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Michaelerus moved the elastic aside. The pad of his finger teasingly traced her slick folds. His fingers moved closer and closer to dipping into her soaked pussy. Her thigh muscles jumped and twitched as she tried to buck against the hand doing amazing things to her body.
    Her body went haywire when Amanassa pinched her nipples. “Ah.”
    Michaelerus’s mouth came down on hers. His tongue plunged between her lips, moving against hers, reminding her she was about to take the sexual ride of her life. She clutched his shoulders for support. Her fingers fisted in his shirt.
    Please. Please. I need this.
    Michaelerus lifted his face and traced a finger of his free hand down her cheek. Suddenly, he plunged his digits deep in her channel. The slap-slap-slap of his palm slapping against her clit as he fucked her with his fingers sounded in the air.
    Energy zinged all around them. Her climax built. The throb thrummed stronger. A plea for release sprang to her lips. Michaelerus cut her off by sliding his thumb into her mouth.
    Needing a good fuck, her poor pussy screaming to be stretched by a hard dick, she squealed when both men abruptly moved away.
    “I want to watch you suck Amanassa’s cock—nice and slow. Show me your talents, slave.” Michaelerus slapped her ass. Behind her, she heard the rustle of clothing being removed. “Suck him nice and slow,” Michaelerus reiterated.
    She took a few shaky steps to where Amanassa stood. Gulping, Jada nodded. She fell to her knees before the man. Gripping his giant cock, she took a tentative lick. She opened her mouth and took the head between her lips. It took her a few minutes to find her pace, but she was soon taking most of his shaft down her throat.
    “Put your hands behind your back,” Michaelerus commanded.
    Lifting her face to meet Amanassa’s steady stare, she released his cock from her mouth. She placed her hands behind her back and gripped them together in a white-knuckle clutch. It took her a few tries, but she managed to get Amanassa’s cock back in her mouth. She was just getting her stroke back when Amanassa gripped her head in his hands and held her still.
    Every inch of her body tingled with desire. Zips of energy flowed between her and her advisor. Her pussy throbbed so bad she was only seconds away from coming.
    “Not yet,” Michaelerus demanded.
    Damn, she’d never been this turned on before. It was hot as hell to know Michaelerus was watching her suck off another man. I need you to fuck me. To give it to me until I scream your name.
    Eased up by a pair of strong hands on her shoulders, Amanassa’s cock slipped out of her mouth. “Undress for me,” he muttered. The tone of his voice informed Jada that her counselor was on the brink of coming as well. “Once you are done, sit on the desk.”
    “I want to watch you touch yourself before I pound your ass.” Michaelerus began to disrobe.
    Blowing out a breath, Jada imagined Michaelerus’s hard length stroking her dark hole. Her pussy ached for attention, too.
    She gave her mate credit. He sure knew how to turn her on and keep her lust ramped.
    She pulled off her top and tossed it on a companion chair. Her bra joined it next. After shimmying out of her skirt, she then removed her panties.
    On legs that felt positively jellified, she made her way to his desk and eased her body down on the smooth surface. Turning her head, she watched Michaelerus and Amanassa stroke their cocks from base to tip.
    “Spread your legs wide,” Michaelerus ordered. “Fuck yourself with your fingers. I want to see you come.”
    She slid her middle finger into her pussy. A low moan broke from her throat. She added another finger. Her feminine walls clutched her fingers as she stroked them in and out of her channel. The pressure in her belly grew. Her free hand came up to tweak her nipple. She was on the verge of a major orgasm. “Yes. Yes. Yes.” Still, she tingled for a cock or two.
    “Come for me, Jada. Do it now.”