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Gage when he knelt beside her. His shirt disappeared, and she did the same to him with her other hand, allowing her fingers to slide through the trail of soft hair that disappeared into his jeans.
    “Better?” Gage asked.
    “Much.” She wasn’t completely satisfied, because yes, they still had on their jeans, but anytime she got the opportunity to see them shirtless, she was a happy woman.
    Granted, that strip tease didn’t last long. Their mouths returned to her flesh, sending goose bumps over her arms as she was once again drowning in sensation.
    “Mmm,” Travis mumbled as his mouth trailed lower, over her abdomen, then lower still.
    He bypassed her panty-covered mound and kissed the inside of her thigh, making her groan with disappointment. Again, he simply chuckled. They both had always enjoyed pushing her to her limits. There was no doubt that they knew exactly what they were doing.
    The next thing she knew, Travis was pulling her panties down her legs, then tossing them aside. Her inner hussy was screaming, hell yeah . Instinct had her widening her legs, hoping he would get the hint.
    “Almost,” he told her, eyes glittering as he met her gaze. “But I’ve got another idea.”
    Holding her breath while she waited for him to explain, Kylie’s hands balled into fists at her sides.
    Travis reached for her, helping her to sit up while he lowered himself to the rug, on his back.
    “Sit on my face,” he said, the words more of a gruff command than a request.
    Without hesitation, she crawled over him, then straddled his face, facing Gage, who was still watching them intently.
    Travis’s head tilted back, and he looked directly at Gage. “Jeans off.”
    It didn’t take a genius to figure out what Travis’s plan was, which was probably why Gage was up on his feet and shedding his jeans in record time. Then he was kneeling once again, his beautiful cock bobbing out in front of him, directly above Travis’s face.
    Kylie gripped Gage’s shoulders as she reached deep down inside for her patience. She wanted to feel Travis’s—
    “Yes!” she hissed when his hands pulled her hips forward, his tongue sliding between her slick folds, right where she needed him.
    He lavished her with attention for a few seconds, drawing ragged moans from her, but then his head tilted, and it was Gage’s turn to groan his pleasure.
    “Fuck, yes,” Gage growled, but he jerked Kylie toward him, cupping the back of her head and slanting his lips over hers in a kiss so hot she briefly worried that they’d burn down the house.
    For long minutes, Travis continued to pleasure them with his lips and tongue, fucking Kylie gently, then sucking Gage into his mouth. They were puppets in Travis’s hands as he shifted them so that the angle worked for him, but Kylie didn’t mind. With Gage’s strong fingers kneading her breasts and Travis’s wicked tongue lapping at her pussy, she was slowly coming undone.
    “Please,” she begged when it was clear Travis wasn’t going to give her that gentle nudge she needed to send her over into oblivion. He seemed content with keeping her hovering on the precipice.
    “Both of us?” Gage asked.
    Kylie didn’t need him to elaborate. She knew what his request was. Double penetration wasn’t something they did often, but it was something she enjoyed. And right now, she didn’t care what they wanted, just as long as one of them was inside her. And soon.
    Nodding, she scooted back, sliding down Travis’s body. She didn’t stop until she was straddling his knees, and it was then that she freed the button and lowered the zipper on his jeans. Gage disappeared but returned almost instantly with a bottle of lube in his hand. Where he got it from, she had no idea. Nor did she really care.
    After helping Travis remove his jeans, she straddled his hips once again, leaning down, her breasts crushed against his chest as she kissed him. Their tongues languidly dueled, her fingers tugging at the short strands