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  So does what happens next.

  Noah reaches for me, gripping a handful of hair at the nape of my neck and pulling it back so that my face is angled toward his. “Is that a yes?”

  “Yes.” I barely breathe the word before his lips crash down on mine in a powerful, all-consuming kiss that overrides all of the uncertain thoughts in my head. I practically melt against him, losing track of everything as the world spins on its axis. The kiss seems to last forever, and when Noah finally pulls away, his hand still gripping my hair tightly, I’m breathless.

  I don’t have any other word except yes.

  I think I breathe the word again as Aiden moves to stand behind me, his lips near my ear and his hands on the sides of my hips. “Is this what you want, sugar?” The heat from his breath on my neck sends arousal rushing through my body, setting every part of me on edge. “Do you want both of our lips on you? Both of our hands on your body? Both of our cocks inside you?”

  Yes.

  Yes.

  Yes.

  Hearing him speak the words out loud makes them seem a million times filthier than even the dirtiest fantasies I’ve had of the three of us together. Even so, I don’t feel self-conscious as Aiden kisses his way down the side of my neck, his hands sliding around my waist, his fingertips under the waistband of my jeans. Before I know it, Aiden is lifting my shirt over my head and Noah’s hands are on my jeans, pulling the fabric down over my hips.

  They undress me right there in the kitchen until I’m standing between them wearing only my bra and panties.

  Noah kneels between my legs, his eyes heavy-lidded and his expression filled with lust. “I’ve been picturing you in my head, but those images don’t compare at all to what you look like right now.”

  “Is she wet?” Aiden’s voice is low in my ear, his hands cupping my breasts. He slides a finger inside the fabric of my bra, and my nipples immediately harden to his touch.

  Noah’s eyes don’t leave mine. “Are you wet, Grace?”

  I moan my response as his face disappears between my legs, the heat from his mouth radiating through my panties as he kisses me. He inhales deeply and groans. “I’ve definitely thought about this,” he murmurs, his voice muffled as he presses his lips against my clothed pussy. “She’s soaked. Right through her panties.”

  “Is that true, Grace?” Aiden whispers as he slowly removes my bra, his tongue teasing me, flicking over the place underneath my ear that makes me shiver.

  “Yes.” I barely choke out the word as Noah growls and tears my panties off my body, ripping them at the seams like an animal.

  Aiden’s hands replace the cups of my bra – holding, stroking, kneading my breasts. “Your tits are amazing, Grace. I can see why you wanted to keep them to yourself, Noah.”

  “He never had them,” I start.

  Noah interrupts, his voice gruff and angry. “I never had them the way Aiden does right now. But he never had this.” He grips my thighs, pulling me roughly forward as he buries his face between my legs. When his warm, wet mouth covers my pussy, I nearly lose my balance, but Aiden holds me up, pressing his erection against my ass cheek.

  I’m lost as Noah devours me. There’s no warm-up, no teasing or slow start to his movements. He’s all in, eating me like a starving man, his tongue stroking my clit, his groans sending vibrations through my pussy and thrills of arousal through my body.

  Aiden’s hands are everywhere, caressing my breasts, his fingers pinching my nipples. When I reach behind me, palming his leg, searching desperately for his hardness with my hand because I want to feel him, he just laughs softly in my ear. “Not yet, sugar. This is all about you, so fucking enjoy it.”

  Two hot men making it all about me? I don’t know whose life I just stepped into, but this certainly isn’t mine.

  My head lolls back against Aiden’s chest and I surrender to their hands, to their fingers, to their mouths as they continue to bring me higher and higher, my breath coming in shorter and shorter gasps.

  Noah’s fingers are magic. He finds a spot inside me that makes my toes practically curl, and he strokes it gently as Aiden whispers dirty things in my ear. “Have you touched yourself, thinking about the three of us together?”

  I moan loudly before choking out the word “Yes,” barely coherent as Noah curses, his voice muffled as he sucks my clit.

  Aiden’s voice is a low rumble in my ear. “That day we were in your office, you weren’t fantasizing about me bending you over the office desk and fucking you, were you? You were thinking about both of us.”

  My groan gives me away.

  I grip Noah’s head as his fingers stroke me faster and his tongue swirls around my clit, trying to hang on to him because I’m afraid I’m losing control. I’m trying desperately not to explode this instant, but I’m already on the verge, brought so close so quickly.

  “Tell me, what did you think about? Was I fucking you from behind while Noah’s cock was in your mouth? Or was it the other way around?”

  Aiden’s fingers find my mouth and I’m taking them in, sucking them between my lips like it’s his cock. His other hand grips my ass cheek, and when he pushes a finger against my asshole, I’m too far gone to protest, too far gone to be self-conscious even though no man has ever done that before.

  Then he whispers. “I can’t wait to make this perfect, tight little asshole mine.”

  As soon as he speaks the words, I explode. None of my straight-laced, uber-conservative boyfriends have ever spoken that way to me before. I go soaring over a cliff, sent by Aiden’s finger against my tight hole, Noah’s tongue on my clit, and Noah’s fingers inside of me.

  I think I scream. I suck harder on Aiden’s fingers, trying to mute myself as I climax so hard I think I might faint.

  They don’t let me recover. I’m still coming as Noah slides his fingers from between my legs, my pussy throbbing at the absence of his touch. “No,” I beg. “Don’t stop what you were doing. Please.”

  Noah grins. “Please?” he asks. “You’re a hell of a lot more polite since you’ve just had an orgasm.”

  I try to glare at him but fail because my muscles are throbbing, my pussy still squeezing tightly over and over, and I don’t have the willpower to muster a stare.

  Noah smiles as he puts his wet fingers in his mouth, licking every drop of me from them as he groans. “You taste fucking perfect,” he declares. “You should taste her, Aiden.”

  I whimper, rendered barely incapable of words now, hardly able to hold my own weight because I think my legs have turned to jelly.

  “I think I will," Aiden says. Before I can consider what he’s doing, Aiden replaces Noah between my legs, touching his tongue gently to my swollen clit. I don’t know where to look – at Aiden’s rapturous expression as he begins to lick me, or at Noah as he stands a few feet away, pulling off his shirt and dropping it to the tile floor, his obvious erection tenting his pants as he watches us. “I jerked off thinking about exactly what you’d taste like, sugar. And it’s better than I imagined.”

  I moan as Aiden’s tongue laps me gently – probing me, exploring me as he licks every bit of my wetness. His movements are softer, more languid and slower than Noah’s. He’s taking his time with me, savoring every bit of it, not devouring me with the intensity Noah just did. It’s different from Noah but just as hot, and my body responds the way it did when Noah was between my legs – immediately, like it’s been waiting for the two of these men forever.

  This should feel so wrong. Not more than a few minutes ago, another man’s face was between my legs, another man’s tongue on my clit, his fingers buried deep inside me as I screamed my orgasm. But it doesn’t. Instead, it feels perfect.

  The throbbing emptiness gives way to overwhelming arousal again as Aiden’s tongue enters me. Aiden fucks me with his tongue, moving in and out where Noah’s fingers were a few moments ago. I close my eyes, surrendering to the sensation.

  Oh my God. I’m already close to coming a second time.