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“Oh—”

“That’s it, Max. That’s what you needed, wasn’t it?” he stated, between the flicks of his tongue and the claiming kisses he left on my breast. His fingers worked their magic, building the heat that coiled inside me. My orgasm was building… closer than I expected. So close and he knew it.

“Here, pretty girl…” He reached around my thigh and guided his thick cock inside.

“Fuck, Graham!”

“What’s the matter? Forget what it’s like?” he laughed.

“Never—” I moaned.

God, he felt amazing. It was like the entire room erupted into high-definition color when he pushed into me, sending rippling waves of pleasure up my spine and down my arms with each thrust.

He grabbed both my thighs and lifted me up and down onto him. He was in control, and I was just along for the tantalizing ride.

Every stroke drove me higher. His ridges gliding past my most important parts—sending me higher and higher.

“Yes—like that—Graham—fuck—oh fuck!”

“You’re doing so good, princess. Keep going.” He growled into the nape of my neck—his breath hot and ragged against my skin.

“Ohhhmygodddd!!!” ripped from deep inside as my orgasm tore through me, and Graham sped up his thrusts. His breathing intensified, each breath hot and heavy and driving me past the brink. The deep groans coming from his chest rumbled against my back like an earthquake ready to split me in two.

“That’s it, outta her!” Hunter demanded.

“Huh?” Graham grunted, his arousal skidding to a stop. “What do you mean?” he rasped, trying to catch up to his breaths.

“Get out. Noloads in my lass.”

Graham rolled me off of him reluctantly. Irritation boiled just behind his eyes. He was going to come, and Hunter blue-balled him.

Shit.

As a sort of token of sympathy, I patted Graham’s thigh before getting comfortable. My attention then shifted to Hunter, and I began the slow, deliberate strokes he craved, my thumb tracing circles on his head. I feigned sincerity, while the thing I wanted most was inches away, needing the release I’d promised him.

Graham moved up the head of the bed next to me and gently kissed my shoulder. Even though I was entwined with Hunter, Graham’s touch ignited me in ways I hadn’t felt in so long.

He ran his hand down my arm in that gentle “light touch” he used on me before.

I melted, and before I knew it my hand was gripping him—craving his girth. Even though I was looking at Hunter… trying to give everything to him… knowing what was coming with Graham drove me wild.

Hunter gently grabbed my chin, running his thumb over my mouth before turning my face toward Graham. He wanted me to watch him.

A slight tick in Graham’s jaw made my breath stutter as I stared into his stormy eyes. My heart fluttered, and I almost forgot what it was like to breathe when I ran my eyes over his body. God, those tattoos. Those muscles. That scar that cut through his eyebrow. I needed him. Something about him made me feel at home, and I didn’t know why.

Graham dragged his hand up my inner thigh, and I spread for him again.

He leaned over me, gently kissing me while he parted my lips, slipping his two middle fingers inside and rubbing my clit softly with his thumb.

His touch felt so good—so electric. My heart raced at the thought of crashing into another orgasm from him.

The want in his eyes overtook him, and he got that same feral look he always did when he wanted me to let him have his way, but I could tell he was holding back—because he knew I’d let him have me. He knew I’d let him live out every filthy fantasy with me.

As hard as it was to miss out on the entire performance from Graham, I was so proud of him for respecting Hunter’s wishes. For being a goodboy. But really… I wanted his come. I wanted to be full of everything he had waiting for me.

It was so hard to give my attention to Hunter as I stroked him, especially because every time I did, he would direct my face back to Graham. Like he knew it would be a struggle. Like he was testing me.

Hunter placed his hand on my breast and thumbed over my nipple while Graham nuzzled into my neck, giving tender kisses just under my jawline as he finger fucked me.