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    “Gabe…” She moaned helplessly against his lips.
    “Gabe?” he asked, “Or Connor?”
    Which one? God, which one? “Gabe,” she said out loud, orientating herself. She bucked against him. “Fuck me. Again. Please, Gabe, fuck me.” Yes, she was talking to Gabe, but she still thought about his friend, couldn’t help it.
    He pulled back then and lifted her shaky legs. This time he placed her feet on his chest, leaving her wide open and mere inches away from his impressive erection. He rubbed his dick against her, starting at her clit, and working his way down, over her slit and lower until he touched her ass. Then he dragged it back up again, torturing the swollen, sensitive flesh. Again and again he caressed her like this until the sensation broke and another mini orgasm rippled through her. This time he did not wait for her to recover. While the shivers flowed over her body, he pressed his dick down, with the tip against the tight ring of muscle, and pushed forward.
    Maddie expected pain, she expected the now familiar burn as her body adjusted to fit his girth. But to her surprise, in this position there was no pain. There was only sweet, exquisite ecstasy. Gabe pulled back and then moved forward, burying himself in her ass. Slowly, exquisitely, he built a rhythm, filling her completely, then withdrawing totally before filling her again.
    After so many orgasms Maddie did not have the strength to swing her hips up to meet him. Instead she gave herself to Gabe fully, relaxing altogether into the delicious, wicked act. She kept her eyes open, watched Gabe watch her. His eyes were dark. Midnight black and glazed with lust.
    “You like this, Maddie?” he asked and wet his lips with his tongue.
    Maddie wet her own lips, mirroring his actions. “You know I do, Gabe.”
    “You like it when I…touch you here?” Without losing momentum, he slid his finger over her clit.
    “Mmmmmmm.”
    “And…here?” He slipped the same finger between her wet, swollen folds.
    “Ah! Mmmmm.”
    “You want Connor to touch you here?” In slid another finger.
    She gasped incoherently. Connor. Charming, funny Connor.
    “And here?” With his dick in her ass, and his fingers in her pussy, fucking her, he stroked her clit with his other hand.
    Connor, with his devilish grin and sexy wink . She couldn’t talk, just stared at Gabe with wide eyes. Yes, Goddammit, she wanted Connor touching her there—while Gabe fucked her.
    “Do you?” Gabe asked again, his eyes dark as sin.
    She panted in reply. Could she answer him? Could she tell him the truth? Did she feel secure enough in their steamy, yet young relationship to confide in him?
    “Do you, baby? Do you want Connor to touch you while I fuck you?”
    How could she not trust him? After all they’d shared, after what she let him do to her, how could she not? Of course she trusted Gabe. Of course she could tell him.
    With the last ounce of energy she possessed she opened her mouth and whispered, “Yes, Gabe. I want it. I want…Connor.”
    Gabe let out a roar of pure male triumph. He lengthened inside her and his movements increased in pace and intensity. His fingers drove her wild, their precise actions drawing to attention millions of nerve endings. His dick filled her, stretched her, pleasured her, his speed rocketed her into another universe and thoughts of Connor filled her head.
    This time when she came, it was wild and all consuming. She screamed as her muscles tightened around Gabe, gripping his dick like an iron fist. Cream poured from her, coating his hand, dripping down to mix with the lube and further coat his cock.
    Gabe pressed harder into her, faster, and then he roared again and buckled, and in the middle of her gut-wrenching release he came as hard as she did.

Chapter Two
    “Was it good?” Connor’s chest heaved as he asked the question.
    “Was what good?” Maddie answered innocently.
    It was all he could do to hold himself back, to not haul her into his