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soothing. And it reminded her
exactly why she trusted this man so much. He’d never, in the months
they’d been together, done anything she hadn’t agreed to. True, he
pushed, and bent the rules, but he’d never broken them.
    “No, sir. No houses right now.”
    “Good. Now, why don’t you greet our guest? You
haven’t even given him a proper hello,” Trevor murmured against her
lips before pressing a sweet kiss against them. During their
whispered discussion, he’d wrapped his arms around her waist and
pulled her up against him. Now he smacked her ass with his open
palm. She jumped and then leaned against him as the sting swam
through her veins.
    With the tiny bit of pain gone, she turned toward
the stranger and froze. Richard .
    “Hey, beautiful.”
    She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move, couldn’t
function. Any second now she’d keel over and just die .
Richard, Trevor’s best friend and walking god, was two feet from
her and naked as a jaybird. And hard. She couldn’t forget hard.
She’d felt his impressive erection, and now she was getting an
eyeful.
    Trevor’s hands on her hips had her turning toward
their guest. He pulled her back against his front, and she felt his
cock settle between the cheeks of her ass. One of his hands
squeezed and kneaded her breast while the other slipped between her
legs. She couldn’t have cared less.
    Ashley loved Trevor, she truly did… But that didn’t
mean she was blind or dead from the waist down. The man standing
before her was a blond god. Richard was six feet of muscle and
testosterone. Sun-kissed skin covered well-honed muscles from head
to toe, and now that she got a good look at him, she realized there
weren’t any tan lines. Oh. My. God .
    Trevor slid his fingers between her pussy lips and
pinched her clit. A sharp bite of pleasure and pain shot through
her. “Our guest said something to you, baby.”
    What? Someone said what? He pinched her clit again,
and her back arched as she leaned against him, a cry erupting from
her throat. Trevor eased the pressure, and her attention refocused
on Richard, on his smirk, and finally on his hand stroking his
cock.
    “Hi, Richard.” Ashley kept her eyes glued to his
dick while he rubbed himself. Base to tip and back again, his hand
traveled under her gaze. She licked her lips, wondering what he’d
taste like. Before Trevor, she’d never been that interested in
sucking a man, but her man had shown her how, and with knowledge
and confidence came the love of bringing a man to his knees, from
her knees.
    Trevor’s finger circled her clit now, in time with
Richard’s strokes. Nice and easy, slow and steady. Not enough to
get her off, but just enough to keep her motor purring with
life.
    “Why don’t you get acquainted with that cock? Show
him what you can do with that pretty little mouth of yours.” His
fingers never left her pussy, but the grasp at her breast shifted
to her back, forcing her to her hands and knees.
    Yeah, this is what she wanted. Not long ago she’d
confessed to wanting to be made love to by two men. Not double
penetration, per se, but she wanted to at least have her mouth and
pussy filled at the same time. Looked like she was getting her
wish.
    Richard knelt on the bed as she dropped to her
hands, putting the head of his dick right at eye, and lip, level.
He held his cock by the base as if presenting it to her, and
instinctively she opened her mouth before a hint of reality
encroached. Trevor still knelt near her ass. He’d pushed her knees
wide to make room for himself between them. Ashley pushed back
toward him and away from Richard with a whimper of distress.
“Trevor?”
    “What’s wrong, princess? This can stop at any time
if you’re nervous.”
    She glanced at Richard and caught his nod as he
settled onto his heels. “What about a condom?” She really shouldn’t
be the one asking this question.
    Trevor leaned over her, blanketing her back with his
front, and he kissed her neck.