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said.
    With a grin and a wink, Jed swept up the party favors and slipped them in his pocket as Connor turned to Cherry.
    Cherry had nearly wept as the orgasm swept through her. Her pussy ached. It felt empty. It needed more, needed to be filled. Each motion of Connor’s mouth and tongue on her throbbing, aching clit had sent bursts of electricity through her body. The fingers inside her had driven an entirely new pleasure—deeper, far more intense. It was as though a dam had burst inside her. The flood that dam released had driven the cry out of her as it roared through her, her body bucking, instinctively trying to spread her legs farther, despite being bound, as every muscle in her body went taut.
    She was utterly spent, wrung out, and they still hadn’t fucked her. They had only toyed with her, teased and tormented her.
    Cherry was only half aware when they untied her from the table. Connor and Jed helped her to her feet then Erik bound her wrists behind her with the velvet ties that had secured her to the table.
    If she wanted to protest, now was the time.
    Looking into Connor’s blue eyes, she saw them go hot as his hand slid between her thighs, cupping her mound, her throbbing, aching, empty pussy.
    “What do you say, Cherry? We’re not through with you,” Connor whispered in her ear, his lips brushing lightly over it, making her shiver. “We want you, all three of us. We’ve got the whole weekend ahead of us. It’s up to you, Cherry.”
    She wasn’t certain what they had in mind. A part of her was a bit anxious but another part—her drenched, aching and empty pussy—wanted to see them naked, wanted them to fuck her. They could bend her over the table and take her. All of them. She wouldn’t protest. She needed it.
    Looking at the three of them, she could see they all had rigid erections behind the material of their tuxedo pants.
    She wanted a cock inside her.
    No, she wasn’t ready for it to be over.
    Taking a breath, she nodded.
    She was committed now. She was once more their willing captive.

Chapter Four
     
    With the building emptied of everyone but security, they were free to drape a tablecloth around Cherry’s shoulders and escort her up to the executive suite on the topmost floor of the building, accessed by private elevator and intended for those nights when Connor worked too late to bother going home.
    It was impossible for any of them, it seemed, to keep their hands off her lush body, all three of them stroking and touching her breasts, her stomach, her tight, nicely rounded ass as they rode up in the elevator. Jed gave Connor a look, then slid his fingertips along her rump, along her sex, his fingers slipping through the wetness there, giving her a quick finger-fuck to hear her gasp. All three of them had grabbed bottles of champagne, drinking directly from the bottles, holding them for Cherry to drink, the champagne spilling down over her breasts, over her body. They sucked or licked it off.
    They took her to the bedroom of the suite where there was plenty of space in which to play. Jed dropped the bottles of lubricant in the drawer of one of the bedside tables then pulled out the box of condoms.
    With a grin, he said, “These might come in handy.”
    He tossed a handful onto the bed.
    “All right, gentlemen, let’s roll up our sleeves and get to work,” Connor declared, smiling as he picked Cherry up and deposited her in the middle of the king-sized bed. Legs spread for balance, she sat back on her heels, giving them a very good view of her pretty pussy.
    Connor looked at her sitting there so prettily, her back straight, her hands bound behind her so that her breasts pushed forward, the mound of curls and her sex clear and available to them.
    Her golden hair tumbled wildly over her shoulders, her blue eyes huge in a slightly heart-shaped face and her mouth swollen from their kisses. Her body was gorgeous—plentifully curved in all the right places, full breasts heavy, lush and yet the