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“Did you give him these? Did you give him a taste?” Camden seemed almost affronted, like his need and his control were in constant battle when it came to her.
To her delight, it seemed need had won again.
“Yes, I did.” She looked him in the eyes as she said it. But it wasn’t fury she saw in his eyes at her answer, it was lust.
“Did you like it when he tasted your pussy? Did you get wet thinking he was tasting the seed I left inside you?”
She had, and she did. “I imagined you were the one tweaking them, while he licked me.”
“You’re a dirty little slut, with a greedy cunt,” he said, even as he bent down to take a breast in his mouth. “Do you still think he listens because he wants to help and not because he wants to sink into your tight pussy?”
“He listens because he wants to help,” she insisted.
Camden hastily turned her around and pushed her front against the shiplap. He grazed her skin with his nails as he slid the dress the rest of the way down, and she panted from want. He sucked on her shoulder—in almost the exact spot as Enzo, which she found infinitely arousing—while he lifted one of her feet and then the other to rid her of the dress.
“He listens because he gets off on doing the opposite of what I tell him,” Camden told her before digging his teeth into the swell of her behind, pushing his fingers into her entrance. “You’re still wet for that asshole,” he growled, pumping into her.
“For both of you.” It was true. Cam had been wonderful the night before, but she was aflame with the idea of both men taking her. He growled at her words, like he could read her mind, and without saying anything, he sealed his lips over her pussy and started licking into her.
“Did he do this to you too?” he asked before flicking his tongue over her clitoris so thoroughly, she had to jam a fist against her mouth to keep from screaming. She didn’t know what he wanted her to say. But something about the way he asked her, as if hearing about the things she’d done only spurred him on, made her tell the truth.
“Enzo did, but my friend Silvia was the first to ever do it,” she said. A rough sound escaped him, and he doubled his efforts, making her knees buckle. “I did it to her too. I loved it.”
“Such a horny little slut,” he said from between her legs. “Did anyone walk in on you letting your girlfriend lick you?” He ran his fingers over her labia roughly before closing his fist over it and pulling on the curls there. She felt a rush of liquid run down her thighs.
“They almost caught us once,” she admitted, and he opened her with two fingers and tapped her clit hard. She screamed this time, her breaths coming short.
She loved the sounds he made, praise and lust and possession. Hearing about her other lovers turned him on. Maybe that was why he’d brought her to the cabin when he’d caught her with Enzo. Her head was fuzzy, her skin felt tight again with the warning of an orgasm as he used his hands and mouth on her.
“One night we played a game where we licked each other and bet on who could make the least noise.” She felt his hot breath on her skin, then his tongue lapping at her entrance. “I lost because there was someone walking outside the door, and I got so excited thinking they were hearing us. I came while the maid knocked. We pretended like we were dancing because she could hear our breathing.”
“Dirty girl. You like it when others watch, then.” He pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her in a way no one had before. “Has anyone put their mouth here?” She shook her head, and in the next second, his tongue was licking her back entrance. It was so good, so wicked. She had to brace her hands on the shiplap for purchase. He circled his tongue around her hole, then flicked it while his fingers played with her pussy.
“Mm, do it again,” she begged, pushing her derriere out in a silent request. She heard a scraping sound from outside; meanwhile, the heat of his hands had wetness tricking down her thighs. She looked at the glass circle on the door, and she could see the top of a head there—a blond head.
“There’s someone at the door.”
Camden froze for a second, his fingers digging into her. When she looked over her shoulder, she found his gaze was fixed on the door. He turned his attention back to her, his face flushed.
“You want him to see you?” he asked tentatively. “For him to know how you moan and beg for cock?”
“Yes. I want him to watch us.”
A flash of something dark and wicked passed across his face. With his eyes still on her, he spit right on her hole, then spread the saliva there before probing her with a finger. She melted into the touch, while lust ran through her body like electricity.
“You like the idea of having two men taking you,” he told her, and she nodded.
Why deny it? She didn’t just like it—she loved it.
“Yes,” she admitted, without shame, while he pierced her two holes at once with his tongue and fingers.
A tortured sound came through the door at her words. Cam sank his teeth into her ass; the pain was delicious, and she wanted more. She wanted everything these men would give her. Cam licked up her cleft one more time before standing. He turned her around, unceremoniously picked her up, and dropped her on the bed. She lay on her back, admiring him. Her hand skated down to her throbbing pussy.
“Don’t make yourself come.” His voice was tight, like he was holding on to control by a thread.
“Will you punish me if I do?” she asked, burying three fingers inside.
“Yes. And not in a way you’d like.”
