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ChapterTwo
“Sorry I’m late,” Matt said, climbing into the vehicle with the soft scent of roses clinging to his sun-kissed skin.
Ibrahim glared at Matt. “Fuck, you scared me.” Matt was our gardener’s twenty-five-year-old son, who occasionally helped his father look after the estate.
I crawled onto the seat next to Ibrahim and turned to Matt, smiling excitedly. I wasn’t sure why he worked for his dad when he belonged on a runway as a model. His sandy blonde hair and hazel eyes soaked my panties every time I saw him. I wiped the corner of my mouth. Maybe working with all those gardening tools had sculpted his arms and chest. Hell, I didn’t care how he got ripped, as long as I could run my hands all over the dips and valleys of his muscles. A curl flopped onto his forehead, and he brushed it aside, grinning.
I leaned forward, ready to get back to playing. “Glad you could make it.”
Matt closed the door and licked his lips. “Show me your pussy,” Matt demanded, tugging on the hem of his black T-shirt, his attention on my slender, toned legs.
Apparently, he wasn’t going to waste any time, either.
Since I’d been fucking Ibrahim and Matt, I’d learned something interesting about myself. First, I loved the idea of getting caught. Second, I loved being dominated, which was strange since Daddy made every decision for me. Being bossed around shouldn’t have turned me on this much, but it did.
I lifted my skirt and parted my legs enough for Matt to get a glimpse of my thong. Reaching for Ibrahim, I wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft.
“Wider.” Matt unzipped his jeans and removed his dick.
Chills shot through me, and I stroked Ibrahim slowly while keeping an eye on Matt. In one quick move, Matt knelt in front of me and pushed my knees to my shoulders, exposing me. A deep growl traveled through him as he moved my thong to the side. He ran his tongue over my slit and grabbed my thighs, his fingers digging into my skin hard enough to leave marks. At least they would be high enough to hide.
“That’s it, Matt,” I moaned as he sucked on my bundle of nerves.
Matt laid down on the floor, indicating for me to sit on his face. My favorite. I straddled his head, then Matt gripped my hips and pulled me down, his tongue inside me, licking and lapping up my juices.
Ibrahim hunched down in front of me, unable to reach his full height, but he didn’t seem to mind. I wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked him as I rocked against Matt’s mouth. Desire pulsed through my veins. I loved having both of them at the same time.
Matt dipped his fingers into my pussy, then moved to my ass. Lifting me forward slightly, he shoved his fingers into my hole as he teased my clit.
I stroked Ibrahim as heat coursed through my body. “Oh, God.” I ran my tongue around the tip of Ibrahim’s cock and peered up at him.
“I need more,” I panted, pulling up my skirt to reveal Matt’s face. He loosened his grip on me, and I rose.
Matt moved to the limo seat, and I grinned at Ibrahim. “Wanna fuck my ass?” I asked, coyly.
“Oh, hell yeah,” Matt chimed in.
I waited for the guys to each roll on condoms, then bent over the seat, placing my hands on the wall of the car.
Ibrahim rubbed his dick along my pussy, then placed it at the entrance of my puckered hole.
“Ready, princess? Just relax,” he said, pushing against me. With a quick thrust, he groaned as I screamed. His large palm covered my mouth as he split me in two. Pain jolted every nerve ending in my body while tears clouded my eyes.
“So goddammed tight, Shae.” A moan escaped Ibrahim as he continued.
I whimpered against his hand, regretting my decision. I hadn’t even noticed that Matt had sat next to me. He sucked his finger, then slipped his hand between my thighs, massaging my clit. “It will be worth it in a minute.”
Pain bled into pleasure as Ibrahim fucked me and Matt played with my pussy. My eyes closed as I surrendered, allowing the guys to use my body. Dominate me. Control me. Ibrahim’s breathing picked up, then he jerked and tensed, his hand dropping from my mouth.
“Dammit, that was starting to feel good,” I panted as Ibrahim pulled out. “Matt …”
I waited impatiently while the two traded places and Ibrahim zipped and buttoned his pants before he began to play with my throbbing core.
Matt crouched behind me and eased into my ass more gently than Ibrahim had.
“Oh, yeah. Harder.” I pushed against him. Maybe Ibrahim had already stretched me out because Matt felt amazing.
Ibrahim shoved two fingers into my wet slit as his thumb stroked my bundle of nerves. I moaned, basking in the sensations coursing through me.
