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Ethan’s. He snatched his hand away from her
heat and squeezed the base of his shaft so he wouldn’t come. The pulses of her
orgasm hadn’t stopped when Zach removed his fingers and placed the blunt head
of his cock against her ass.
    She
tensed a moment, drawing a groan of pleasure from Ethan as her pussy squeezed
him, then lifted her hips just a bit. Zach pressed forward, the smooth head of
his dick breaching her loosened muscles, stretching her, then he drew back in a
gentle tease, dragging along those sensitive nerve-endings. Ethan lifted his
head from the bed and rubbed his lips back and forth along her throat as Zach
pushed deeper into her, and deeper. So much, God, so much. She dug her fingers
into Ethan’s arms.
    “You
okay?” Ethan asked huskily, and his words halted Zach’s movement.
    She
nodded jerkily. Even if she wanted to say something, she couldn’t form words.
    “I
can stop,” Zach said, his voice strained.
    She
shook her head wildly and moaned, hoping Zach would understand what she wanted.
She pushed back against him in encouragement. He didn’t move, though, instead
coasted his fingertips from her hips, down her thighs and over the backs of her
knees before sliding them up to stroke the creases between her buttocks and
thighs. How that caress could arouse her so much when she had two men—two
men—making love to her, she couldn’t say. She angled her head so Ethan could
continue his assault on her throat, and Zach shifted forward again, deeper,
God, oh God, the lubrication making it so easy, all pleasure, only a little
pinch of pain, and then he was balls-deep.
    Two
big cocks pulsing inside her, and she felt like she was going to be stretched
in two.
    “Okay?”
Zach asked, his hands moving restlessly on her ass.
    “Just…a
minute.” She needed time to absorb this, to take in every detail. Her pussy
parted over Ethan so that her clit would rub against his groin with every
thrust, Ethan’s cock deep her cunt, only a thin barrier of skin separating it
from Zach’s in her ass. Both men were rock hard, and their breathing was
labored. Their balls had to be touching, and the idea sent her into a tailspin
of desire. The paper she’d slipped into her pocket earlier—Zach wanted to jerk
Ethan off. Ethan would freak, but God, the idea made her even hotter.
    “Can’t
hold back long,” Zach said, his hand on the small of her back.
    She
nodded. “Okay. I’m ready.”
    “I
go on one, you go on two,” Zach said, and a moment passed before she realized
he spoke to Ethan, who gave a sharp nod, the tendons in his throat standing out.
Tension or holding back his orgasm? “One.” Zach pushed forward. “Two.” He
pulled back and Ethan lifted his hips.
    Drag
and fill, stroke and stretch. Jill dug her fingertips into Ethan’s shoulders,
her entire being focused between her legs, on the pleasure that bordered just
on pain. Ethan caressed her nipple and she lifted her head to look into his
eyes.
    “Like
it?” he managed.
    “Oh,
yeah.”
    “You’re
wet.”
    “You’re
hard.”
    “I’m
close,” Zach chimed in, reaching around Jill’s body to stroke her mons, parting
her lips so her clit rubbed directly on Ethan’s groin.
    Ethan
stiffened at the touch of Zach’s hand so close to his cock, which was weird
considering their balls were rubbing against each other and their dicks were
rubbing against each other inside her, separated by a thin barricade of flesh.
    That
thought, combined with the sensation of them filling her, with them moving in
and out of her, made her angle her clit toward Ethan. She wanted him to be the
one to send her over. He was her future, the man she wanted in her life, in her
bed. The movement had her ass clamping on Zach, who choked and grasped her
hips, surging forward in a stroke that bordered on pain.
    She
whimpered and turned her head into Ethan’s throat, and he ran a soothing hand
down her side. Behind her, Zach he gasped her name and she felt him come, the
orgasm