CherrysJubilee

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Authors: V.J. Devereaux
Tags: Romance
hardened peaks of them still pointed upward.
    Shaking his head, unbuttoning his cuffs, he could only admire her.
    “God, you’re beautiful,” he said reverently, his cock aching to fuck her. It was amazing to see her there, naked, the three of them standing around her.
    Connor got no argument from either Jed or Erik, who were eyeing her as well, their appreciation evident.
    The admiration in her eyes as she looked at them in return was just as obvious, her gaze wandering and lingering appreciatively over their bodies. Very satisfying to three male egos.
    Connor walked to the bed, pleased when she rose unsteadily to her knees to meet him.
    For Cherry, watching the three of them strip was like having her own private Chippendales show as the white, pin-tucked tuxedo shirts came off, one after another.
    She would have been hard put to declare which of them she liked better—Connor’s broad-shouldered, firmly muscled body, Jed’s long, lean, narrow-hipped frame or Erik’s broad-chested, solidly muscled form. She swallowed hard as they quickly stripped out of their tuxedos, each hard masculine body incredible in its own right.
    It was clear that all three worked out regularly, not just Erik, although the massive muscles in his chest and arms were testament to his dedication to keeping in shape.
    Certainly Connor and Jed had nothing to be ashamed of—there wasn’t an ounce of excess body fat on either of them. They were just different body types. She didn’t have a favorite.
    Then there were their cocks, especially Erik’s. She grew wet in anticipation even as she quailed a little at the size of him, thinking of his cock swelling inside her. He was a big man but none of them were small. She was fairly certain that she’d never taken a cock as big as any of theirs. It seemed that she would tonight. Her head spun at the thought.
    She knew that if she asked, they would let her go. They’d be disappointed but they would allow her to leave. Looking at those hard masculine bodies though, a rush of lust went through her, her muscles still twitched from their attentions and she found that she didn’t want to leave. Not yet.
    All three of them were looking at her as if she were a particularly tasty treat as they walked toward her. Something to be devoured. In a way she had been and still was. A shiver went through her though at that look in their eyes—the appreciation, the desire, the hunger. Her pussy flexed and tightened in response.
    With a sigh of appreciation she eyed the three of them, all drop-dead gorgeous, and replied to Connor’s compliment, “So are you.”
    They definitely were.
    She wished her hands were free to run over the strong muscles of Connor’s chest, stroke over Jed’s rippled abs or run her fingers over Erik’s massive pecs. She wanted to tangle her fingers in Connor’s dark wavy hair, comb Jed’s thick brown hair back or slide over Erik’s silky blond locks.
    With a smile, Connor walked toward her, took a handful of her hair, jerked her head back and proceeded to devour her mouth with enthusiasm as Jed settled beside her and Erik behind, to stroke, play with and torment her body.
    Their hands swarmed over her.
    Erik pushed his big thick fingers into her pussy while Jed suckled hard and enthusiastically at her breasts.
    Heat exploded through her as they played with her, as Connor savaged her mouth, crushing hers, his tongue driving deep. She loved it, loved the fierceness of it, the passion, the taste of him. She loved his long, hard, naked body against hers.
    “She’s so tight,” Erik said with a groan as his fingers pushed farther inside her.
    Erik’s fingers were thicker than Connor’s and they stretched her delightfully as he finger-fucked her slowly and steadily. He plunged them deep as his other arm wrapped around her from behind to cup, squeeze and torment her breast.
    Moistening his thumb in her juices, Erik rubbed it over the tightly puckered rosebud of her ass.
    The pleasure it

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