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came.
    Which at this pace was going to be any second, a fact that Evan
must’ve caught on to. With his free hand he unrolled the condom from his cock,
laid it aside and pumped himself in time with the fingers that were three
knuckles deep inside her. And he curved those just right, rasping over her
G-spot again and again, and then once more until she couldn’t hold back any
longer.
    She dropped her chin to her chest and briefly squeezed her
eyes against the pleasure assaulting her. A husky, steady groan started low in
her chest, only to evolve into an erratic moan the higher it rose. Electricity
raged through her—from her fingernails piercing Garrett’s thighs all the way
down to the tips of her toes barely skimming the short-napped hotel carpeting.
Heat blossomed from her clit and seeped into the depths of her pussy to wrap
around the thick cock in her ass.
    Each new spasm was more fierce than the last and she was
helpless to do anything other than go with it. Her nerve endings were screaming
out. Her thighs were cramping. She was so far gone that nothing would ever
bring her back.
    Until Evan kissed her.
    His thumb replaced his lips on her clit, and he continued to
stroke himself, but it was as if he focused all his attention on her mouth.
Their tongues glided together, their lips nibbled each other’s between
identical fitful breaths. And when Garrett sat up to devour the side of her
neck from behind her, she traded her death grip on his legs to bury her fingers
in each man’s hair to hold them closer.
    She didn’t want to stop moving, didn’t want the pleasure to
end. She rocked harder against Garrett and let go of Evan to reach between his
legs to take over for him. She fisted her hand around his dick while he
pistoned his hips even quicker.
    “Squeeze him, Riley. Harder.”
    Garrett’s rough command at her shoulder shot straight to the
anal muscles wrapped around his cock as well as her hand surrounding Evan’s.
She gripped tighter. Fucked faster. And she groaned right along with them when
they surprised her by coming together.
    Evan broke from her lips to suck in a lungful of air as a
layer of hot semen coated the back of her hand and wrist. He looked so
beautiful with his head tossed to the side and a tiny drop of sweat running in
a rivulet down his hairline. Strong and so damn virile. The deep lines where he
drew his brows together beckoned her to reach out to smooth them, but she
didn’t. She couldn’t.
    He straightened his head a moment later, withdrew his
fingers from inside her and flattened them against her tender flesh. He held
her there with a gentle touch as his fiery gaze penetrated her deeply. She
swallowed back the flutters creeping up in her stomach and instead concentrated
on the blue ice glinting in his eyes.
    She started a bit when Garrett muttered, “Riley, baby,” in
her ear a second before he flexed his fingers around the swell of her belly. He
nudged her chin toward his lips and she eased away from Evan’s stare, not quite
reluctantly, but not so eager either. She was afraid of what she might find in Garrett’s
eyes, and even more terrified of what she might see reflected back.
    But all she saw was sated pleasure, along with a deep
caring. He stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers and whispered, “You
okay?”
    Her simple nod was a lie. She wasn’t okay. She doubted she’d
ever be okay again.
    If he sensed her fib, he hid it well. All he did was smile
with a destructive lift to his lips and lean in closer. His kiss was slow,
torturous and said more than any words ever could.
    When he released her, she closed her eyes again and soaked
in the spicy scent of sex still circling them, the sounds of heavy breaths
attempting to be controlled and the warmth from being cocooned by two scorching
male bodies. In her heart she knew she could easily become addicted to this, to
them. Evan had been right. She could do it and, Lord help her, she loved every
minute of it.

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