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  She quivered. “And what’s that?” But she knew what he meant.

  “You fantasize about watching the two of us together. Isn’t that right?”

  As images wafted through her mind of these two sexy men touching each other … stroking each other in intimate places … her heart pounded.

  “Yes,” she murmured. “I think that would be”—she had to suck in a breath—“incredibly sexy to watch.”

  Reid’s smile widened. “So you’d like to see me run my hand over Dylan’s chest?”

  Her breath caught as Dylan unbuttoned his shirt and took it off. The two men were less than a foot away from each other on the couch.

  “For me to run my hands down his chest…” Reid continued. “Over his stomach and…” He grinned. “Lower?” His cobalt-blue eyes were locked on her.

  She was sure he could see the need sparking in her eyes. She nodded, wishing they would just go ahead and do it. To satisfy the hunger growing in her.

  Reid unbuttoned his shirt, too, and dropped it from his shoulders, then tossed it aside.

  “Would you like to see Dylan’s hands stroke my chest? Maybe play with my nipples?”

  Heat simmered through her and her breathing tightened. She nodded.

  “What else would you like to see?” Dylan asked.

  “I’d like to see you”—she drew in a breath—“kiss each other. And touch each other in”—she licked her lips—“intimate places.”

  Dylan rested his hand on Reid’s chest and glided it downward. Her breath caught as his hand approached the huge bulge in Reid’s pants. But then Dylan’s hand stopped, inches from the tip of Reid’s confined cock … and stayed poised there.

  “So you’d like me to unzip Reid’s pants and touch his cock?”

  She nodded, her eyes wide.

  “Then you’d like me to reach inside his boxers,” Dylan continued, “and pull it out, then stroke it?”

  She nodded more vigorously.

  “And then,” Reid said, “would you like him to suck it?”

  She felt faint, electricity crackling over her nerve endings.

  “I’d like that very much,” she said in a throaty whisper.

  Both men chuckled.

  “You are a dirty girl,” Dylan said, his lips curling up in a grin.

  “And we do love dirty girls,” Reid said.

  She licked her lips again, her body trembling with the need these two men had built up in her with their teasing.

  “Look how anxious she is,” Reid said.

  “You know, sweetheart, we want to give you what you want, but we need a little encouragement first.”

  Excitement quivered through her at the thought of seeing these two men touching each other in such an intimate way.

  “What kind of encouragement?”

  “Well, maybe you do something, then we’ll do something.”

  “Oh.”

  She wrapped her arms around herself and glided her hands down her arms and over her hips. They watched her aptly as she dragged her fingertips up her stomach, then traced the bottom of her skimpy bra.

  They stared at her fingers, practically drooling. She cupped the bottoms of her breasts and lifted.

  “This kind of encouragement?” she asked with a coquettish smile.

  “It’s a damn good start,” Reid said, his heated gaze gliding from her hands to the swell of her soft mounds spilling from the top of the sheer lace bra.

  Her nipples hardened, straining against the fabric.

  She smiled. “I’ll give you a little more, but then you give me something.”

  She unfastened her bra, then peeled it away and dropped it to the floor.

  She could see both their cocks straining against their pants.

  Reid grinned. “Baby, you need to learn to negotiate better. Set your terms before you give it away.”

  Both men’s gazes were locked on her hardened nipples.

  She laughed. “Okay, fair enough. How about this? I’ll touch my naked breasts…” She narrowed her eyes, wondering what to ask for first. “If you two kiss.”

  Dylan glanced to Reid, who returned his look. She couldn’t read their expressions.

  “What do you mean by touching them?” Reid asked.

  She smiled, knowing she had them.

  “I’ll stroke them.” She raised her hand and held it an inch from her breast, as if she was about to cup it. “And, depending on how much I like your kiss, maybe I’ll tease the nipples.”

  She moved her fingers in the air as if she was toying with the hard beads.

  “Even pull on them a little.”

  When she mimicked that movement, she was amazed flames didn’t shoot from their eyes, they were blazing with such heat.

  “Deal,” Reid said.

  He turned to Dylan and leaned toward him. Dylan closed the distance and their lips touched.

  She couldn’t help herself. Her hands cupped her breasts and she stroked them. Heat washed through her.

  Dylan slid his hand around Reid’s head and pulled him closer. She could see their lips moving on each other’s.

  Their mouths parted and they turned toward her. She was still stroking her soft mounds.

  “That was hot,” she said huskily.

  Reid pulled Dylan close again, until their mouths were a half inch apart, then … oh, God, her heart stuttered as his tongue glided out and stroked Dylan’s lips. Dylan opened and Reid slid between his lips, then pulled him closer. Their mouths moved on each other’s hungrily and she had trouble catching her breath.

  Then they drew back and watched her expectantly.

  As promised, she teased her nipples, stroking them with her fingertips. Feeling the dusky pink flesh surrounding them pebble.

  “I think we deserve the full treatment after that,” Dylan said.

  She pinched her nipples tightly between her fingertips then pulled on them.

  Dylan groaned. Then he stood up, unzipped his jeans, and dropped them to the floor. His cock stretched his blue boxers. Reid stood up and shed his dress pants, too. His charcoal boxers couldn’t even contain his stiff cock. The mushroom-shaped head peered out over the waistband.

  “I like that,” she said in a husky voice. “But I’d like to see you get rid of those boxers.”

  “We will if you do,” Reid said, his cobalt-blue eyes twinkling.

  She rose and slowly glided her tiny thong down her thighs, over her calves, to her ankles. Then she stood up and stepped out of them. The men’s gazes locked on her pussy as they surged to their feet and stripped away their underwear.

  She knelt on the floor, as they sat down again. She rested her elbows on the glass coffee table, unable to drag her gaze from the sight of their two rigid, twitching cocks. Cocks that would all too soon be inside her.

  “I want you to touch each other’s cocks.” Her words came out a mere whisper.

  “In exchange for what?” Reid’s eyes twinkled with his smile.

  “I promise I’ll reward you. Just trust me.”

  “Good enough for me.” Dylan reached over and wrapped his hand around Reid’s cock.

  Reid reached for Dylan and grasped his tall cock, too. Stevie sucked in a deep, calming breath.

  She eased herself onto the armchair again, settling back into it. With her feet flat on the floor, she widened her legs, exposing her naked folds to their sight. Then she grazed her inner thighs with her fingertips, stopping barely a breath from her intimate flesh.

  “If you stroke each other, I’ll touch myself.”

  “Where, Stevie?” Dylan asked. “Where will you touch yourself?” His voice was hoarse with need.

  She smiled. “I’ll touch my pussy.”

  “Will you tell us how wet it is?” Reid asked.

  She nodded.

  Each of their hands began to move. Each long, hard shaft grew even longer as the other man’s big, masculine fingers moved up and down.

  She found it hard to breathe, the sight was so … incredibly eroti
c.

  She stroked over her slick petals, the glaze coating her fingertips.

  “I’m sopping wet,” she volunteered. “So wet,” she murmured, “I would probably come on the spot if one of your cocks thrust into me right now.”

  “Ah, fuck, baby.” Reid’s gaze, locked on her slick folds, blazed with heat.

  “What will you do if I suck Reid’s cock?” Dylan asked huskily.

  Her breath caught. Oh, God, that would be something to see.

  “What do you want me to do?”

  Dylan crouched down in front of Reid, watching Stevie.

  “I want to see your fingers buried deep inside that hot pussy of yours. I want to watch you finger fuck yourself.”

  She opened her legs wider, stroking her slick flesh faster. Then she pushed her fingers inside her slit.

  Both men watched her—at least, her hands—their eyes filled with primal need. She glided her fingers out, then in again.

  Then she stopped, waiting.

  Her breath held as Dylan leaned forward. The sight of his lips wrapping around Reid’s big cockhead … of his masculine mouth gliding down the thick shaft … had her gasping for air. The memory of her own mouth moving on Reid like that intensified her excitement. She had to force herself not to continue stroking herself, saving it for when Dylan could watch her.

  Dylan’s head moved up and down on Reid, his gaze still locked on her fingers. Reid watched her, too, but his cheeks flushed and his eyes were glazing with the pleasure Dylan was giving him.

  “Keep going, baby,” Reid insisted. “Dylan can still see you.”

  Dylan nodded.

  The sight of Reid’s thick cock gliding between Dylan’s lips was driving her wild. Her fingers drove inside herself again and she almost cried out. She thrust in again and again as heat thrummed through her.

  “Oh, God, it’s so hot watching you two.” She thrust in deeper. “Reid, are you going to come in Dylan’s mouth?” She thrust faster. “Because if you do, I swear, I’ll come on the spot.” She could already feel the orgasm pulsing inside her like a flower ready to blossom.

  “Aw, fuck, baby!” Then Reid groaned, his body convulsing against Dylan’s mouth.

  “Ohhhhh!” she moaned as the orgasm swelled within her, expanding to quivering bliss.

  Her eyes fell closed, but she heard them moving toward her.

  “God, I need to be inside you, sweetheart,” Dylan said and she felt his cock brush against her opening.

  She pulled away her fingers, still shuddering her release. He drove deep inside her and she gasped. He began to thrust and she spiraled off to bliss yet again. With each thrust of his cock, her pleasure rose … higher and higher … until she was clinging to him. Begging him for more.

  “Oh, yeah. Please. Deeper.”

  He thrust deeper into her, increasing his speed. She clung to his shoulders and quivered as he groaned. Then she felt the heat of him releasing inside her.

  Too soon he pulled out, but Reid took his place and his big cock drove inside her.

  “Oh, God,” she practically squealed.

  “Too much, baby?” Reid asked, concern in his cobalt eyes.

  “No. More,” she begged.

  He smiled and thrust again. She wrapped her legs around him and his cock drove deeper still, filling her with incredible bliss. His arms around her … his body tight to hers … his thick cock pumping into her … sent her head spinning in a vortex of exhilarating sensations.

  Pleasure swamped her senses and with each stroke of his cock, she felt her hold on the here and now fray … until she was hanging on by a thread, and …

  He drove deep into her and the thread broke.

  She wailed, clinging to him but feeling she was in free-fall. Floating on the edge of ecstasy.

  Then she tumbled over.

  * * *

  “Stevie … Stevie … Stevie…”

  She kept hearing someone call her name. More and more insistently.

  Her eyelids fluttered open and she saw Reid’s face right in front of her, his eyes filled with concern. Dylan was right beside him, staring down at her.

  Both were naked.

  She felt a little disoriented, but she reached out for Reid and wrapped her arms around him. Her lips found his and she kissed him, her tongue gliding into his mouth, sweeping inside and tasting the delightful white wine they’d drank earlier.

  “Oh, please, Reid. Fuck me. I beg you.”

  “Fuck, baby, it shouldn’t even be possible for me to do it again, but…”

  She felt his hard cockhead stroke over her slick slit. She groaned as he slowly slid his big member inside her.

  He guided her legs around his waist and lifted her up.

  “But this time, we’re both going to be inside you. Okay?”

  The thought of Dylan filling her with his big cock right along with Reid’s made her heart thunder.

  “Yes. Oh, please.”

  He chuckled as he sat down on the couch.

  Dylan grabbed some lube from the side table and slathered it over his cock, then knelt behind her. He stroked her hair to one side and his lips nuzzled her neck, sending quivers down her spine. Then she felt his slick cockhead press against her back opening.

  She rested her head against Reid’s shoulder, trying to relax.

  “Oh, God, I can’t believe this is happening.”

  Reid kissed her temple. “We want you to enjoy it, baby.” He smiled against her skin. “I know we’re going to.”

  Dylan pressed a little harder against her. Her tight opening stretched around his big cockhead as he pushed forward. Just a little at a time. It was strange and sexy and unnerving.

  And unbelievably exciting.

  Her fingers curled around Reid’s shoulders as the big cock pressed deeper. He stroked her back, his fingertips gliding over her spine.

  “It’s all right,” he murmured against her ear. “Dylan will go slow and easy. And if you want to slow down … or stop … just tell us.”

  She nodded. Dylan kept pushing into her, almost to the widest part of his corona.

  “There’s no way I’ll tell you to stop,” she said breathlessly.

  Then his cockhead was all the way inside her. Dylan paused and she sucked in a breath.

  She pressed her lips to Reid’s skin in a soft kiss.

  “Keep going, Dylan,” she whispered, barely able to find her voice.

  “Whatever you say, sweetheart.” Dylan pushed forward and her tight canal was stretched impossibly wide by his thick shaft.

  And she loved it.

  “Oh, yes,” she cooed as Dylan pushed deeper. “You feel so good inside me.”

  Dylan continued his slow pace forward, but finally he leaned against her back, his hot, hard chest tight against her. His big cock fully immersed in her.

  Reid’s cock twitched.

  “Oh, God, I can’t believe you’re both inside me.” She sighed, delighting in the heat coiled deep in her belly.

  Dylan’s lips fluttered along her neck in light kisses.

  “Do you like it, sweetheart?”

  She nodded, then turned her head. Dylan’s lips captured hers and he kissed her passionately. His cock twitched inside her and she moaned inside his mouth. Her intimate muscles tightened and Reid groaned.

  “Oh, fuck, baby. That feels so good,” Reid murmured.

  “I want you both to fuck me now. I want to feel your cocks moving inside me.”

  Dylan drew back slowly, then glided forward. As he kept up his slow assault on her senses, Reid pivoted his hips, pushing his cock deeper into her.

  “Oh, yes.” She clung to Reid’s shoulders as the two cocks continued to fill her. Stretching her. Stroking her inside.

  “You’re both so big. So hard.”

  Her needy words urged them on. They moved faster, thrusting now. Filling her deeply. Heat quivered inside her belly, then curled outward in an ever-widening spiral. The world seemed to blur around her as pleasure swelled from deep in
side her. Spreading out in waves. Her whole world becoming a sea of bliss.

  Her moans filled the room, rising as the cocks drove into her in unison.

  “Baby, I love hearing you come.” Reid’s words were strained. He was holding back.

  “Fuck!” Dylan surged deep, then his cock blasted inside her. The heat of him filling her was incredible.

  Then Reid groaned, his cock driving deep and exploding inside her.

  She wailed even louder, her orgasm igniting to a new level. She rode the wave as the men kept filling her, her body ablaze with ecstasy.

  Then she crumpled, limp between them.

  “Stevie?” Reid said, his voice filled with concern. “Are you okay?” He gazed at Dylan. “Fainting twice so close together can’t be good for her.”

  She giggled. “I didn’t faint.” She pressed her lips to his chest and kissed the hot, damp flesh. Then she lifted her head and gazed up at him. “But if you like, we could try it again. I might faint then.”

  Both men laughed. Dylan stood up and drew her to her feet. The feel of the two cocks sliding from her body left her feeling like something was missing.

  “I think what you need right now is some rest.”

  She laughed, but when she tried to take a step, her legs were wobbly.

  “Well, maybe a little rest, then we can try again. Right?”

  Dylan kissed behind her ear. “I guess we don’t have to ask if you enjoyed it.”

  She turned and smiled at Dylan. “Did you enjoy it?”

  She was totally unprepared for the intensity of his solemn expression, his midnight eyes filled with deep longing.

  “Sweetheart, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of you.”

  Chapter Thirteen

  Stevie awoke to the shimmer of sunlight on her closed eyelids and the warmth of two hard, masculine bodies snuggled against her. She opened her eyes to see Reid’s face close to hers on the pillow.

  So that meant it was Dylan spooning her, his cock hard and thick against her back. Reid was still asleep. Dylan might be, too, but his cock was definitely awake and ready to go. She pressed her behind tighter against him and wiggled a little.

  “Mmm,” Dylan murmured softly, then nuzzled her ear.