Then Aaron’s hand slid to my belly, and his voice was low and rumbly in my ear. “We never did tell you what the other thing we bought yesterday was.”
“What?” I was barely tracking his words.
“Do you want to know?” he asked.
“Show and tell can come later,” I gasped, squeezing myself around Diego. The stretch from his cock was right on the border between pleasure and pain, and I moaned at the feel of it.
Diego pushed in hard, leaning against me, bending my legs back toward my chest. “Say yes, Mia.”
“Yes,” I breathed—whether it was to Aaron’s question or the way Diego was pumping into me.
And then Aaron reached out, but it wasn’t his fingers that I felt at the top of my slit—it was something hard and a little cold. And as he nestled it between my lips, it began to vibrate.
My back arched off the bed as I shrieked. Diego drove deep inside me, filling me, as Aaron held the little vibrator to myclit. Cody had captured both nipples now, his skilled fingers squeezing and touching. I felt like I was going to explode.
“Come with me,” Diego ordered.
I’d never had two orgasms so close together, but I was right on the edge, my legs trembling, my arms thrashing on the bed.
When the orgasm hit, the world went white, my vision clouding, my screams filling the room along with Diego’s rougher, masculine grunts as he pulsed inside me.
The sensations were too much—I couldn’t tell one from the other. I just knew that every muscle in my body was quaking as I cried out again and again.
My body writhed and thrashed, but they held me in place and kept me from exploding into a million little pieces.
Gasping for air, I let the sensations roll over me. I didn’t have to think. I didn’t have to react. I could just feel and enjoy the amazing pleasure they’d given me.
It felt like I was floating above the bed again, unanchored for a very long time. I was only vaguely aware of my surroundings. There were light touches, cradling me and wiping the sweat off my forehead. And there were deep voices saying reassuring things.
For a long while, I just stayed there with my eyes closed, breathing slowly and trying to get my bearings. My body felt heavy and loose, like all the tension had been wrung out of it. Somewhere in that haze, I felt a hand smoothing my hair back, another brushing along my arm, and a warm palm resting over my hip—steady, grounding touches that made it easier to come back.
When I finally opened my eyes, all three of them were close, their faces soft in the dim light. Diego’s thumb traced lazy circles over my arm. Aaron gave me a warm, knowing smile, as if he knew this experience tonight had vastly outstripped anything else I’d ever felt in my life. And Cody… he didn’t say anything, he just pulled the blanket higher over me and tucked me in against his side like I might get cold.
All three were touching me gently, all three smiling.
It took me three attempts to speak. “Wow.” My voice was hoarse.
“Welcome back,” Diego said. He had his pajama pants back on—they all did—and didn’t look as if he’d just spent an unknown quantity of time completely out of it like I had.
“You okay?” Cody asked quietly.
I thought it over and then nodded, giving a small smile of my own.
“She was more than okay,” Aaron said, then he addressed me. “You were amazing. A fucking goddess, Mia.”
Diego’s voice was warm and certain as he patted my arm. “She was a wild woman. And brave.” His face cracked into a grin. “I knew that the first time you climbed right up that tree during the scavenger hunt.”
“Very brave,” Cody echoed. He planted a kiss on his index and middle fingers and then pressed them against my lips. The warmth from them was comforting. Then he continued. “This was the best Team Mia meeting ever.”
That cleared the final bit of the haze I was in, and we all laughed. I couldn’t help reaching for them, hugging everyone I encountered.
I was surrounded by men I was crazy about, my body loose and spent. I gave myself permission to just lie back and enjoy the sensation of being held.
Being wanted, being cherished like this… it was the best feeling in the world.
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