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But right now, I have an agenda.

“I want to ride you,” I tell him, then glance at the other two men. “And I want to suck you two at the same time.”

Zane grins like a kid with a squirt gun. “Twist my arm.”

I smirk at the oversized bulge in his pants. “It’s not your arm I’m after.”

Nico laughs and strips off his pants. “Whatever the lady wants.” He points to an old-fashioned fainting couch parked near a window that’s framing a perfect sea view. “That’s pretty good for what you have in mind.”

Ash looks unexpectedly pleased. “I hoped those were serving a purpose. We put one in each room for a reason.”

Zane scoops me up in his arms and strides toward the couch. “They come in handy.” He glances at Ash as I cling to his neck. “Mr.—uh?—”

He falters with how to address Ash, and it’s the first time this setup has felt awkward. I wondered how the weird power dynamic might play out.

But Ash takes the whole thing in stride. “Ash is fine,” he says. “Or Ashton if you prefer.”

“Not Ash Hole, though.” I’m still holding tight to Zane as the other two men finish undressing. Their bodies look muscular and lean, a treat for my eyes as well as my body. “Only I get to call him that.”

Nico chuckles as he joins us by the fainting couch. “Definitely won’t be calling the boss an asshole.”

Ash’s brow furrows as he takes a seat on the sofa. “In here, I’m not your boss.” He looks at me, wrapped up in Zane’s arms. “Except for you. Take a seat, Camille. On my cock, if you don’t mind.”

A shiver rolls through me at the command. “I’d be ever so delighted.” I gaze at his dick, which is already huge and engorged.

Zane stoops to lower me onto him, pausing mid-air with a question. “Facing him or reverse cowgirl?”

I look down at Ash, feeling dizzy with options. I do love the angle of facing away, but the urge to look into his eyes wins out. “Facing Ash.”

“Atta girl.” Zane lowers me onto him as Ash grips the base of his own meaty cock. “Nice and easy.”

I gasp as his thick cock slides into me. Blood throbs in my ears and I groan as he fills me completely.

“Slow,” commands Nico, his hands slowly stroking my breasts. “We’ve got plenty of time.”

But I can’t resist rolling my hips, drawing Ash deeper into my body. This feeling of fullness, the curve of his cock, the tick of my pulse in my ears—I’m entranced by every last detail.

Especially his gaze as he watches me sink down onto him.

“She can handle it,” he says, gentle thumbs strumming my hip bones. “Can’t you, Camille?”

“Yes.” I start riding him fully, knees planted on each side of his body. He feels so fucking good at this angle, anchored inside me all the way to the root.

Ash lets me set the rhythm. I’m rolling my hips, rising up so he nearly slides out of me, then sliding back down his impressive length. Hands on his chest, I sync my movements with the beat of his heart.

“That’s it,” Zane murmurs, fisting his cock as he watches me move. “God, you look hot.”

I open my mouth to say something, then promptly forget what it was. All I can think about is having a mouthful of dick. “Come closer,” I breathe, rising up on my knees before gliding down again. “Let me suck you both.”

Nico moves in for the kill, shoving my hair back from my face. He’s gripping his shaft, sliding thick fingers up and down it. “Is this what you want?”

God, he’s got a big dick, too. It must be a job requirement? I doubt I can deep-throat two men at once, but I’m game to give it a shot.

The guys touch my torso, caressing my breasts and keeping me steady as I rise up over Ash. Coming down hard, I catch Zane’s thick shaft in one hand, copying the way I just watched him stroke it.

He lets out a guttural groan. “Yeah.” He watches my hand glide over that thick, swollen head. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

My left hand snakes out to grab Nico, and I stroke them both at the same steady cadence. A thrill ripples through me atthe novelty of what we’re all doing. The feeling of fat, throbbing shafts in both hands while the man I adore thrusts up beneath me.

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