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“Love me,” Kylie pleaded. “Love me. Both of you.”

I pulled back, peering into her eyes to ensure she knew what she was requesting. I saw the same emotions reflecting in the brilliant blue of her beautiful eyes.

“You lead, baby. We’ll follow.”

Before I could take my next breath, Kylie’s mouth crushed to mine. I grabbed her, yanking her against me. I managed to harness some of my strength, refusing to hurt her no matter how out of control I felt.

When she turned to Gage, I watched as their kiss ignited, admiring Gage’s strong hands gently gliding down Kylie’s back as he pulled her into him.

I could watch these two for hours. Hell, possibly days. I could never explain what they did to me, how their presence sated a longing deep inside me. Watching them was a pleasure I’d only ever felt when I was with them.

“Please…” Kylie whimpered. “Touch me.”

Unable to resist, I closed the gap between us, pressing up against her back. Placing my hands on her shoulders, I worked my way down to her wrists, then to her hips. I kept going, bending my knees, lowering as I worked my way down, down, down.

I pressed my lips to her smooth skin, the water filling my mouth when she would move from time to time. Not that I cared. I could stay in this shower with the two of them for the rest of my days and be content.

As I shifted to my knees, ignoring the bite of the hard tile beneath me, Kylie turned. I peered up at her, unable to hide the hunger that I knew was etched into every line of my face. I wanted her. So fucking much.

Kylie leaned back, Gage keeping her propped up as his hands caressed her breasts, his fingertips plucking her nipples lightly.

“Travis…” Kylie put her hand on my head, tugging me closer.

I did as she wished, pressing my lips to her belly. I inched lower until I was at the apex of her thighs. Her soft gasps were the only direction I needed. She shifted her legs, her stance widening so that I had access to where she needed me most. With one last look up into her face, I smiled.

“I won’t stop until you come,” I warned, surprised by the words. I’d been doing my best to be gentle with her. It had been hell sometimes, but it was necessary as she healed, both physically and mentally.

Her smile was ferocious. “I won’t let you stop.”

Those words were the trigger. I put my hand behind her right knee and lifted her leg, her pussy flowering open.

God, she was so fucking beautiful.

Without wasting another precious second, I feasted.

Kylie

The instant Travis’s tongue thrashed against my clit, I exploded.

It wasn’t a voluntary action. It was the pressure point that released years’ worth of pent-up need.

I cried out, my knees turning to Jell-O.

Luckily, Gage was behind me, holding me up.

“Jesus fuck,” Travis hissed, looking up at me, his expression full of wonder and urgency.

“More,” I insisted. “Don’t stop.”

His blue-gray eyes were alive with heat. A second later, his mouth was on me again. The sensation was overwhelming at first, but then the pleasure soaked every nerve ending, drenching me in liquid heat. Covering Gage’s hands, which were still cupping my breasts, I urged him to touch me. I wanted both of them. At the same time. I wanted to feel their hands, their mouths, their cocks. I wanted to lose myself. Not because I feared I would never have it again, but because I’d missed this.

The pleasure.

The need.

The connection.

“Oh, God,” I groaned, dropping my head back against Gage’s chest. “I’m gonna come again.”