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Sawyer gripped the back of Gage’s neck hard enough I felt it from where I sat, and pressed his forehead to Gage’s. “I will fuck you.” The promise in Sawyer’s growl was delicious. “But we’ll work our way up to it… Unless you’ve been playing on your own.”
I knew from my own private play, and the few times I’d been with Sawyer, that a dick like that wasn’t going in an ass that wasn’t ready for it.
For a heartbeat, Gage looked uncharacteristically shy. “Not like that, I haven’t.”
“I have.” I was happy to volunteer the information. Partly to take the attention off Gage, but also because I wanted both men inside me at the same time.
“Really?” There was a rumbling amusement to Sawyer’s reply. “Sweet little Evie has sex toys?”
He crawled toward me on the bed, and I scooted away with a smirk, stopping abruptly when I ran into Gage.
Sawyer knelt between my legs and dragged a finger down the middle of my chest. The combination of threat and promise in his touch sent my mind ablaze with anticipation.
“Sweet?” I repeated playfully. “Me? Or have you been playing with another Evie?”
“I promise you’re the only Evie I want.” As Sawyer leaned closer, I was trapped again.
I loved every second of it.
Gage licked my shoulder. “He’s right about one thing—you are sweet.”
I didn’t know how to respond to that, but from the heat flooding my face, the answer was probably blush furiously. “I’m a forty-year-old, single—previously single—woman. I have enough sex toys to leave you both speechless.”
“All these years.” The noise Gage made in his chest rumbled through me.
Sawyer clucked. “You could’ve been watching. Not that you weren’t already fantasizing.”
“I was,” Gage said.
“About me masturbating?” I suppose I could’ve guessed it, since apparently Gage had the hots for me for a lot longer than I’d realized, but the confirmation added a whole ‘nother layer of desire to what simmered inside.
Gage kissed along my shoulder and trailed his fingers up my sides. “I’ve fantasized so many things about you. About every single fucking way you would come. Watching. Helping. Tying you down and drawing out one climax after another…”
“Told you he’s been hooked for a while.” Sawyer grabbed my hips and rolled onto his back, prompting me to follow.
I straddled his legs, hovering over him enough to tease him with my heat, but not enough that he could penetrate me.
Sawyer’s laugh was tighter than before. More strained. He gripped my thighs, digging his thumbs into the sensitive flesh. “Protection.”
“Birth control.” There was a different kind of connection without a condom. A new level of intimacy. I’d only ever dared trust Gage, but I wanted that closeness with Sawyer too.
He traced along my jawline, up to tangle his fingers in my hair, and searched my face. “You sure? Nothing else?”
“Yes.” I lowered myself enough to brush against his erection, which was trapped between us.
He shifted my weight abruptly, and thrust up, driving himself deep into me. The penetration, the way he stretched me out, drew a long groan from me that mingled with the delicious sound he made.
We slipped against each other, with him withdrawing most of the way before plunging inside again, while Gage slid lubed fingers along my back side, leaving a generous trail behind.
Sawyer pulled me into him and held me there, not moving aside from the occasion twitch of his cock inside me. If it weren’t for the anticipation building inside me, I could lay like this for hours.
Gage nudged my rear entrance, and Sawyer’s warning of, “Slowly,” rumbled through me. Gage entered me a little bit at a time, pausing between each slip to let me relax. To make sure I was all right.
And when he was buried in me, it felt so much better than playing with toys. His erection and Sawyer’s so close to each other, both stretching me out and building friction without moving.
There was a tug of pain, too. A light kind of whisper that felt as incredible as the rest of the sensations. They started moving again, more of a slow rocking than a frantic pounding, but with both of them here, plunged deep, this felt just as intense.
Friction and pleasure built again, climbing. Pushing me closer and closer toward climax. The way Gage was grunting and the grip from Sawyer digging his fingers into my thighs told me they were as immersed in this as I was.
