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  In a matter of seconds, her bra straps glided down her arms. The denim she wore hit the floor.

  These men must’ve practiced their moves. They were well rehearsed. Apparently they were accustomed to working with a gal in the middle.

  “There you go, lover,” Brad said, a deep baritone sound to his voice.

  Hot kisses were delivered front to back. Brad showered her nape with soft pecks across her flesh. Kane framed her face and kissed her, working his tongue between the seam of her lips and thrusting inside her mouth with pure unadulterated greed.

  Keeping a tightened grip on her hip, Brad moved behind her. Leaving nothing open for speculation, he inched closer, pressing the length of his cock against her bottom and grinding out a nice erotic rhythm. Flinching when she felt his penis against her ass, she threw herself forward, practically leaping into Kane’s arms. She jerked, pulled back, but found she was restrained.

  “If you think I’ll let you get away now, you’re wrong.” Kane ducked his head and lapped at her breasts, delivering ravenous kisses. His lips traveled from one nipple to the other, before taking a hike down the length of her body. Kneeling in front of her, he unhooked his belt and tugged his cock from his briefs. He stroked his thick length, looking up at her as if to further taunt her.

  “Nice,” she hummed, admiring the bead of excitement topping his cock head.

  “Hmm,” Kane muttered, pressing the pad of his thumb against his slit.

  Her mouth watered as she watched him drag the transparent film over the crest of his cock. She wanted to taste him. She longed to please him. Regardless of the duties for which they’d been hired to perform, she wanted both fellows satisfied.

  Their pleasure was suddenly more important than her own. Dropping to the floor, she mashed her chest against Kane’s and took his cock in hand, pumping him. Brad came forward, his exposed cock level to the back of her head.

  Dragging her fingers through the slick moisture coating the tip of Kane’s dick, she smoothed the pad of her thumb across the small opening and brought her moistened digit to her lips. Sucking, she whispered, “You taste incredible.”

  “That was sexy as hell.” Kane cupped her neck and drew her forward.

  Smothering her lips with his, Kane cradled her breasts. Lowering his head, he supported her fullness and kissed her throbbing nipple. At the same time, he dropped his hand between her legs and fingered her clit, rubbing his hand back and forth against her opening.

  Brad approached her from the right side. “I’m feeling a little left out here.”

  She eyed his hardness, longing to feel him pumping inside her. At the same time, she mentally cursed her building desires. Her voice defied her. “We should do something about that.”

  “What do you have in mind?”

  “I can think of a few ways to include you.”

  He rubbed his cock over the texture of her lips. “I’m feeling better already.”

  She sipped the head of his penis. “Good. I love a confident man who fits in without putting forth much of an effort.”

  She should’ve chosen her words more carefully.

  Brad changed his stance. Her mouth wrapped around his cock and his erection lengthened. The muscles in his thighs flexed and tightened. With a quick entry, he pushed against her throat. A low, masculine growl resounded as he fucked her mouth.

  “How you doing there, Brad?” Kane asked, envy settling in his eyes.

  “Don’t worry about me,” he teased, flattening his palm against the top of her head. “This gal is good. Damn good.”

  His cock reached into her throat, knocking against her tonsils. She sucked and moaned, bobbing her head up and down, his penis pulsing inside her mouth.

  “Good Lord, woman!”

  Blaire made a slurping sound, tapped his balls, and drew him between her cheeks with a tighter suction. He pushed the weight of his erection against the roof of her mouth and stilled against her. “Good God, I’m about to blow!”

  She drew the head tighter and hummed, vibrating against his shaft. Finally, she rose to the tip and paused. Fluttering her eyelashes, she studied her subject, the masculine hunk of flesh before her. Licking the hooded shape, she crooned, “Stop resisting me.”

  With the realization he was trying to postpone his pleasure, she was only more determined. Blaire then went at his cock like a woman with purpose. She slid up and down his shaft with a tighter than hell suction, lapping and licking, sucking and humming, pushing her face down and jerking upright, drifting over his cock then jolting forward and pulling back.

  “Fuck!” Brad screamed, pounding her throat. He took one step backward as if the mere act took the will of a hundred men. He was out of her tongue’s reach, and she felt the sense of abandonment, the instant void.

  Blaire lightly fingered her mouth. “What’s wrong, handsome? Are you afraid I won’t swallow?”

  “I don’t want to be down for the count yet.”

  Kane doused her with kisses across her belly, thighs, and hips. Then, he rose to his feet. Taking her hand in his, he led her to a square tile-covered table in one corner of the room.

  “What do you have planned over here?” she asked saucily.

  He gathered her in his arms and hoisted her to the flat surface. Pulling her to the edge, he spread her thighs and took a position in front of her. “I’m about to show you why I’m the highest-paid male companion in the business.”

  Kane wasted little time. He used his tongue to part her folds, nudging his mouth against her intimate lips. He kissed his way to her center, fluttering his tongue deep inside her. Hell and mercy, the man went at her as if he were determined to find the heart of her pussy, the pulsing beat of her very core!

  “You’re driving me crazy,” she rasped, slapping her hands against the table.

  “Yeah, that’s pretty much the plan.” Brad loitered beside them. He watched Kane as if he were awaiting the appropriate time to rejoin them.

  After a few minutes of incredible oral fucking, Kane pulled back. When he eased forward again, he kissed her mound before uncurling his tongue deep inside her once more. He thrust the meaty texture inside her walls, screwing her with his tongue, lapping at her from side to side.

  Her pussy clenched. She bucked and writhed, spreading her legs wide as she jerked.

  “God damn!” She pumped her bottom away from the table. Using her palms as a platform, she lifted her body and rocked back and forth, seconds away from coming, mere moments away from screaming out in pleasure.

  He flicked her clit and feasted on her pussy, jerking his head from side to side as he finger-fucked her, too. He worked one then two digits deep inside her cunt, wedging his fingers deeper each time he entered her.

  An incredible force zipped through her body as Brad leaned over and kissed her. His tongue plunged inside her mouth, and he mimicked the sex act with his kiss while Kane fucked her with skilled fingers, pumping inside her with a similar rhythm. His tongue fluttered up and down with a rapid beat.

  Blaire broke Brad’s kiss and gasped. Her orgasm rolled over her like a high tide racing for shore. “Don’t stop!”

  “Never,” Kane crooned, licking her pussy like a man gone wild.

  His head jerked. His face moved from left to right, and his fingers jammed inside her as her climax finally held her captive. Sweet vibrations shook through her trembling form. Her ragged breaths fell out in spurts. Her pussy lips quivered. Her cunt clenched. She bore down on the fingers plunging inside her. She willed them to stay locked in place, longing to feel them higher and deeper, working faster and faster as her orgasm shattered her defenses, destroyed her control.

  As she came down from the satisfying climax, she breathed out in satisfaction. She’d read about these experiences. She’d heard exquisite tales of full-body orgasms.

  Had she experienced the best sensations of her life? If so, she wasn’t done with these two yet! Kane went at her again, licking his way into her quivering cunt. Her breasts tingled. Her b
ottom clenched. Her mind spun with illicit thoughts of how long she would keep these men well entertained.

  Kane stayed right with her as she writhed under his mouth, rocking from side to side. When the multiple orgasms ended, she fell from the exhilarating high, so lost in satisfaction.

  She barely acknowledged the shuffling of feet around her until the sound of condoms snapping into place alerted her to the approaching encore. The detrimental turning point of their time together lingered.

  The end was near. The true meaning of satisfaction was only a few strokes away. Euphoria took over. She was dazed, but far from confused.

  Blaire knew what she wanted and realized she could have everything these men offered. Her fantasies unraveled. She jerked to attention. Her fantasies and daydreams had pulled her away from the moment as Brad had carried her to bed.

  He stretched across the mattress and pulled her over him, latching onto one breast with his hand, the other with his mouth. He tweaked her nipples with thumbs and tongue, licking and fondling her as Kane prepared her.

  “What a pretty little ass,” Kane said, a guttural edge in his voice. The tip of a lube tube was placed between her globes.

  “What are you doing?” She peered over her shoulder. Sheer panic stilled her but anticipation soon ignited a new passion, a heartfelt desire.

  “Don’t tell us no, Blaire. You have two men, a couple of fellows who want to enjoy you.” Kane kissed her lips. “Let us entertain you.” He cupped her cheek. “Don’t expect us to take turns when we could all have a good time together.”

  “You mean, you…”

  “We want you to have an unforgettable time while you’re visiting Tunica.”

  That was a given. Between losing more money than most people made in a month to having two men show up at her door promising pleasure with no strings attached, this trip would definitely go down as memorable.

  Brad studied her with this lopsided grin stamped on his face. One thing about it, the man was probably one hell of a gigolo, regardless of his time on the job. He watched her as if he wanted her to believe he cherished her. The lust in his eyes made her feel like the most beautiful and interesting woman in the world. She almost felt cherished, truly adored.

  Kane’s fist tapped against her bottom, and he edged the small lubricant tip forward. He filled her ass with the lubricant, rotating the slender tip around her hole. A gel-like substance oozed inside her, and she bucked with the sensation as the tingling sensations shot through her body, warming her from front to back.

  “Easy,” he cooed.

  He squeezed the tube again and another spurting noise made her jerk with expectation. Her bottom clenched. Oh God. Could she really go through with this? Could she take two men at one time?

  Bring it on! She nearly laughed aloud as her confidence took hold.

  “Relax, sugar. He’s squirting some lube on his fingers so he can stretch and prepare you.”

  “Do you realize how wrong that sounds? What are you doing here? Performing surgery?”

  “Just for that, let me give you a little demonstration.” Without warning, Brad gripped her waist and thrust his cock inside her pussy in one steady motion. Her body enveloped him. Her walls tightened around his cock.

  She moaned as he struck inside her cunt, tapping against her sensitive tissues and responsive muscles. The tiny little nerve endings quivered with each stroke, each deeper penetration.

  “Ah yes, baby,” Brad crooned. “Fuck me, Blaire.” He screwed himself inside her pussy, taking his own sweet time, locking his cock in place.

  Kane pressed his palm to the small of her back, forcing her forward. He positioned his hand at the swell of her behind and fingered her asshole.

  “Hmm,” she purred, thinking double penetration would likely be an exquisite pleasure she’d remember fondly for years to come.

  “Is that nice?” Brad asked, dragging her forward.

  Kane tugged her back. “You know she’s enjoying this attention.”

  “Yes,” she whispered. “Don’t wait. Don’t play with me.”

  “Oh love,” he rasped. “That’s exactly what I’m going to do.” He thrust his fingers inside her ass, and she cried out with the sudden penetration, the quick invasion.

  The numerous sensations were remarkable, but not pain-free. Kane buried his probing digits inside her bottom and twirled them higher, stretching her like he’d promised.

  Brad’s fucking pace changed. He shifted his weight with each new round of thrusts. With a different gait set, he locked his lip under his teeth and screwed her rapidly, fucking her with a steadily increasing rhythm.

  Her pussy convulsed. Her limbs went into satisfying spasms. She needed that completion, a fuller penetration from behind.

  Kane smacked her bottom, and she yelped, crying out as the pop left her skin on fire.

  He spanked her again. This time, he gave her several swats and a gush of heat exploded inside her channel, leaving her pussy in repetitive spasms.

  “Ah God!” A hot dose of pure slick moisture saturated her folds. She closed around Brad’s cock, riding him without reservations.

  Swinging her hips from front to back, she’d almost forgotten about the partner waiting to join them, until she felt the swell of Kane’s cock head parting her globes.

  Without warning, without permission, he slid right in. She moaned in pleasure and cried out from the slight discomfort, unprepared for the brief pain.

  “Ah yeah, baby. There you go. Now we’re ready. Oh fuck yes! I’m ready to blow!’

  They rocked her between them. Each man growled out their masculine demands. The long and short of it was easy to translate, especially, when they voiced their desires like a chain of commands. From “Fuck me!” to a range of wild and illusive promises, they vocalized their every need, every last one of their erotic expectations.

  Hours later, they still frolicked on the bed. Throughout the afternoon and evening, Blaire had learned a lot about her sexuality. She’d never been so completely wild and free, uninhibited and reckless.

  Brad, apparently a real fan of silicone breasts, had been the one to fuck her from the front. Kane, undoubtedly fond of anal sex, had absolutely worn her ass out.

  Darren must have hired these guys for a greater purpose. Maybe he realized Kane would fuck her so hard she wouldn’t be able to sit, much less contemplate an eight-hour drive home to East Tennessee. The only thing she’d be able to do was stand at a craps table.

  Kane spanked her again and new desire washed over her like a slow onset of a spring rain. “You’ve been a bad girl today, Blaire.”

  “Oh yes,” she purred, shaking her hips. “I’ve been a very naughty girl.” Her pussy clamped down on Brad’s dick, and Kane pulled out, allowing Brad the opportunity to fuck her with more deliberate strokes.

  Brad hammered inside her. One beat quickly followed the other. “There’s nothing bad about this.” Releasing what sounded like a tortured sigh, he added, “I could get used to you. I swear I could.”

  Kane rammed his cock inside her again. He cursed as he gained his position, wiggling his dick deeper inside her rear passage. “Remember, no strings.”

  He thrust his arm under her and toyed with her nipple. His mouth moved across her back and shoulders as he buried himself inside her. Bracketing his arm around her middle, he flattened his palm against her stomach.

  For some reason, Blaire found the gesture incredibly intimate. Bucking against him, she wielded her hips toward him and then propelled forward, rocking against Brad.

  “Finally!” Brad screamed, throwing everything he had into a full-fledged fuck.

  “Hmm, yes. Here we go, baby!” Kane rose over them. His thighs bumped against the back of her legs. Every few strokes, he forced her one way or another. He gave her another round of spankings before he entered her again. He screwed her bottom, riding her from behind until she could barely maintain her balance.

  Brad spoke to her in a low voice, quoting a lovely language.
He told her sexy little secrets in Italian, while whispering the sweetest of probable lies and beautiful promises, words she wouldn’t later hold against him. She wouldn’t ask for a translation. Still, the soft sentiments drove her further. The sincerity in tone piqued her interest.

  Could she have an endearing relationship with two men? Could she dare to dream about a life without restraints, a fulfilling partnership with two men instead of one?

  Brad’s cock slipped in and out of her pussy. The leisurely strokes were killing her softly, ruining her for other intimate moments while driving her to the point of no return, to a ledge so dangerously close to the peak.

  With moans and guttural noises, the furniture jolted with them. The headboard slammed against the wall. Breathless whispers faded into the cotton sheets. Bodies came together, slapping out an erotic sound. And then the climax freed them, allowing them to gradually come down, each within their own time, each following their own pace.

  “Oh my God,” she said hoarsely, falling against Brad’s chest.

  He kissed the top of her head. “You were wonderful.”

  Kane slipped away from her body and collapsed beside them. “I’ve thoroughly enjoyed our time together.”

  “Me too,” she freely admitted, feeling rejuvenated as she left them on the bed and made her way to the shower. “I should thank you. I’m pretty sure my dry spell is over.”

  * * * *

  “Your luck sure changed,” Darren said, joining her as soon as she cashed out a twelve thousand dollar win.

  Tossing a wad of bills in her safety deposit box, she thanked the cashier and faced Darren. Her winnings would be there when she returned to play again. “You might say that.”

  “I take it my friends helped ya forget about the money you’ve lost?”

  “Yes,” she replied, grinning. “As a matter of fact, that’s the third deposit of the night.”

  Darren cleared his throat. “So are ya winnin’ now?” He forced a smile. “That’s what we want to see.”

  Like hell.