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down at Lisa.
    ‘The best,’ Grayson said admiringly, his eyes devouring her as they swept over her body.
    ‘Well, enjoy,’ Isabel said, spreading her arms as she backed away.
    ‘Aren’t you going to join us?’ Mark asked her.
    ‘No, I don’t have a sweet tooth. And besides, we don’t want to overwhelm the poor girl. I’ll go and get the hot tub ready while you guys have your dessert.’ She winked at Lisa. ‘Have fun,’ she said to her, then turned and left the room.
    Lisa swallowed hard as the door clicked shut behind Isabel and she was alone with the two men. For a moment time seemed to stand still, the atmosphere charged, electric. Then Mark trailed a finger through the cream at her breast, and put it in his mouth, his eyes closing briefly as he sucked. ‘Delicious,’ he murmured, breaking the silence.
    Grayson bent to her and gently sucked the strawberry from between her lips, his breath hot in her mouth. He pulled back slightly as he chewed and swallowed, and then he kissed her again, opening her lips with his. She tasted strawberry juice on his thrusting tongue as it tangled erotically with hers.
    ‘Mmm,’ he groaned as he pulled away. ‘Strawberry and you – sensational.’
    Then Mark’s mouth was on hers, hard and demanding, while Grayson’s lips trailed down to her breasts. She closed her eyes, gasping as Grayson drew hard on her left nipple, sucking off the strawberry. Mark kissed his way down her neck, and then they were both licking, nibbling and suckling at her breasts. When she felt teeth graze her nipple, she knew it was Mark even with her eyes closed. His lips closed around the sensitive nub, tugging hard until she whimpered in pain, the violence of his touch contrasting with the sensual tenderness of Grayson’s on her other side.
    She became lost in the physical sensation, forgetting to feel embarrassed or ashamed, oblivious to everything but the burning need that was building up inside her. Too mindless with arousal to be self-conscious, she abandoned herself completely to the world of her senses – the touch of their mouths and hands on her everywhere, the rasp of their stubble against her bare skin, the sounds of their jagged breathing and throaty groans all feeding the growing tension inside her, stoking the throbbing between her legs.
    Their tongues trailed down her body, leaving her wet skin raw and super-sensitive. She felt warm breath against her skin as lips closed around the strawberry at her navel.
    ‘Taste,’ Grayson’s voice was husky, and she opened her eyes to see him holding the strawberry in his fingers. As she watched, he placed it lightly between his lips and bent to her. Lisa lifted her head to take it. Her teeth grazed his skin, the sweet juice bursting on her tongue as she bit into the fruit. He opened his lips against hers, dropping the strawberry into her mouth, and pulled back as she ate, smiling indulgently at her.
    ‘Good?’ he asked, his eyes hot as he watched.
    Lisa nodded wordlessly as she swallowed, too dazed to speak as Mark trailed kisses across her abdomen. It felt so wrong to be like this with two men at once, one of whom she had met only a couple of hours ago. Yet she couldn’t deny the excitement surging through her body, or the desperate need for them to finish what they’d started.
    Grayson bent and kissed her again, his hands fondling her aching breasts as his tongue tangled with hers. He tore himself away to kiss his way down her body towards the strawberry heart, and then both men were licking and sucking, so close to where all that burning need was focused.
    ‘Mmm,’ Grayson groaned appreciatively against her belly. ‘Sweet, strawberry flavoured girl.’
    When they were almost done, Mark lifted his head from her and picked up one of the last remaining strawberries, smearing it in cream and chocolate sauce. ‘Here,’ he said, holding it out to her, ‘for being such a good girl.’ He watched as Lisa ate it from his fingers, his eyes