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Our apartment now has four bedrooms, although only one has a bed. One serves as Doug and Lane’s office, another as my studio, and the third as Aldo’s office.

“What’s going on?” I ask, tugging the towel from my hair and rubbing the damp strands.

“Well,” Lane says, from where he’s lying in the middle of the bed, his hands behind his head. “We got to talking and realized that we haven’t seen you awake in days.”

That same pang of guilt spears my stomach, but I must not hide it well, because Lane frowns.

“We’re not complaining,” he says. “You know how proud we are of you, JoyJoy. But we also miss you.”

Aldo stands from the bed, still wearing his shirt and suit pants from his meeting this afternoon. I open my mouth to ask him how it went, but before I can, he takes my face in his hands and kisses me.

I drop the towel I was using to dry my hair onto the floor, my hands smoothing up Aldo’s firm chest. He makes a soft, pleased sound against my tongue and it hits me then just how much I’ve missed them.

Aldo’s hands are still cupping my face, so when another pair of hands tug the towel from my body, I’m taken by surprise. Fingertips trace over my bare skin with such ghostlike softness, I shiver.

“Do you think you can take all three of us, Minx?” Doug murmurs against my ear.

A rush of heat floods between my legs, my body trembling at the thought. We’ve only done it a couple of times and it’s been a while. I whimper. “Yes.”

Lane swears softly and I hear the sound of a drawer opening and closing. My body is alive with anticipation, but just as I’m about to plead for more, fingers pinch at my nipples, and I moan into Aldo’s kiss.

“On the bed, JoyJoy,” Lane commands. “All fours.”

My heart pounds as I pull back from Aldo, turning to the bed to find Lane already naked and hard, in the center, leaning against the headboard.

I eagerly climb up onto the bed, but when I reach him, he grins and turns me around.

My eyes widen in realization as Aldo strips off his shirt and shoves down his pants and boxer briefs, before climbing up onto the bed on his knees. The familiar sound of a bottle cap being flipped open sounds behind me, and I breath out in anticipation.

Aldo ducks and presses another kiss to my lips before guiding his cock into my mouth. Almost at the same time, Lane presses a slicked-up finger into my ass, and I moan around Aldo, causing him to wrap my hair tightly around his fist.

The sound of more clothes hitting the ground fills the room and I peer through my lashes, watching Doug kiss and nip at Aldo’s neck and shoulders.

“We need to get more mirrors in here,” Lane grits out behind me. “You need to see how fucking hot you look right now, JoyJoy.”

My skin heats at his praise, but then his mouth closes over me, his tongue lapping at my clit and I whimper around Aldo’s cock. When Lane eases a second finger into my ass, his thrusts in sync with the way Aldo is gently fucking my mouth, my legs begin to tremble.

Aldo’s breathing turns to pants, falling off rhythm and I know it’s because Doug is working him open. He swears under his breath, his thumb stroking my cheek before sliding his hand down my body to tease my breasts.

Every sense is on fire as I’m worked over in every possible way and my orgasm crashes into me without warning, my limbs shaking and my body pulsing.

“Good girl,” Lane says, his teeth grazing my ass cheek. “Now, sit up and take my cock.”

He shuffles so he’s lying down, one hand gripping my hip and the other his dick as he guides me down. My entire body flushes, my skin burning as I sink down, his huge dick claiming my ass. It stings, and I whimper, but then hands and mouths are there, Aldo licking at my nipples and Doug rubbing at my clit, pulling my focus and relaxing me.

“Fuck, you feel so good, JoyJoy.” Lane groans. “Fuck.”

As soon as my ass is flush with Lane’s hips, Aldo bends and kisses me deeply. I tangle my fingers in his hair as he carefully pushes me backwards against Lane’s chest. His hands move to caress my breasts, his mouth teasing the sensitive skin on my neck.

“I love you so much, JoyJoy,” he whispers, his teeth tugging my earlobe.

“Fuck. I . . .” I moan as Aldo rubs the head of his cock against my clit before pushing into me.

“You okay,mia stella?” Aldo asks, his thumbs smoothing against my hips as he pushes a little further inside me. “You’re so fucking tight.”

I nod, unable to form words as he continues to fill me, inch by inch.

Lane groans loudly, the sound vibrating against my back. “Fuck. I can feel you, Aldo. Fuck, your cock feels incredible.”

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