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Ethan’s finger company
as they plunged inside her.
    Ethan’s tongue laved her clit and labia until she bucked
harder, the pressure of imminent release building inside her at an astounding
rate. She’d explode. She knew it.
    They were a formidable team, these three, and it seemed to
her that they were intent on making her lose her mind. She came close, so close
to going over the edge, that she believed herself there, falling over. But no.
It wasn’t to be. Ethan’s tongue stopped its divine torment, and their fingers
left her, their mouths no longer sucked and their teeth no longer nibbled at
her nipples.
    She cried out in frustration, so close. So close. But not
quite. Damn.
    And then they began again. The slide of fingers, the kiss of
lips, the slippery firm tongues. The sound of their breathing. The labored
sound of her own.
    Again. So close. The build up. The ball of fire roiling in
her core, on the verge of exploding outward. But no. The men stopped. And it
was another not quite. Another damn.
    The fourth time they stopped her and started up again, she’d
had enough. She raised her head and glared at her three tormentors.
    “That’s it,” she said, her voice sounding crackly, strained.
“Do that to me again, and so help me, I’ll kick every one of you off this bed
and finish it by myself!”
    They grinned at her. Ethan laughed out loud, the waves of
his laughter sending a new thrill through her clit. She arched up against him
and nearly purred.
    “I like a greedy woman,” said Brandon.
    “Mmm, me too,” said Mark.
    “Doesn’t mean we have to give her everything she wants,
though,” Brandon said.
    “I mean it!” Morgan squeezed his solid shoulder. “I’ll do it
myself.”
    “Hmm. I’d kind of like to see that,” said Ethan, his voice
muffled slightly by his task between her legs.
    “Me too,” said Brandon.
    “Mmm,” was all Mark managed, since he’d returned to sucking
her breast.
    Brandon grabbed her hand and pushed it down between them,
down to where it rested next to Ethan’s head.
    Ethan lifted away from her. “Touch yourself. Finish it.”
    Damn. “No, you.”
    “Uh-uh. Now I want to watch you do it. We all do,” said
Ethan.
    She missed his hot mouth on her, the flick of his tongue. A
dreadful loss. But she did still have his finger inside her, and Mark’s.
    They’d wait her out, and she knew she didn’t have the
patience to compete. She touched herself. Mark and Brandon raised their heads
from her breasts, looked down to the center of new interest -- her fingers on
her own clit.
    “God, that’s sexy, hot,” said Brandon.
    And he was right. Having their fingers pumping inside her,
pinching her nipples and squeezing her plump breasts while they watched her rub
her clit ... well ... it was crazy hot.
    It didn’t seem possible that the ball of fire inside her
could get bigger, but it did. And she circled her clit faster and faster,
clamped down on the fingers inside her, arched upward into the hands caressing
her breasts.
    The fire built until it spread from her core outward,
expanding into an inferno that raged through her body, through her torso, her
limbs, even over the top of her head. She shuddered under the onslaught of this
mighty release, trembled, groaned and noisily cried out her pleasure.
    From somewhere came the sounds of her lovers exhaling,
saying naughty things to her, compliments and comments. If she were unable to
clearly hear them through the deafening sound of the blood roaring in her ears,
her panting struggles to catch her breath, then that was okay. The three men
thought she was sexy, they wanted her, they would take her now. She knew what
she needed to know.
    And she vaguely recognized the sound of a condom package
tearing. And she most certainly felt a hard cock slipping through her slick
folds, pressing against the opening to her pussy.
    Her eyes flew open to see who was between her legs. Mark.
    He held his cock in one hand and guided it into her