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“You liked him touching you?” I asked in surprise. When I shifted to look at him, my thighs clenched, and a jolt of excitement rushed through my clit. Damn, did I like the idea of them touching?

“I liked that we were all enjoying ourselves,” Travis said, staring up at me smugly. “I liked that I was making you both feel good.” He leaned forward and kissed me. “I liked that each of us was involved. Connected.”

“I liked that too,” I admitted, turning back to Eli, who still looked like he was teetering on the edge of bolting from the house altogether. “And there’s something else,” I slid from Travis’s lap and slowly sank to my knees in front of Eli, running my hands up his thighs as his warm eyes tracked my face like he was looking for something hidden on it. He sat up when my hands found their way into his lap and I leaned up to speak against his lips, “I wish I had seen you touch him. Or known what was happening as I used both of your cocks for my own selfish enjoyment, because damn.” I purred, “That sounds sexy.”

“Fucking hell, Frankie.” Eli groaned when I ran my nails over the bulge in his jeans. He wasn’t hard, just so damn big there was no hiding it from me even when he was soft. Within seconds though, I felt him stiffen beneath my hands. “I’m so on edge right now. I’m raw. Be careful.”

“Then let me help you.” I put my best effort into tempting him with seduction, and he watched me with feral eyes. “Sit next to Travis on the couch.”

The tension was thick enough to chew. And I was feeling ravenous enough to try.

Eli hesitated before standing up over me and throwing himself down on the couch next to his best friend.

Close to Travis.

He could have sat down at the other end of the couch, but he didn’t.

And that made me fucking wet.

I crawled over to them, kneeling between their legs with a needy grin on my face. Slowly, I ran my palms over one leg each of theirs until I got to their belts. “What do you say, boys?”I purred, pulling Eli’s belt free and then reaching over and opening up Travis’s. “Can I play?”

Travis growled, flexing his hips when I pulled the button of his jeans open and then slowly lowered his fly. Turning to Eli, I did the same, and the heat from his stare nearly melted me right there.

Teasingly, I pulled my baggy hoodie off over my head, knowing they were going to love what I was wearing underneath it.

Nothing.

Tight black booty shorts, and warm skin—all for them.

Eli sucked in a deep breath, and Travis palmed his dick through his jeans. “Help a girl out and take off your clothes.” I demanded, leaning back as both of them didn’t waste a second to do as I said.

Having both of the men, cut in their prime, deliciously sexy, sitting on my couch, aching for me, excited me more than anything else in the world.

Travis, with his massive muscles and thick black tattoos that matched his dark penetrating stare. And Eli, with his tanned, golden skin that moved and flowed over his incredibly cut muscles and divots perfectly paired with his warm dimpled smile.

I wasn’t worthy of either of them, but I’d never let them know that.

“Good boys,” I bit my bottom lip and looked from one drool-worthy man to the other. I fisted both of their hard cocks and stroked them, dragging moans from their lips. It was intense, watching their bodies react to my touch.

Almost every other time we played, it was them pushing me through every wild limit and forcing me to lose myself in my own needs and pleasures. But now—I was captivated watching their bodies flex, pupils dilate, their lips part and jaws clench.

God, it was erotic.

Empowering.

Heady.

Leaning up on my knees, I bent over Eli’s lap and started taking him in my mouth as I kept the same tight strokes on Trav’s cock. Eli’s moans caressed my confidence as Travis praised what I was doing to his best friend.

“Good girl,” He growled, low and intense as he pushed my hair back over my shoulders, holding it back for me as I sucked Eli off. “Make him feel so damn good, Shade.”

I moaned, going deeper and gagging on Eli’s long cock as Travis’s heavy hand pushed me down further gently.

Fuck, that was so hot.

It was exactly what Travis said he enjoyed earlier.

The mutual pleasures.