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“A tiny, gorgeous package,” Jamison countered.
“Curvy.”
“Fucking perfect,” Boone added. He turned me to him, cupped my breasts.
“They’re big.” I was expressing every one of my hang-ups. My double-Ds were disproportionately large for my height. Running wasn’t something I did without two sports bras…and only if being chased by an axe murderer.
His thumbs slid back and forth over my nipples, watching as they hardened into hard points. The action felt so good, as if there was a direct link between what he was doing and my clit. He looked at me almost reverently. “I’m a breast man, Kitten.”
Jamison gave me a swat on the butt and I startled
, pressing myself into Boone’s hands. “And I’m an ass man,” Jamison commented as he stroked over the heated skin. “Like that, did you?”
I didn’t respond because I realized I had. While the slight spank had been a surprise, the sting morphed into heat and I felt myself get wetter…if that were even possible. He gave me another little spank, prompting me into a response.
“Yes,” I gasped. “I’m big other places, too,” I admitted and for once I was thankful my pale skin was already flushed. I bit my lip, realizing maybe this flaw wasn’t something I should point out.
Jamison quirked a brow.
I lowered my hand between my thighs, felt how swollen I was. How wet. How sensitive. “Here. My…lips here are large.”
Boone huffed out a breath. “More of you to wrap around our dicks.” When I didn’t respond, he went on. “I’m a doctor and that’s my expert opinion.”
I couldn’t help but smile, felt my irrational issues slip away.
“I like that I can see your clit from here, all pink and hard for us,” Jamison added. “As for big? I just had an up-close and personal look at your pussy, tasted it even, Kitten, and it’s nothing less than perfect.”
They didn’t seem bothered by any of my hang-ups. Well, they were bothered, but everything I considered personal flaws was appealing to them.
“Oh, Kitten, what we’re going to do to you,” Boone said before tossing me over his shoulder and carrying me up the stairs and dropping me onto a soft bed. “That orgasm was just a warm-up. Before we’re done with you, you won’t even remember your name.”
They stood at the foot of the bed, eyeing me with narrowed, heated gazes. I couldn’t miss the thick outlines of their erections in their jeans. They’d been focused solely on me, keeping their needs in check. I liked them this way, but had to imagine what they would be like when their needs were set free. I didn’t want them to be careful with me. Jamison’s spanks had been playful, their touches gentle. It was a side of them I liked, but I wanted more. I wanted the wild. The rugged. The dark.
“Promises, promises,” I replied coyly, planting my feet on the bed and spreading my knees wide.
Their hands dropped to their jeans, working them off their narrow hips just enough so their cocks sprang free. Oh, shit. Now I knew why Jamison’s cock looked like a steel beam down his thigh and Boone wasn’t any smaller. Thick and long, the flesh of their dicks was darker, redder than the rest of them. A thick vein ran up the underside of Jamison’s cock and Boone’s was crowned with a wide head, a pearly drop of fluid sliding down. Both bobbed upward toward their bellies.
My pussy clenched at the thought of being opened up by such massive cocks. Jamison’s finger felt good, but those…those clubs? My legs had started to come together as I was beginning to second guess my taunt when they pounced.
8
BOONE
I was a doctor. I’d seen females naked before. I wasn’t a monk either. I’d fucked my way through my twenties, had been much more selective in my thirties. But no one compared to Penny. Holy. Fucking. Shit.
She was sweet. Smart. A little sassy. Bold. Passionate. And when she parted those silky soft thighs, she also had a very naughty streak. And she topped it with a cherry.
Fuck, my balls were primed to come. I could feel the need at the base of my spine, the tingle, the pressure to just sink into her and explode. And I’d only felt her up, nothing more. When I was sixteen, I’d gotten my hands on my first pair of tits and I’d done just that, making a mess of my pants and a fool of myself. I had more control now…I hoped.
If she wanted to get dirty, we’d give it to her, but this first time, we’d take her the way she deserved. She was giving us a fucking gift.
I started shucking my clothes, toeing off my boots as I undid the buttons on my shirt. Five seconds were wasted on getting naked, but I kept my eyes on Kitten the whole time, taking in every inch of her spread out on my bed. She was just where I’d dreamed…hoped, since the first second I saw her. Her pale hair fanned out beneath her, the wide-eyed, eager gaze as she watched us strip. The perfect swells of her breasts, topped with pale pink nipples, already hard. The soft curve of her belly, wide hips, toned legs. And between them? The most perfect pussy I’d ever seen. She was a natural blonde and the pale hair couldn’t hide her pink lips, all swollen and wet.
Jamison had had a taste of her. I licked my lips, ready for my turn.
“We need to make sure you’re ready, all nice and relaxed, your pussy all slick and soft for our big dicks,” I told her, seeing Jamison nod as he worked off his shirt at a much slower pace.
She shifted on the bed, her feet sliding on the sheets. “I’m ready. Really.”
