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As they slid onto the bed on either side of her, Crystal could do no more than stare. Trent moved closer, his gaze on her face before traveling over her body. She looked down and saw his hand wrapped around his cock. The air in the room turned thick and hot.
Oh God. She was naked in a room with not one gorgeous hunk, but two. Damn if she hadn’t just died and gone to heaven.
Mac reached out to her, and wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her onto her side. Her body was as stiff as a two-by-four, every muscle strung tight. “Relax, angel. Leave all those worries behind. For now, we just want you to feel pleasure. Nothing but pleasure tonight,” Mac said, his voice rich and smooth, sliding over her skin, firing her blood.
“This is frightening,” she admitted. “I’ve known you both for all of a few minutes, Mac.”
Mac cupped her cheek in his large palm. “Shh, there’s nothing to be afraid of, sweetheart. We’re going to take care of you.”
Trent stroked her hair from behind. “Relax, Crystal,” he said in a soft command. When she only stiffened further, he wrapped a fist in her hair and tugged hard enough to bring a slight sting to her scalp. “Do as I said, baby.”
At Trent’s demand, Crystal loosened at once. She reached out and began touching Mac, her right hand smoothed over his pectorals. He was all steel strength. All man. She ran her fingers through the coarse curls that littered his chest. He groaned, and it fueled her to do more than touch. Inching her leg up and over his, Crystal let her pussy slide along the side of his muscular thigh. Her clit throbbed on contact. Her name passed his lips on a growl. Crystal took it as a signal to continue. Encouraged by the hungry sounds coming from both men, she teased her fingers down Mac’s rib cage, giving herself free rein. In some dark part of her soul, Crystal enjoyed having Trent at her back, watching her touch Mac.
“So sweet,” Mac praised, “so damn gentle and sweet.” His rough hands coasted along her overheated skin. One second she lay between the men and the next she was spread out on top of Mac’s huge body. He smiled up at her, then brought her head down for a kiss. His lips, so warm and tender, tasted her as if he wanted to spend a good long time pleasuring each and every part of her. Her mouth opened, and their tongues met in a wild mating dance, his hands still massaging and caressing. When his fingers teased over her clitoris, Crystal broke the kiss and opened her eyes, unsure, knowing Trent’s stare was on their every move. She felt guilt wash over her. Two men. Both of them wanting her. Both of them watching her. She was so going to hell.
“Let him, Crystal.”
Crystal whipped her head around and saw that Trent was still lying on his side, watching. Her mouth watered at the sight of the man. Trent moved closer, aligning his body over top of her, until she was sandwiched between the two. She had a million questions, but Trent wrapped his hand around her neck and angled her head to the side, stopping the torrent of thoughts with a hard kiss to her lips. When he raised his head a mere inch, he ordered, “I’m going to taste you, baby. Every sexy inch of you.” He seemed to need no other incentive as he moved down her body. When he stroked the seam between her ass cheeks, she lost her ability to think. Her pussy spasmed as if aching for his mouth, fingers, cock. Thick, long fingers drifted back and forth over her puckered opening. She wanted him there, Crystal realized. While Mac fucked her pussy deep.
Trent kissed the base of her spine. “I want to fuck this tight ass, but first there’s this . . .” He pushed her legs wide and stroked a finger over her labia.
“Trent,” she moaned, her body already so attuned to his touch.
“Hush, angel,” Mac said from beneath her. “Let Trent play.”
Trent hummed his approval as she stayed silent. When his tongue slipped inside her opening, Crystal gave in and let him have his way. Clinging to Mac for support, Crystal felt Trent leisurely lick up and down between her swollen folds.
“More, please, Trent,” Crystal pleaded, desperate for a deeper touch.
Mac cursed and lifted his head, then wrapped his mouth around one nipple and sucked, hard, while Trent flicked her wet clit with his tongue. Helpless to the onslaught, Crystal threw her head back and spread her legs wider, giving Trent better access to her slick entrance.
“Fuck, you taste like sunshine. So warm and luscious,” Trent whispered as he wrapped his arms around her hips and clutched her bottom. Crystal pushed backward in an attempt to force him to move faster.
“Hold still for him.”
“I can’t, damn it. Please, Trent!”
A gentle swat to her bottom had Crystal freezing. She whipped her head around to see Trent kneeling behind her, a wicked grin on his face. “Need another, or are you going to obey?”
Crystal tried to speak, but the sight of precome dripping from the tip of his cock stilled her words. Once more she did as he asked and forced herself not to move.
Mac reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair, forcing her gaze back to his. The tenderness she saw in his silver eyes relaxed her. This time when his lips covered hers, it wasn’t the gentle touch he’d given her earlier. In fact, he all but demanded entrance as he sank his tongue in. He laved at her, hungry, as if starved for the taste of her. Electric sparks shot over her nerve endings as Mac’s talented mouth made love to hers. Without warning, Trent’s fingers found their way over her clitoris. He teased and flicked her to a fever pitch. When his mouth pressed against her swollen pussy lips, Crystal came undone.
“Yes, Trent. Oh God, yes!” She clutched at the sheets and held tight as an orgasm began to build inside her.
Mac murmured something unintelligible before pressing a hand against one breast and squeezing, his thumb grazing the sensitive tip. Trent clutched her hips in strong fingers, holding her tighter for his loving assault. All at once, Crystal shouted and thrust her pussy into Trent’s face. Her orgasm seemed to go on and on.
Several seconds went by before she collapsed on top of Mac.
“Son of a bitch,” Trent growled as he cupped her pussy in his palm, prolonging the delicious sensations whipping through her. “You’re going to be the death of us.” His voice, dark with arousal, took her out of the pleasurable haze he’d wrapped her in.
She turned her head and their gazes locked. “I want your ass, Crystal. Would you like me there? While Mac fucks your wet pussy? Do you think you can handle both our cocks filling you, baby?”
“Trent, please . . . I don’t know.”
“Yes, you do,” he encouraged, as he penetrated her tight pucker with a single finger, little by little, until he was buried deep inside her ass. She shuddered and pushed against him. His finger came in and out, fucking her.
“Raise up so I can play,” Mac growled.
