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“Some trendy…um…boots,” Ledger adds, and my god, they’re trying so hard, rattling off the things they’ve seen me wear—colors and styles, and it’s so endearing my heart is thumping fast.

Ledger strides across the carpet, looking powerful in those jeans and his black Henley. He bends, cups my cheek, and gives a firm, quick kiss to my lips.

When he pulls back, he says, “Let us spoil you.”

I’ve hit the honeymoon jackpot.

“If you insist. But Imighthave planned something for the rest of the day.”

I can spoil them too. In my own way. And it’ll start like this.

38

AN ERECTION SELECTION

Aubrey

I stand, backing away from the couch and fiddling with the buttons on my cami. That gets their attention. I push Ledger’s shoulder so he knows to sit on the sofa. “I don’t want you to think I’m getting on my knees to thank you for the room, the tickets, the dinner.”

Two pairs of eyes pop as I sink to the plush carpet. I’m wearing a short jean skirt, and I seriously appreciate this hotel’s commitment to luxury floor coverings.

“I’m getting on my knees to say thank you for your…sex math,” I say.

Their smiles are full of filthy anticipation, but they say nothing.

This is my moment to be in control. “Now, this time, boys, I’m going to expect you to listen to me when I say take out your cocks.”

This time, they do.

Faster than they fly down the ice, both my guys unzip and show me their shafts. The best part? They’re already hard. From zero to aroused in seconds.

I tap my chin and my gaze shifts back and forth, back and forth as I appraise my choices.

It’s an erection selection.

“Gee. I just don’t know which one to suck first. Want to flip a coin?” But before they can say a word, I answer with, “Wait. Silly me. I’ve got hands and a mouth. Why don’t you guys just enjoy the view?”

I wrap a hand around Ledger’s cock, and I swirl my tongue over Dev’s. He tosses his head back, grunting out, “Your mouth.”

I preen from the compliment.

“Your hand,” Ledger rasps. “So fucking good, honey.”

The thing is, I’ve never been that great at math, but I’ve always been very,verygood with my hands.Both hands. I stroke Ledger’s length with my left hand, sliding from base to tip then back again, all while I wrap my right hand around the base of Dev’s and draw his dick deeper into my mouth.

As I wrap my lips nice and tight around him, he ropes his fingers through my hair, watching me suck him off.

But I can’t let him get too comfy. Right when Dev lets out a bitten off grunt, I pop off. Then smile. “Musical dicks,” I say with a bob of my shoulder, then turn my face to Ledger’s cock. “Your turn, handsome.”

Before I take Ledger deep, I spit in my palm, and wrap that hand around Dev, jerking him.

“Yes, fucking yes,” he groans, sounding like it won’t take him long at all.

He punches up his hips into my hand while Ledger grips my hair.

But even as he’s fucking my fist and losing his mind, bossy Dev can’t seem to resist giving orders, since he says, “Tug her hair harder. That makes her lose her mind.”

Ledger threads his hands tighter, then fucks my mouth faster.

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