Xavier jumped in with her, the two of them drowning together, bliss rushing in over her head until all she saw was black.

When Annie opened her eyes, she frowned, confused.

She was no longer lying at the bottom of the bed but was in the middle of a sexy man sandwich, under the covers, Xavier and Colum flanking her.While Xavier was still naked, Colum hadn’t removed anything more than his shoes before climbing in next to her.

“Welcome back,” Xavier said smugly.

At any other time, she’d call him on his tone, but damn if he hadn’t earned the right to be smug.

“You had us a wee bit worried,” Colum confided.

“Did I pass out?”

Xavier grinned, placing a kiss on the bite mark on her shoulder that was still tender.“You’re welcome.”

She rolled her eyes, laughing.“Arrogant ass,” she said, though there was no heat behind the words.

“I didn’t know it was possible for a woman to pass out from too many orgasms.”Colum’s words opened the door, and Annie walked through it.

“Colum, you have had sex before, right?”

His brows furrowed.“Oh, yeah, sure enough.It’s just my experiences were…er…a bit more straightforward.”

“What’s that mean?”Xavier asked.

“Well, there wasn’t a lot of foreplay.More like, we just got down to business.”Colum’s face was suddenly red, his embarrassment endearing.

“Down to business,” Xavier repeated, somewhat disgusted.“Who would sleep with you and not want to spend hours exploring every delicious inch?”

Colum’s blush deepened, but Annie didn’t attribute this to self-consciousness.The underlying sexual tension between her guys was thick enough to cut with a knife.When the two of them finally came together, it would be explosive.She sent up a silent prayer that she would be there to witness it.

“I’ve never really dated,” Colum confessed.“Relationships like that, er, they don’t come easy to me.”

“No girlfriends?”Annie asked.

Colum shook his head.

“Boyfriends?”Xavier added.

“No.The two times I had sex—” Colum began.

Annie’s eyes widened as Xavier sputtered in shock.“You’ve only had sex twice?”he asked, aghast.“With the same person?”

Colum grimaced, then shrugged.“No.Two different women, two different nights.They were both American tourists who I met down at the pub.They liked my accent.”

Annie tried not to laugh, but when she glanced at Xavier and saw him fighting the same desire, they both cracked up.

Colum narrowed his eyes, but his grin let them know he wasn’t really angry.“I’ll have ye know Irish accents are very sexy.”

Annie pushed up so that she could give him a kiss on the cheek.“The sexiest,” she agreed.

Xavier grunted, and she thought perhaps he’d argue on behalf of his French accent, so she was surprised when he reached across her to cup Colum’s cheek affectionately.

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