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gathered, and she lifted to him with more urgency, grinding her clit to his pelvis when he was at his deepest. So close. He wore a condom but she could feel him finish in the jerk of his body, the pulse of him throbbing inside her just before she climaxed.
    "Cody!” she wailed, so close to coming, the frustration drawing tears. “Please!"
    "It's okay, baby girl, we'll take care of you."
    She shoved herself up to her elbows when another voice pierced the room. Cody was out of her and lying on his side next to her, barely winded from his efforts.
    "This is all up to you, baby. I'll take care of you or Trevor and Michael can join us, but it's your decision,” he murmured, kissing her ears and the shallow places beneath them as he continued to tease her engorged clit with his slippery finger.
    She trembled and ached with unsatisfied desire. Her tortured body was screaming at her mind to hurry the hell up and make a decision. Standing in the doorway, their chests bared, but jeans firmly in place, it was impossible for her not to want Michael and Trevor. Cody was beside her, keeping her on edge and doing something incredibly erotic to the crook of her elbow with his tongue.
    "Did you plan this?” she croaked, helplessly arching into Cody but he wouldn't finish.
    "Maybe a little,” he admitted. “It's still up to you though, darlin'. I meant what I said earlier. You decide what you want. Trevor can be in you in about four seconds, and Michael's wanted to get his mouth on your pretty breasts since the first night he saw you."
    She moaned in answer and fell back onto her shoulder blades, her resistance gone at the sweetly erotic words. “Yes, both of you, hurry.” She grabbed Cody's hand when he tried to back off again. “You. Quit teasing."
    The sound of masculine chuckles didn't bring her out of her near thrall and when Cody's promised four seconds were up, Trevor was between her legs. He wasted no more time before impaling her soaking vagina, picking up where the bigger, blunter Cody left off.
    The differences in Trevor's longer, slimmer cock changed the sensations enough to delay her orgasm while her body grew accustomed to the new angle and depth. Impossibly, the change compounded the pleasure Poppy thought couldn't get more explosive.
    With Michael's mouth on one breast and Cody's on the other she was losing what little was left of her mind but that, she knew, was their intent. She wanted their kisses and was a little shocked when she realized any of their kisses would satisfy. There wasn't a clear preference to who she desired. It answered one of the many questions she'd pondered while repeatedly telling herself she didn't want any of them. She was so glad she'd let them prove her wrong.
    Michael kissed up from her oversensitive breast, to her neck and chin to cover her mouth with his. His lips devoured hers as Trevor continued to pillage her aching vagina with his own long deep strokes until he was swearing and pounding so fast and furiously it snatched her breath away.
    Without breaking the kiss, Michael took Trevor's place as he swore and moved slowly away. Before she could catch her breath from the peak Trevor drove her to, Michael settled between her thighs and rolled to his back, taking her to sitting astride his very willing and ready cock.
    She'd only ridden once before, and her partner hadn't enjoyed it. Tension seeped into her body as nerves and uncertainty filled her at the position change, but Michael wouldn't have it. He helped her position her feet beside his hips into a squat, and she felt a whole new sensation come over her. With his help, she found a rhythm. When she lost her balance he helped her find it again, giving her all the time in the world to explore the new sensations.
    Lost in herself and lost on Michael's cock, she felt herself go over again. With every motion she stayed in the incredible moment of climax. Such hang time was not in the realm of her experience. Her own manipulated orgasms