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Jameson wasn’t a small guy, and feeling him stretch me, brushing every nerve ending deep in my center, was amazing.

And I just knew Slade’s thick girth would feel just as magical.

Painstakingly slow, he inched his hand higher. His groan when he reached my breasts vibrated from his bare chest along my back. One massive hand palmed my breast, fingers pinching and twisting at the hard tip.

“I need to suck on these pretty tits, baby. Take your top off.”

Gripping the hem, I tugged it up, wiggling a little to get it over my head. It fell from my fingertips, disappearing over the side of the bed. On my back, I waited for Slade to follow through with his words.

Except, instead of his lips on me, the bedside light flicked on. I blinked, chasing away little black dots dancing in my vision at the sudden change. My hair slid along the pillow as I twisted to frown at Slade, but the hungry look in his eyes as he took in my naked chest had me swallowing the protest.

“Do you know how many nights I lay awake with my cock strangled in my fist, imagining you in my bed, begging me to do whatever I wanted?”

A fresh rush of desire had moisture leaking from between my thighs. I internally cringed, knowing I was no doubt soaking my thin cotton shorts. But I couldn’t find it in me to be embarrassed, not when two hot-as-Hades men found every part of me amazing. I was confident in all aspects of my body because of him and Jameson in a way I’d never been before, even before Josh.

“Take those shorts off so I can see all of you.”

Thumbs hooked into the waistband, I yanked them down my thighs and kicked them off. A rush of cold air hit my lower half when he pulled back the covers, tossing them over the end of the bed.

I almost swallowed my tongue at the sight of him kneeling beside me on the bed naked, hand slowly working up and down his massive cock. A pitiful whimper escaped me, unable to look away from his white-knuckled grip.

“You like that?” I nodded, and he gave his dick a hard tug, a droplet of precum slipping out. He looked at the drop, then at me. With a wicked gleam in his green eyes, he swiped it off with his thumb and stretched it out toward me. “Suck it off, baby. Give me a preview of what that amazing mouth of yours can do.”

I greedily sucked his thumb between my lips, only for them to part on a gasp when thick fingers stroked along my slick center. A moan had me humming around him, and I sucked harder, loving the way his eyes flared when I pulled it deeper into my mouth.

“Hmm, seems like someone is in a good girl mood tonight.” I nodded, making his hand move with me. “Good girls get rewarded.”Thank fuck.“What do you want, baby?”

Unable to speak, I wrapped a hand around his steel-hard cock and squeezed. His hiss filled the quiet room, spurring me on. Tightening my grip, I pumped my hand up and down, forcing more precum to slip free. Pushing up to my elbows, I leaned to the side, eyes on him, making sure he understood what I wanted.

Him in my mouth—and not just his thumb.

With a cocky smirk, he pulled the digit free, swiping my saliva along my lips. “You want to taste me directly from the source, baby?” He wrapped his hand around mine, constricting my grip even tighter. “Then come and have a lick. Pull me into that mouth of yours I’ve envisioned too many times wrapped around my cock, choking on me until all you can taste and feel is me.”

I tightened around the fingers that plunged into my core. Closing the distance between my lips and his cock, I used the tip of my tongue to lick up the tiny drops straight from his slit.

“Oh damn, baby.” His hips tilted forward, pushing him past my parted lips. Jaw stretched wide, tongue flat, I took him deeper, loving the feel of this powerful man shuddering because of me. “That’s it. Now let’s get you ready for me.”

With that warning, he added another finger into my core, palm grinding against my clit. I tried to pull back, the feeling too full and too much, but his hand on the back of my head kept me in place. “You want to watch?”

I stilled. Eyes tipped up, I saw Slade’s attention was focused behind me. I squeezed his fingers, realizing we had company.

“By the way her cunt nearly broke my fingers, I’d say she’s interested.”

“I’ll never turn down the chance to see our girl fall apart, whether it’s for you or me.”

Jameson’s voice amped up my need, knowing he was behind me somewhere, watching, enjoying seeing Slade with his fingers between my thighs and my lips wrapped around his cock.

“Keep working that hot mouth around me, baby,” Slade growled. “One more finger. If you can take all three, you can have me.”

My eyes went wide before slamming shut as the stretch pushed the boundaries of pain. I whimpered around his cock, making him twitch on my tongue.

“Holy fuck.” The sound of furniture moving somewhere in the room had my ears straining to figure out what was happening around me. “That’s so damn hot, Raindrop. Seeing your pink pussy stuffed full of his tatted fingers, it’s fucking erotic as hell.”

Slade moved in and out in shallow pumps, driving me higher. At the flick of his thumb against my clit, I shattered, crying out around his cock. A snap of his hips had him tapping the back of my throat, making me gag and tears drip from the corners of my eyes.

Without warning, he pulled away. With the back of my hand, I wiped at my messy mouth, blinking through the tears.

“Damn, you’re perfect. But as much as I like the feel of your throat working around my cock, I think I promised your tits some attention.” Hand to my shoulder, he gently pushed, forcing me to lie back on the bed. “Can you see?”

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