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think I get what you and our mothers were so chatty about earlier today.” Steve crossed the floor and crowded in at her side. With utmost care, he pulled the pins from her messy bun and unwound her hair. It tumbled down over her shoulders. He slid his fingers through the strands before raising it to his nose and inhaling.
    “How do you always smell so amazing?”
    “You’ve both given me so much, and I want to give you the only real thing I have. I’m so...” She stopped herself. Don’t apologise. That was the old me. I am a stronger, confident woman. “...no more waiting, I want you both to make love to me.”
    “Are you sure? There is no pressure, don’t feel obliged only because we’re horny. We’re men and we’ll get over it.” Ben and his tender heart.
    “No, I want this, I really do. Yes, I’m nervous, I’ve never been with two men, but I want to. I really want a three person relationship, just like the relationship your parents have. It’s a beautiful thing.”
    “As our lady wishes,” Steve nodded towards the stove. “Is there anything here that’s going to burn?” It took a moment for her brain to switch gears.
    “Oh, just turn off the oven.”
    Steve did so as Ben pulled away only to lift her up into his strong arms. “No way am I going to protest anything, in case you change your mind.”
    “I’m not, Ben.” He carried into the bedroom.
    Her heart pounded in her chest when Ben set her down; Steve climbed onto the bed and pulled her between them.
    “Do you trust us, Arial?” Steve held her gaze; she saw his passion intermingled with his love for her.
    “Do you trust us with your body? Trust us to give you only pleasure?” Ben pressed, snaking his arms around her, sliding them upwards to caress her breasts through the silky material of her camisole.
    “This is the place where feelings can be trusted. Will you listen to those feelings beautiful?”
    Steve knelt by her legs sliding up the fabric of her silky shirt. Ben pulled her arms up, and then assisted in removing the garment over her head before tossing it aside. Nimble fingers unhooked her bra and it too fluttered to the floor. She felt the swift undressing was another way to stop her brain from over thinking, and approved of the notion.
    “You’ve such amazing skin, so soft and pink. We’ve been hungering for this for such a long time.”
    Arial’s breast swelled under Ben’s skilled hands, her nipples strained as if begging for his touch.
    Ben started to kiss her upper body, making her skin tingle; her skin heated under each press of his lips, she felt singed.
    By the time Steve reached her waist, she found herself squirming, unable to keep still, her body responding to the building need inside her. Yes, they were right, and she placed her trust in their hands and the wonderful feelings of pleasure they created. It built into a steadily growing fire.
    Keeping their slow, torturous pace, Arial fought back the urge to moan when in tandem, they began to suck and nip at her neck. A shudder slid up through her; her womb tightened, anticipation fluttering in her lower stomach.
    The drum of her pulse sounded in her ears, her breathing accelerated as her heart rate sped up.
    “You trust us, don’t you, Arial?” Steve persisted, his voice low and husky near her ear. His mouth resumed its previous position on her neck, not waiting for an answer.
    Desire sizzled under the surface, every inch of her inflamed with the burn consuming her body.
    They both suddenly moved away, making her whimper in disappointment.
    Ben tweaked her hardened nipple, sending pleasure and pain swirling through her, leaving her teetering on an unfamiliar edge.
    “Answer, Arial.” His command firm.
    She gazed up, glancing between them and with a lick of her lips answered. “Yes,” surprised at the sound of her voice, throaty and low, revealing her need.
    Steve swooped in claiming her lips. A burst, like a firecracker went off. He took his time, nipping at