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Rhys’s stubble along my skin as he moves around me, shifting so he’s kneeling next to me and drawing one tight, peaked nipple into his talented mouth, murmuring as he sucks.

Hollis groans, too, against my wetness.

I’m the loudest of them all. Gasps. Sighs. Whimpers.

After a minute or so, Rhys drops my nipple from his mouth, giving me a sly smile as he says, “You liked when we touched you earlier in front of him.”

I arch my chest toward Rhys, thrust my hips toward Hollis. “I did,” I admit.

“You liked the audience,” Rhys adds as Hollis flicks his tongue faster, hungrier.

“So much,” I say.

Hollis takes directions so well. He’s doing it exactly like I asked last night. He’s adoring my clit with his talented tongue. Then drawing a long, worshipful lick that makes my hips shoot up.

Pleasure zings through my whole body, sharp, hot, powerful.

It’s good, so good, but I also ache desperately. I feel empty. I want to be filled now. Gently but firmly, I push his head away. His lips shine with my pleasure as I beg, “Please fuck me like this.”

In seconds the rest of our clothes vanish, a condom appears, and everyone shifts like musical chairs. Hollis lies naked on the couch. Rhys stands behind the furniture, cock out, leaking at the tip. But he doesn’t seem to care about his own arousal. The second I climb over Hollis, Rhys’s hands are in my hair, then my shoulders, like he’s guiding me.

I don’t need any direction right now though. I know where I want to be. I sink down onto Hollis’s dick in one move.

As he fills me deeply, I let out a long, blissful sigh. “It feels so good,” I say.

“Then fuck her hard. Make her forget the day,” Rhys tells his friend.

Hollis thrusts up into me, and I gasp so loudly it barely registers when the door creaks open.

And I’m looking right at Gavin. He locks eyes with me, then says, “Put her on all fours and fuck her from behind.”

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Gavin

Well, she did say I could direct her anytime. So I’m here to play that role. The role she cast me in. The role I’ve been resisting for the past two days. Feels like forever though. Feels like I’ll suffocate if I spend another night in the tiny house, in a tiny bed, with my too big lust.

Now, with Briar in my crosshairs, I can finally breathe again. My lungs fill with air as she gazes at me with glittery eyes. I can’t look away from the gorgeous woman, all heaving tits and bare skin, dewy from whatever they’ve been doing without me.

Which ends…now.

I took Briar’s advice. I listened to my body. The body knows what it wants. I want her. I just do. So fuck it. Fuck everything else tonight.

Her lips part in a shuddery “yessss” as she bounces on Hollis’s dick.

I tip my chin toward the naked trio, even though I only have eyes for her. “Get up, Bouchard. Flip her over,” I tell Hollis. Then to Briar, I say, “Put your hands on the arm of the couch.” Next, Rhys. “Smack that sweet ass before he fucks her again.”

Briar’s nipples tighten like hard diamonds on glorious teardrop tits. They bounce beautifully as she scrambles off Hollis, then stands next to the couch for a couple seconds, giving me a full view of her fantastic body. I stalk closer till I’m a few feet away. She’s exactly as I pictured.

Strong.

Toned.

She takes care of herself in every goddamn way, and I’m so fucking turned on I can barely handle it.

But what I can handle is this—this sexy, confident, feisty, strong-willed woman obeying my command. As Hollis moves off the couch, Briar returns to the blue cushions, getting down on her hands and knees, her throat stretching as she looks up at me, curling her hands around the arm of the couch at the end. “This what you want?”

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