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After another searing kiss, he drove into me, showing me just how much he liked that idea. A handful of deep slides later, he changed his angle, grinding himself against my throbbing clit and dropping his forehead to my shoulder. His teeth scraped the skin there, causing a sting of pain on my sensitive skin.
His thrusts were short and shallow, teasing that spot inside of me and making me clench around him, squeezing him for dear life. His thighs widened, changing the angle and pushing mine to either side, where, as if by some unspoken agreement, Aaron gripped one while Diego held the other. They spread me for Oliver as he chased his release.
In moments, his thrusts lost their fluidity and grew jerky and desperate. His teeth bit into my bottom lip, and I swallowed his moan as he stilled and came, filling the condom and twitching inside me.
I stroked his sweat-slicked back, loving that I’d made him lose his composure and give himself over to me in the most primal way.
He lowered himself onto me, his weight pressing me into the mattress as Diego and Aaron laid on either side, letting go of my thighs and trailing kisses up my body.
“Hey,” Diego said, slipping a finger under my chin and turning my face toward his. “No faking this time, right?”
“No, Diego.” I sighed through a dreamy smile. “No faking at all.”
He grinned, and while it was dim in the room, I knew it was a big one because I rested a hand on his cheek and felt the muscles stretch.
“Good boy.”
The grin widened, and mine did as well.
“Come on, let’s go get cleaned up.” Oliver, ever the pragmatic one, was right. But my bones had been reduced to Jell-O, and I was sure I’d face-plant if I tried to climb over our little privacy fence. Hard.
“Not yet.” I gripped him a little tighter. Aaron kissed a spot below my ear on his side and then licked it for good measure, making me laugh. “Five more minutes.”
“That’s the same thing you said when we woke up together that first morning,” my professor replied.
Ooh, that was some excellent material for the old rub club—which was what Es and I had named the female equivalent of the spank bank. Mostly, it was just Henry Cavill in there. He’d appreciate the company.
“You remember that?”
“I remember everything, love. It was when I decided you’d be mine.”
My heart did this weird skip thing that would typically concern me, and I’d be phoning the doctor about it quicker than you could say “heart attack.” But right then, I knew it was because I felt seen in a way I hadn’t before. These three men had learned about my most profound insecurity and made it seem not as scary or shameful.
“Ours,” Aaron muttered.
“Ours,” Oliver agreed.
* * *
Instead of being wokenby sunlight streaming in through the window, I was greeted with darkness while my butt literally sank into the three-inch gap between the two mattresses.
I shifted, trying to lift the pinched, yet somehow numb, cheek out of the divide. An arm around my middle tightened, pulling me closer and saving my ass from permanent sensation deprivation.
“Morning, Sophie girl.”
I let my eyelids flutter closed again. Not like it mattered, with the storm shutters blocking out the light. Eyes open or shut, it was pitch black. I didn’t even know what time it was because our digital clock in the room was dead, too. The lack of open windows made for a sweltering four-person bed, but I didn’t want anyone to let go of me.
“Morning, Aaron. How was spooning with Oliver?”
“Surprisingly comfortable. The man gives good cuddle.”
My laughter woke Diego, who was on my other side. He bolted upright like he’d overslept, and my arm that was resting on his chest slid down to his lap, and my hand landed on his morning wood. I gave it an appreciative squeeze.
“Soph?”
“I sure hope it’s me.”
Aaron buried his face in the crook of my neck and huffed a laugh.
