Page 55 of The All-Inclusive

Trent drops his eyes to my face. “You don’t want this?”

Oh, I want it.

“Just a slight change of plans.” My voice shakes a little, but it’s surprising how in-charge I sound. “I know the plan was for Logan to fuck me while you sit on your hands and watch.”

Trent tilts his head. “We can pivot if you want.”

“For sure.” Logan takes my hand, guiding me over to the bed. He’s probably tired of holding my weight, and I’m glad to sit down for a second.

“I still want to fuck Logan.” It’s crazy to say that out loud with the man I’ve been planning to marry sitting beside me. “But I want to suck you while I do it.”

Trent’s eyes flare as one edge of his mouth ticks up. “Uh, no complaints here.”

“Sounds good to me.” Logan chuckles and eases me back on the bed. He positions me right in the middle, then moves to peel off his boxers.

Trent does the same while Logan rolls on a condom. With all the exploring we’ve done these past couple days, Trent knows I’m okay with taking him bare.

“In case you have any doubts,” he told me last night as he gave me an envelope. “Test results from the on-site clinic. I’m clean.”

It’s one less thing to fret about as we arrange ourselves on the bed. I’m flat on my back with Trent on his knees near my head. He squeezes my breasts through the filmy black bra that’s attached to a snug corset waist. Turning my head, I open my mouth like a baby bird hungry for dinner.

Logan growls as he watches me suckle the fat, throbbing bulb of Trent’s cock. I give it a twirl with my tongue, enjoying the sear of two pairs of eyes that can’t look away.

Logan climbs on the bed, moving between my legs as he uses his knees to nudge me open. “God, you look good like that.”Gripping a thigh in each palm, he opens me wider, then glides a finger through my folds. “I fucking love how wet you get.”

I shudder and seal my lips around Trent as Logan draws one of my legs to his chest. It’s strange to be spread open this way. I feel so exposed, but sexy as hell. He watches my face as he notches himself at my entrance. He’s giving me one last chance to back out.

Probably fair, since just a few weeks ago, I pictured myself having sex with only one man for the rest of my life. But now I can’t picture anything other than Logan sinking inside me.

Clutching Trent at the base of his shaft, I drag my mouth off him. “Do it, Logan.” I look into those bright, hazel eyes. “Let us both watch you fuck me.”

I look over at Trent and yep—he’s got his eyes locked on Logan. He looks hungry and dazed, and I tighten my grip on Trent’s dick. Stroking him slowly, I watch in spellbound wonder as Logan sinks slowly inside me.

Fuck, that feels good.

“Oh, Sara.” Logan’s gritting his teeth as he eases in, inch by thick inch. “You’re so fucking tight.”

“Isn’t she?” Trent’s eyes are hooded as his cock gives a twitch in my fist. “Wait ‘til you’re all the way in. It’s like Heaven, my friend.”

I love how they’re talking, like I’m something to treasure and savor. Like they’ve fought some great battle and won me. I’m their prize, their possession, their ultimate reward.

“Oh.” I clench down as Logan sinks deeper. I’m still not used to this searing sense of fullness. This achingly beautiful stretch.

“Breathe, baby,” he urges.

“You’re doing great, Sara.” Trent kneads my breasts, pinching each nipple between a thumb and forefinger. It gives me the tiniest shockwave of pain but diverts my mind from the intrusion. From Logan’s progression inside me.

He’s all the way in now, seated as deep as he can possibly get.He holds himself there, looking deep into my eyes as my body keeps clenching and squeezing.

“Baby, you look so good like that.” Trent sweeps the hair off my face. “You like how he feels in that tight little pussy?”

I nod and his dick bumps my cheek. That’s right, I was sucking him, wasn’t I? At some point I should have watched porn so I know how this goes. I keep getting distracted, wanting to witness every last move while aching to lie back andfeel.

Then Logan starts moving and I gasp. God, that feels good, the thrust and retreat. The bright burst of fullness followed by hot, grabby need. I open my mouth, needing to feel myself filled to the brim.

“Trent,” I plead between moans. “Put it back in my mouth.”

“You’re sure, baby?” He brushes the hair from my face. “You don’t just want to enjoy?”

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