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“The training you guys got at the CIA. Apparently, the superspy Agency is putting out an army of massage therapists. Who knew?”
Sean leaned in and kissed her, devouring her mouth with his own. She felt his tongue trace her lips. Her toes curled and tingles vibrated in her core.
When he released her lips, Matt took his place, kissing her into a dizzy space of desire. Her lips throbbed from the onslaught of the two sexy men.
Which one should I choose? Isn’t that what their kisses are asking me? “Come on, guys. Don’t make me pick.”
“What if we told you that you didn’t have to pick?” Matt asked.
“I don’t want to come between you two.”
Sean brushed the hair out of her eyes. “But that’s exactly where I want you. Between me and Matt.”
“You read my mind,” Matt chimed in, placing his hand on the back of her neck.
“You mean a threesome?”
“Yes,” they answered in unison.
Sean kissed her again until her heart pounded in her chest like a jackhammer. “We want to share you, Jena. Tonight is all about you. Just relax and enjoy.”
Matt stepped in and crushed his lips to hers. Her whole body was tingling from being passed back and forth from one man to the other. She’d never experienced anything like this, but her feelings were so strong she couldn’t resist.
Sean leaned in and took her lips again. She melted into him as Matt kissed his way down her arm. They were making her feel so special, so beautiful, so…so warm.
Their hands wandered over her body. She felt Sean tug on the sheet until it fell off her upper half.
“Wow, your breasts are beautiful, Jena,” Sean said.
Matt released her lips and leaned back, his eyes drifting down. “You’re telling me.” He tilted his hazel gaze back to her eyes. “You’ve got to be the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen in my life.”
“You’re just saying that,” she said with a smile. “You two sure have the lines, don’t you?”
“They’re not lines, sweetheart,” Matt told her. “You really are one in a million.”
“And we found her in Odessa, of all places,” Sean added. “Who would’ve thought such a sweet thing like Jena would’ve been there in the oil patch?”
Matt cupped her breasts, his hot hands causing a fresh bout of shivers to roll through her body. “Not me, but I’m sure glad we did find her.”
Sean feathered his lips along her back. “Me, too, buddy. Me, too.”
Every touch, caress, and kiss was raising the warmth and pressure inside her. She chewed on her lower lip, trying to ease her delicious suffering. Matt began sucking on her breasts and Sean continued kissing her skin. Her breaths halved until she was panting. She closed her eyes as every nerve ending seemed to fire inside her. Her nipples were taut and she sensed a line shoot down her body and to her clit, connecting the tiny bits of flesh into a circuit of want and need.
Sean tugged on the sheet again, removing it completely from her. Now she was completely naked, exposed to them in every way. They tossed their towels to the floor and she saw their cocks, which were both at least ten inches and so very thick.
Sean’s kisses moved down her body until he positioned his hot lips just within a breath of her pussy.
“Please,” she begged. “I need this.”
“So do I, baby. So do I.” His fingers threaded through her flesh, and she felt his mouth on her sex. His thumb pressed on her clit.
Matt’s mouth was keeping her upper half on fire and Sean’s was keeping her lower half molten. Quite the duo, and she loved every bit of their lovemaking.
“God, you taste so good.” Sean’s tone was lusty and possessive. “Give me all your cream, Jena. I want it.”
Matt teethed her nipples, delivering little shocks of pleasure. Her body burned, every inch of it. Her need expanded and her pussy and clit ached.
They moved her onto her side, Sean continuing to lick her into a frenzied state. Matt left her breasts and moved down her back, his mouth finding a new spot on her to torment. Her ass. She felt his tongue bathe her backside and she groaned, sending her hands into Sean’s hair. More shivers. More trembles. More everything. She was on fire as they licked on her pussy and ass.
