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and forbidden request sent tiny shards of excitement skittering across her skin and down deep to pool in her stomach. Her nipples clenched to an almost painful rigidness. Tamara didn’t know how long this conflagration between them would burn, but while it did, she wanted every thrill she could grab.

“Yes. Yes, I want you to fuck my ass.”

“Good.” Morgan trailed the fingers of one hand up and down the crack of her ass, using the slide of soap to arouse her. When one finger circled the rosette of her anus, she moaned, because the shivery sensations shot her arousal higher and made her hunger for more.

“You’re responsive here, too, baby,” Morgan said. “I think your entire body knows it belongs to us.”

Tamara refused to comment or even to think about such an outrageous statement. Certainly, these two flyboys turned her on completely. What they shared was exciting and hot. But she, more than most, understood how fleeting attraction and affection could be.

Fortunately, it didn’t seem either man expected a response to Morgan’s claim. Tamara pushed that heavy thought away. She wanted to focus on the moment.

Together Morgan and Henry rinsed her, and together they gently toweled her dry. Morgan scooped her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He stood her on her feet and cupped her face between his hands. His kiss felt tender, nearly reverent, and Tamara wondered about that, about his ability to be gentle when she knew he shook with need.

He drew back and brushed her bottom lip with his thumb. “Middle of the bed, sweetheart, on your hands and knees.”

Why did this position make her feel so wicked, wild, and wanton? Tamara’s senses had come acutely alive. Though not voluptuous, her breasts hung, swaying slightly with each tiny movement of her hips, the motion feeling sensuous. Her bottom, naked and vulnerable, pushed up toward her lover, an offering given freely.

Morgan reached out, stroked her ass, and she shivered in anticipation. He crawled onto the bed behind her and placed kisses on her flesh, trailing them up her spine.

Tented by his body, she felt the heat of him seep down deep into her, warming every atom, every nerve. When he pressed closer and rubbed his engorged cock against her, she moaned.

“Don’t tease me.” She’d gotten very hot very quickly. She’d learned to like drawing things out and playing in the last couple of days. But right then, she just wanted the payoff.

“Not teasing, baby. Just give me a moment to prepare us both.”

She looked over her shoulder as Morgan rolled on the condom. His brother handed him a tub of lube, and he generously coated two fingers.

“Tamara.”

Henry stretched out beside her and stroked her, gently brushing the sides of her breasts. When she turned her face toward him, he kissed her, his lips wet and hot, mating perfectly with hers. His tongue stroked deeply into her mouth at the same time Morgan’s fingers stroked her anus, spreading the lubricant, getting her ready for his cock.

When he inserted a finger into her, she shivered and pushed her ass closer to him.

Henry ended the kiss. “It’s such a turn-on, the way you want us.”

She met his gaze but let her eyes drift shut when Morgan moved his finger in and out of her anus.

“Easy.” Morgan moved, and Tamara felt the heat of his latex-covered cock pressing against her. He was so hot, and so much bigger than the butt plug they’d used.

“I’ll stop if you tell me to, Tamara. Always.”

“Please, fuck me.” She felt desperate to have him in her this way.

His hands on the globes of her ass spread her cheeks. And then she felt him press forward. Pressure built, a burning kind of pressure as her anus stretched, oh so slowly giving way. The burning grew, edged to pain, a hungry kind of pain that demanded surrender, that promised unimagined bliss.

Tamara whimpered, and Morgan froze. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No. I need…oh, God, I don’t know what I need. More.”

“Shh. Let me do this gently, Red. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Arousal became a jungle cat, clawing to get out. “I don’t care.”

“Well, I sure as hell do.”

Tamara pushed back, and Morgan hissed.

Henry moved beside her, and then she felt his fingers stroking her clit. She began to shiver as if being zapped by a dozen little electrodes.

The pain of Morgan’s invasion turned into a white-hot energy, charging her blood and her nerve endings with such exquisite need. She felt her pussy grow impossibly wet, and she could only push back, a nonverbal plea for more.

“God, yes.” Morgan’s cock slid all the way in, a slow, deep penetration that held her in a frenzied grip of pre-orgasmic bliss. “Hold still, baby. Give your body a moment to stretch.”

Tamara couldn’t, and she couldn’t help it. She began to move her hips, the need to come visceral.

“Damn.” Morgan shuddered. Then he pulled his cock out, and slid it back again. Once more he withdrew, his fingers gripping her ass hard, then pushed into her again. He did it again, and then again, each thrust measured but fierce, his entire body shaking with his effort to stay in control.

Tamara’s climax raced toward her, huge, relentless, wave after wave of rapture that drenched her and filled her, rapture that stole her breath and her heart and her reason. On and on, deeper and brighter, Tamara prayed the pleasure would never end, even as she wondered how she could ever survive it.

Chapter 15

“Damn it all to hell. I’m always one fucking step behind that fucking plane!” Preston bent down, scooped a loose rock off the ground, and heaved it at the pickup truck parked nearby.

The resulting ping didn’t make him feel a whole lot better. Dennis, the owner of the truck, proved he was smarter than Preston had given him credit for being. He kept his mouth shut and waited.

Preston paced away, down the shoulder of the road, away from his own car and driver, away

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