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I laugh, the sound reverberating joyfully through my body, then fading away when he kisses my clit.

Oh god.

It’s soft and passionate at the same time.

It’s focused.

It’s precise and fluttery.

It’s exactly what I wanted. It feels so right, I could cry.

He kisses me, then flicks his tongue against that swollen bundle of nerves. And wow. Just wow. I’m lifting my hips, and reaching for his head.

I’m grabbing onto his thick hair. He’s licking my clit exactly like I told him.

Up, down, determined.

And Hollis, behind me, is kissing my neck and squeezing my tits. His strong hands cup my breasts like he’s weighing them, then he rolls my nipples between his fingers.

It’s sharp and hot.

Wild, thrilling sensations run through me.

Wicked bliss. Then a wave of pleasure. Hands, tongue, lips.

And Hollis’s rumbly voice in my ear. “You like it, baby? You want anything different?”

“A little faster,” I say breathily.

Rhys ups the speed, his tongue flicking along my clit, making my thighs shake. I feel like I’m liquid. Like I’m melting under his kiss.

Under Hollis’s firm hands.

I’m trembling, and a wave of pleasure crashes into me.

Tonight, I will come.

I’m close. So close. I can feel the curl in my belly, the pull in my cells, the hot, thrilling pulse in my pussy—the tantalizing closeness to the edge.

This is how I feel when I’m alone. When I touch myself. When I know I’ll get there. When I have no doubt the O is happening and can just let go and give in to the feelings.

I’m so freaking close. I can get there. I can reach for it.

But…what if?

In the blink of an eye, I shove my hand back between my thighs. I refuse to lose this orgasm. Even with Rhys’s face right there, I lend a hand, fingers flying and taking me to the brink. My toes curl, my body tenses deliciously, then I’m shouting, crying, falling apart. An orgasm slams into me as Rhys shares me with my fingers and his friend’s hands.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

I’m loud, so loud. Louder than I’ve ever been. And it is a symphony. Them and me. Me and them. Their groans, their grunts, their muttered fuck yeses.

It’s all of us, playing together.

When I open my eyes, sighing woozily, the two men look seriously satisfied.

Like how I feel. “That was so good,” I say, sounding a little drunk to my own ears. “I love coming.”

Laughing, Hollis moves out from behind me, laying me gently on the pillows as he moves next to me. Rhys climbs up, settling on my other side. “Told you you deserved a happy ending,” Hollis says.

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