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ready, all three of them
greedy for her attention. Her stomach turned over, a thud and thump of desire.
Good God. Was she really up to this?
    Ethan kissed her, briefly, then wasted no time in pushing
her dress the rest of the way over her hips. She sat up so he could finish
undressing her.
    She hadn’t worn a bra, hadn’t needed one. A hush fell over
the three men as they gazed at her bare breasts. Their hungry looks raised
gooseflesh on her arms.
    Ethan reached out and ran his finger over her nipple, which
was already standing up, pebbled. “You’re more beautiful than I imagined.”
    “Yes,” said Mark, his voice rough.
    Brandon’s eyes were half-lidded. He nodded and made a deep,
short grunt.
    If she hadn’t already been wet, she would have been after
that. She could feel the moisture building with her excitement.
    “Panties,” said Brandon.
    Ethan didn’t ask permission, not that he needed any. He
stripped her lacy panties in one fell swoop, then he gently pushed her legs
apart, spreading her for them all to see.
    She watched Mark’s Adam’s apple rise and fall from a hard
swallow. Another grunt came from Brandon.
    Ethan’s hand glided up the inside of her thigh, then teased
over her swollen, bare labia. Her only hair down below was a closely trimmed
triangle above her mound.
    “Perfect,” Ethan declared her.
    It was, she thought, and she wasn’t referring to her
physicality. She meant being here, like this, with these men on this night. They
made her feel perfect, and it was wonderful to bask in their approbation, to
savor the thrumming sense of anticipation between her legs, the beat of her
heart, and the heat in her belly.
    Wonderful.
    And then all restraint was gone. They fell on her, all three
at once.
    Glorious.
    Brandon settled in near her head, returned to kissing her
breathless, stroking and squeezing her breasts, his lips sometimes leaving hers
to traverse her neck, sending shivers racing over her skin.
    Ethan and Mark sometimes handled her breasts, but mostly
they were interested in her pussy. They taunted and teased her, their
fingertips stroking her labia, dipping into and out of her moist slit, tracing
around the edge of her clitoris.
    Having two men touch her in this most private of places
nearly sent her over the edge before they hardly got started. They played with
her as if she were a sexy toy, as if she had the most fascinating and arousing
body parts ever displayed to a lusty male.
    She didn’t know which one of them pushed a finger inside her
first, but when a second finger entered her, she knew it didn’t come from the
same man. She arched upwards, her small cry of pleasure captured inside
Brandon’s mouth, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh of her breasts as she
shoved up against him.
    Then Ethan and Mark were moving inside her, and their free
hands roamed over her body, her stomach and legs, her breasts, too, of course.
She squirmed under them, raised her hips, spread herself wider for them. One of
her hands tangled in Brandon’s hair and the other one reached down to find
another man’s hair. Ethan’s. Mark’s. She didn’t know which.
    Brandon’s lips finally left her own and he kissed a path
down to her breasts. He licked around her areola, sucked her nipple into his
mouth.
    Ethan and Mark didn’t stop with the fingers inside her
pussy. They picked up the speed of their movements and she gasped at how they
entered and pulled at cross purposes to one another, driving her wild from the
unfamiliar sensation.
    Her hips bucked of their own will and when a hot mouth
closed over her clitoris, she groaned the loudest yet, and knew she wouldn’t
last long.
    She looked down. It was Ethan’s tongue dancing on her,
trailing lightly over her sensitive bud. She clenched, cried out.
    Mark joined Brandon and came to claim her other breast, her
other nipple. His teeth nipped at her, making her shiver. One of his hands
remained down below, a finger still inside her, keeping