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her was going to be a challenge.
    “You’re so fucking tight.” The words sounded as if they’d been squeezed out of him.
    He pulled out and plunged in again, making progress, but it took three more tries before he was balls deep inside her quivering cunt. He rested his forehead against her back for a few seconds, and then he began to stroke his broad cock in and out of her. He popped her ass cheeks twice in succession.
    Piper whimpered and thrust back against his cock. She couldn’t get enough of him inside of her. She spread her legs a little more and laid her cheek against the mattress. He tunneled in and out of her pussy, popping her ass with each inward thrust. She dug her fingers into the mattress and held on. It was so good. She couldn’t believe it. She was going to climax again. Three times. She had never come more than once, and now she was going to climax three times in a row.
    The burn deep in her womb spread outward as Keith continued to fuck her pussy. Warmth leeched into every nerve ending in her body. Sparks ignited along her spine. She reached beneath her and pressed a finger against her clit. The added stimulation shot her skyward in less than a second. She screamed out as the warmth that had spread now came crashing back to burn her alive.
    Her cunt clamped down on Keith’s thick cock and squeezed until he was cursing and jerking behind her as he shot cum deep inside of her. He bent over her and bit her shoulder as he continued to push against her ass with his body. She finally collapsed the rest of the way on the bed, and Keith followed her down.
    “Get off of her, you oaf.” Tripp chuckled.
    “She killed me. You weren’t so spry yourself a few seconds ago.”
    “Guys.” She panted, trying to catch her breath. “I really need to go to the bathroom. Can you help me up? I’m not sure my legs are going to support me.”
    Keith made a valiant effort to stand up and help Tripp pull her up, but he actually wasn’t much help. She grinned at him and staggered into the bathroom. She cleaned up and, once she had her breathing back under control, Piper returned to the bedroom to find both men already in bed waiting for her.
    “Are you okay, Piper?” Keith asked in a quiet voice.
    “I’m great.” She climbed up from the foot of the bed and shimmed beneath the covers.
    “We didn’t hurt you?” Tripp asked.
    “No. You damn near killed me, but you didn’t hurt me.” She leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips before turning to give Keith a similar one.
    “You’re amazing, Piper,” Keith told her.
    “Naw, I’m just me.”
    “There has to be a catch,” Tripp said.
    “A catch? What are you talking about?”
    “You’re perfect. No one is perfect.”
    “Believe me. I’m nowhere near perfect. I like to cook and keep house, but I’m terrible with growing things. I’m in charge of the garden, so you better hope I learned something on the ship…”
    “Shuttle.”
    “Shuttle, because otherwise, we’re going to starve to death.”
    “You’ll do fine. There’s nothing to it once you plant it except keep the weeds out and water it. We’ll help as we can.”
    “You shouldn’t have to because you’re already working on the ranch as it is. You’ll be tired.”
    The more they talked about it, the more worried and anxious she became. How would she ever handle weeding a garden if she didn’t know the difference between the plants and the weeds?
    “You’re hyperventilating over there, baby. What’s wrong?” Keith reached out and clasped her hand in his.
    “Just worried that I’m going to screw up.”
    “Calm down, Piper. We didn’t mean to worry you. Everything will be fine. You’ll see. Now try and get some sleep. Come over here.” Tripp pulled her over so that she was half-draped across his chest.
    Keith wrapped an arm over her waist. She could feel the weight of it and realized she felt comfortable with the two men after only one day. She hoped everything went this