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“Oh yes,” I moaned. “Dylan.”

“Fuck, your ass is so fucking tight. So hot. Damn, Vanessa.”

Isaac thrust inside me, stretching the walls of my pussy to accommodate his massive cock. They fucked me over and over. Drowning out my cries with groans and grunts of satisfaction and passion.

My nipples rubbed against Isaac’s chest. My back was slick with sweat against Dylan. Their mouths covered me in kisses like a rain storm. And their cocks were the thunder and lightning, hitting me over and over until I couldn’t keep the damn from breaking.

“Oh God,” I pleaded. I didn’t know what I wanted. My release? Theirs? An eternity of feeling like this?

Dylan had a slow steady rhythm. He was so thick and hard, I could feel every inch of him as he moved inside my ass. It was mind-blowing how good it felt to have him there this time. Both of them filled me in new ways. Surprising me. Completing me with their bodies.

The orgasm catapulted through me, sending fiery rain tearing through my veins. I thought I would be torn in two as they pumped into me. But the warmth of flames engulfed me as we burned in ecstasy.

Dylan bit my shoulder as his orgasm claimed him. He pumped deep in my ass.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck,” he growled.

I leaned into him, offering the depths of my pussy to Isaac. He thrust again, hilting himself so far. I thought I’d split in half. Dylan’s cock was still buried in my ass. He held my breasts in his palms while Isaac fucked me, until I saw it in his eyes.

“Vanessa,” he whispered. “Fuck.”

He shot his release inside me, before collapsing next to me.

I smiled. I’d never been happier. Even if it was only for a minute, I wanted it to stay like this forever. They were both inside me. Warm. Hot. Sexy as hell. And I had just shared my world with them.

I was tempted to sleep like this on the hard studio floor when Isaac’s eyes widened.

“Damn it. I fucked up.”

“What? What’s wrong?” I looked at him. The moment had been completely perfect.

“The condoms are still in my jean pockets.”

“Mother fucker,” Dylan sputtered.

“It’s ok. It’s ok. I’m on the pill, Isaac. It’s ok.” I was slightly startled, but I wasn’t going to let one slip up ruin tonight.

“You were so damn beautiful. I didn’t think straight. I’m sorry.”

I grabbed his arm. “It’s ok.” I leaned up to kiss him. “I’m not worried about getting pregnant. And it felt good. Too good to put something between us.” I smiled.

I was covered in paint. I had just had sex with two men. There were a lot of other things to worry about.

He kissed my forehead. “Do you know a what rock star you are? About everything?”

Dylan laughed, collecting his clothes. “Watch out, or I might marry you.” He winked.

I felt a spark of jealousy fly off Isaac’s chest. Maybe it was a slight rumble I heard. But that would have to wait. Because just then. I heard the alarm buzz. It was the front gate.

Twenty-Nine

Isaac

Fuck. Who was at the door? I looked at Vanessa’s face and knew she was in just as much shock. I scrambled for clothes. She was covered in paint. It was in her hair, all over her boobs.

The speakers echoed in the house. “Miss Vanessa?”

“Oh shit. Oh God.” She sat forward. “It’s George at the gate.”

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