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“Oh, yeah,” she said, wedging herself between my knees where I sat on the barstool. With her back to me, she tapped her shoulders. “Right here, okay?”
“I gotcha.” I looked over at Brade and gestured him over with a nod of my head.
He positioned himself right in front of her, and while I kneaded her tight shoulders, his hands wandered up to her great tits. He leaned in to kiss her. A moan passed from her lips as she gripped my thigh for balance. Her other hand reached for Brade.
As I worked her shoulders, I leaned forward into that gorgeous blonde hair of hers, just rubbing my face in it. My cock was rock-hard, and I scooted forward a bit on the barstool to press it into her ass. Seemed like she knew what I was up to, because she pushed her pretty little bum right back into me.
Brade looked at her. “Maizy, what do you say we all retire to the bedroom?”
She took a quick look back at me. “You good with that, Anson?”
“Oh, hell, yeah. Lead the way.”
CHAPTER
Maizy
Holy shit! I was about to sleep with two guys.
Ohmygod.
To think all this started with my bitch boss telling me I’d be more respectable with a man by my side. Well, I wished she could have seen me then, about to get it on with not one, but two hotties.
Take that, Evil Eva.
I held hands with both guys as Brade steered us up another set of stairs to a killer bedroom. First off, the bed itself was gigantic—how convenient!—and encircled with a giant canopy thing of floaty fabric. The floor was covered in thick oriental rugs, and there were heavy dressers and a dreamy little reading nook over in the corner by the window.
I tried not to think about all the groupies who’d probably been in there before me. That was then.
This is now.
Before I could finish looking around, my slinky wrap dress was pulled over my head and thrown to the floor, leaving me standing in my nude thong and bra, thigh-high stockings, and four-inch high heels. In an instant, two pair of hands were wandering all over me, searing my skin with their heat, and leaving me with my head and heart in a twisted, confused, chaotic jumble of delight.
I moaned loudly when one of the guys—I think it was Brade—pushed my thong to the side and ran his fingers along the slit of my dripping pussy. I was so soaked for him—actually both of them—that I couldn’t even see straight. I fumbled with someone’s shirt buttons, my fingers clumsy as hell. I pushed the sleeves off two broad shoulders and bent to kiss and lick the strong chest right in front of me. Some sort of animal had taken over inside me. I was loving every minute of it.
While I was flicking nipples with my tongue, my hands wandered south to open a belt and fly, only to find someone going commando. A stiff dick popped into my hands while whoever was behind me continued to stroke me, back and forth, from clit to ass.
Speaking of which. I was pretty sure it was Anson behind me, and I was pretty sure he was playing with my ass. Holy cripes, I’d never gone there, or should I say, no guy’d ever gone there. But as weird as it felt, it was also freaking awesome, and I didn’t want him to
stop. Ever.
I kept my eyes closed, and all the sensation around me intensified. I didn’t know what to do with two guys. What if they thought I was boring? Or unsexy? Or lame? Or fat?
Actually, I didn’t care if they thought I was fat.
But so far, so good.
I rotated a half circle in my high heels so I had a fresh victim to undress. A new pair of lips fell on my mouth, so entirely different feeling and tasting, but just as thrilling as the one a moment before.
Shit. How did I get this freaking lucky?
This time, I went straight for the pants. In three seconds, I was sliding them down some rock-hard thighs, leaving me with another stiff cock bouncing off my burning skin.
Two hands came from behind to grasp my breasts, and those in front of me pulled me closer by grabbing the cheeks of my ass. I was sandwiched nice and tight between two hot as hell men. While the mouth of one bruised my lips, those of the other ravaged my neck. I figured I’d be covered with marks the next day, but that’s what cover-up was for, right?
This new and unfamiliar bad girl naughtiness buzzed around my head like a noisy insect while four hands pillaged my sensitive body. I forced my eyes open and found myself facing my red-headed Anson.
“Hey there. You still with us?” he asked in a buttery voice.
