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experience what
these two men could do for her.
    Zach’s
tongue rubbed over the tight little bundle of nerves as Ethan pushed deep, his
groin grinding against her ass, and she came, harder than she’d ever come in
her life, squirming against Zach’s mouth, on Ethan’s cock, wanting them to
drain every ounce of pleasure from her. Behind her, Ethan groaned, and she felt
his own orgasm pump inside her.
    Zach
sat on his heels and met her gaze, his question clear, at least to her. His
erection still arched between them.
    “You
want me to suck you?” she asked, more for Ethan’s benefit than her own.
    Ethan
grunted. Was he having second thoughts about this idea? He’d been the one to
act on it, after all.
    “He
has to wear a condom,” Ethan said at last. “I don’t want to taste him when I
kiss you.”
    Jill’s
heart hammered as Zach rose to fetch a condom from his bag. He pulled it on and
sat with his back against the headboard of his own bed, his hand on his
erection. With second thoughts of her own, but unwilling to back down now that
she’d voiced the offer, Jill left Ethan’s bed and crossed to Zach.
    Ethan
didn’t want to watch Jill suck off her old boyfriend. He didn’t want to see her
mouth filled with another man’s cock, her head bobbing, her hand pumping. The
fear that she’d decide he wasn’t enough for her still burned the back of his
throat. But he wasn’t going to lie here and surrender her to him.
    He
sat up to join them, to at least touch her, remind her he was here while she
pleasured Zach. The sight of Zach’s hand on the top of her head, her sexy lips
parted around Zach’s sheathed cock, her tongue trailing up its length stirred
his emotions into something he couldn’t identify. He was turned on, but couldn’t
help wondering if he was making the same mistake he’d made with his ex, doing
what he thought she needed to keep him with her.
    Jill
had tucked her hair behind her ear so Ethan could see everything she did. Her
eyes were closed, her expression serene as she knelt between the other man’s
legs, her ass in the air, pumping just a little.
    Because
she was turned on. She’d come, too, but maybe she needed more. She’d been
practically vibrating with arousal when Zach had watched them, her pussy
drenched. Her desire had been the hottest thing he’d ever felt in his life,
making her frantic and eager. So he’d let her play this out and hope she still
found him satisfying. He was getting hard again already, just thinking about
how hot she’d been.
    He
sat on the edge of the bed, just past Zach’s feet and bent to trail kisses over
Jill’s smooth ass and she shifted, parting her legs wider in invitation. He
ignored it for now and continued his kisses up the curve of her ass to the
small of her back. She moaned and arched her back, the scent of her arousal
growing stronger.
    His
fingers itched to touch her, to bury in her, but he enjoyed her reaction to his
mouth on her skin. He curved his palm over her ass, sliding his thumb back and
forth over the sensitive crease where her buttock met her thigh, at the same
time rubbing his lips over the base of her spine.
    She
lifted her head, releasing Zach’s dick with a pop. “Ethan!”
    “What
do you want, baby?” he asked against her skin, his thumb teasing closer to her
pussy.
    “Make
me come,” she choked. “Please.”
    He
dragged his lips down her thigh to the cleft of her ass, then lifted his head,
shifting his touch on her to slide two fingers into her channel. She’d taken
Zach’s dick back in her mouth and hummed her approval around it, drawing a moan
from Zach. Ethan chose to ignore that as he pumped his fingers in and out of
her pussy.
    Christ,
she was wet, and he was covered with her juices. He thought about leaning in
and taking a taste, but maybe later. She’d lifted her ass so her pussy was damn
near eye-level, pink and slick. As he pumped faster, so did she, on Zach’s
cock. Ethan was glad he couldn’t watch, and