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  When they finished their meal, Frank coaxed Lexi onto the couch where he popped a bottle of champagne and filled a flute for her. Tom joined them but didn’t partake of the champagne. He’d had his one glass of alcohol for the night. Lexi glanced at his empty hand but didn’t say anything. He wondered if she’d figured it out yet.

  He listened to Frank and Lexi talk about the building she’d purchased downtown for her new jewelry store and the contractor who was giving her lots of problems. Try as he might, Tom couldn’t get interested in the conversation. No, he was more interested in the silky expanse of skin teasing him.

  Unable to contain his desire for Lexi a moment longer, Tom dropped his lips to her shoulder. She stuttered in surprise. Lips curved in a smiled, he peppered kisses along her upper arm and across her shoulders. Her scent intoxicated him, left his mind reeling and his cock aching.

  Tom was vaguely aware of Frank taking her champagne flute and putting it on the coffee table with his own. Lexi sighed with pleasure and turned toward him. Their gazes clashed mere seconds before Tom pressed his lips to her sweet mouth, taking the kiss he’d craved for so very long. Her hands moved to his arms. She gripped the fabric of his suit jacket and parted her lips, allowing his tongue entrance to her champagne tinged mouth.

  As Tom devoured her mouth, Frank slipped his arms between their bodies and caressed her curves. Lexi groaned as Frank palmed her breasts through the fabric of her dress. Tom loved the way she responded to their seduction. She trembled between them, her breaths coming in staccato pants.

  Tom gently guided her face to Frank’s. He watched the man he loved kiss the woman who was the object of his infatuation. It was a wild thing to witness. Frank’s tongue stabbed between her lips. He sucked on the tip of her tongue and made her groan. The sound escaping her throat made Tom’s balls tighten and throb. He wanted to hear her making those noises while he lapped at her clit and tongue-fucked her cunt. He wanted to see Frank fighting for control as Lexi sucked his cock and pushed him closer and closer to orgasm.

  As if sharing his thoughts, Frank broke free from Lexi’s mouth. Frank gripped Tom’s forearm and stroked Lexi’s cheek. “How about some dessert, baby?”

  Disappointment crossed her face. “Dessert? I’m not hungry.”

  “We are,” Tom said and nipped at the curve of her throat. “Come into the bedroom.”

  *

  Tom’s invitation ran round and round in her head. Lexi snuck a glance at Frank. His wolfish grin made her belly wobble. Dessert? Bedroom? She had a sneaking suspicion her body was the delicious morsel the two men wanted to eat.

  She bravely smiled and let Tom haul her off the couch. Their bodies smashed together, his hard chest against her soft breasts. He kissed the tip of her nose and winked before taking her hand and leading her out of the living area of the suite and into the bedroom. Frank followed close on her heels, his hand clamped on her waist.

  She couldn’t get used to the feeling of two men holding and touching and kissing her. Oh, she’d read plenty of ménage romanced and had enjoyed more than a few amateur porn flicks featuring threesomes but actually living it? There were no words to describe what she was feeling.

  When they entered the bedroom, Lexi noticed the folded square of a sheet on the floor in front of the bed. Her gaze moved to the bed. She spotted the high-end containers of body chocolate, a blindfold, lubricant, condoms and sex toys still in their packages. She gulped and looked to the two men who stood on either side of her. “Um…”

  Frank smiled and kissed her cheek. “We picked an assortment of things. We don’t have to use them all tonight.”

  “Right.” She tried to slow her racing heart. Her gaze dropped to the sheet on the floor. “And that?”

  “In case the chocolate drips,” Tom explained and started to shrug out of his jacket. “If we were at home, I’d say hell to the mess but we’re not. I don’t think the management or cleaning crew would be thrilled with having to scrub that out of the carpet.”

  “No, probably not,” Lexi agreed. She clasped her hands together and watched Tom and Frank undress. The way Frank loosened Tom’s tie and Tom removed Frank’s cuff links displayed how close the two men really were. She imagined them together in their home, doing laundry and dishes and all the other boring domestic chores that cropped up during an evening. Visions of the pair falling into bed and making love flashed before her eyes. Her belly clenched and clit pulsed.

  Her hungry gaze raked their nearly naked forms. She was used to seeing Tom in just shorts so the sight of so much skin didn’t faze her that much. He walked around the gym half-naked all the time. She’d even watched him spar a few times. All that sweaty, glistening skin left her breathless and hot. Being close enough to touch him now was even worse.

  Tom’s impressive physique rippled as he ripped off his socks and draped his folded pants over the arm of a chair. The tight boxer briefs hugged his rock hard ass and did nothing to hide the massive bulge in the front. A twinge of panic squeezed her chest. Would she be able to take that huge cock?

  Frank’s movement caught her attention. She rarely saw this much of him. Around the gym, he wore short-sleeved tees with the company logo and black shorts. She lusted after his well-defined pecs and washboard abs. He wasn’t as big or bulky as Tom but had the kind of lean yet muscled physique that made her mouth water.

  She took a step back as both men headed toward her. Suddenly she was surrounded by body heat and bare chests. Eyes closed, she reveled in the wicked sensation of four hands undressing her. Fingers tugged on a zipper. Hands pushed fabric down her body. She stepped out of the dress and kicked off her pumps.

  Shorter now by three inches, she gazed up at the handsome hunks on either side of her. When Frank’s mouth touched hers, she moaned excitedly. Tom’s lips danced across her cleavage. He played with the lacy fringe and silk embroidery on the ridiculously expensive bra.

  “I like this,” he murmured and kissed the swell of her breast. “You should wear this more often.”

  She snorted indelicately. “Yeah, this getup would go over great in Zumba.”

  “Hell,” Frank swore and teethed her earlobe, “we’d have to sell tickets. Can you imagine the line of men who would press their noses to the glass wall to watch you shake this sweet ass?”

  When he grasped her bottom and gave it a playful swat, she yelped. Frank’s smoldering gaze betrayed his interest. She had a feeling that big hand of his would be smacking her bare ass soon. The idea should have scared her but she found it oddly enticing. Spanking erotica had always been some of her favorite. What would it be like to actually do it?

  Tom’s fingers skillfully unsnapped her bra. She lifted her arms and allowed him to drag it free from her body. Frank moved behind her and cupped her naked breasts. He licked and sucked on her neck while he massaged her heavy flesh. Tom dropped to his knees and kissed a downward path along her front. He circled her navel with his tongue and grasped the sides of her panties. Torturously slow, he pulled them down her body. His mouth slid side to side over her skin.

  When he planted a kiss at the top of her pussy, just above her clit, she gasped. Frank pinched and rolled her nipples. Sparks of arousal flashed inside her core. Tom kissed her thighs and knees before standing up and walking over to the bed. Frank shocked her by sweeping her up in his arms and carting her over to the small square of white sheet. He carefully lowered her feet to the floor and placed a noisy smooch on her cheek.

  Lexi grinned and enjoyed the way Frank embraced her from behind. Tom smiled mischievously and moved onto the sheet. He handed Frank the blindfold and showed her the container of body chocolate. She quivered with anticipation as Frank looped the blindfold around her head and covered her eyes. He tied the wide black ribbon at the back of her head and caressed her arms. “Is that okay?”

  “Fine,” she said a bit nervously. With her sight taken away, Lexi relied on her other senses. She could feel and smell Frank. He didn’t move away but remained close to her ba
ck with his hands on her hips. The sound of Tom unscrewing the lid on the body chocolate drifted to her ears. She could feel his slight movements.

  “Oh!” Lexi sucked in a shocked breath when the first smear of chocolate painted her left nipple. The men both laughed as she squirmed in Frank’s arms. Tom’s wet finger spread chocolate on the puckered peak and the skin surrounding it before moving to the other breast. Her toes curled as he decorated her body with the slick, sweet mixture.

  Soon Frank joined in on the fun. His fingers drew symbols on the cheeks of her ass while Tom continued to draw on her belly and breasts. She tried to imagine what the chocolate designs looked like on her body. Were they simply swirls and other geometric shapes or had they scrawled their initials on her skin, branding her as theirs?

  The sensation of Tom’s velvety tongue dragging across her nipple made Lexi’s toes curl. When Frank knelt down behind her and traced his tongue over the designs he’d sketched on her ass, she nearly fainted. Only the strong arms of the men on either side of her kept her upright. She reached out with one hand in front and the other behind until she found their heads. The fingers of one hand sifted through Frank’s short black hair while the other rubbed Tom’s buzzed scalp.

  Pure exhilaration bubbled in her belly. Had she ever felt so wanted, so desired? This sensual torment, the feeling of tongues and fingers on her naked skin, made her feel so alive and so very sexy. Whatever doubts she still harbored about the men’s interest in her waned. This wasn’t mere lip service. Well—technically, it was. But their actions proved that they did, in fact, find her sexy and desirable.

  Tom’s hands clasped her inner thighs. He pushed them apart. “Open your legs for me, Lexi.”

  Knees weak, she did as he asked and widened her stance. Frank stood up behind her and wound his arms around her waist again. He kissed her neck and cheek and petted her belly. Tom’s mouth touched the lips of her sex. He pressed playful, teasing kisses up and down her pussy. When his tongue finally slid between her folds, she shuddered. Having a man go down on her wasn’t something she’d experienced very often. Boyfriend Number One had never ventured lower than her breasts. Boyfriend Number Two had flicked her clit a couple of times on her birthday but didn’t stick around long enough to make it feel good. Since breaking up with Number Two, there had been no one steady and thus no sex or foreplay. A little boob squeezing and some lizard-tongue kisses were as far as she’d gone in more than a year.

  “On the bed,” Tom said suddenly. “I want to eat this pussy right.”

  Lexi gasped at the dirty words spilling from Tom’s mouth. He sounded almost frantic to get his mouth back on her. Frank swept her up in his arms again and carried her to the bed. She felt the mattress dip as he climbed onto the bed beside her. The blindfold was whipped free. She blinked a few times as her eyes adjusted.

  “Come here,” Frank murmured and cupped her face. He claimed her mouth in a passionate, demanding kiss. Lexi surrendered to his searching tongue. He stroked her cheek as he plundered her mouth. When he ended their kiss, Frank gazed into her eyes as he palmed her breast and rubbed his thumb over her nipple. “Do you have a hard time reaching orgasm, Lexi?”

  The bold question made her face burn. She finally managed to squeak out a few words. “By myself or with a man?”

  “Both.” Frank nibbled her chin. In the background, she could hear Tom ripping open the plastic packaging of the sex toys they’d brought with them. She tried to keep her excitement at a manageable level.

  “Not by myself, but yes when I’m with someone else.”

  “Why?” He tweaked her nipple and caressed her breast. “Do you have a hard time letting go?”

  She nodded, her face still aflame. “It takes me a little longer to get there and I start to feel guilty and selfish and then…well.”

  “We want you to be selfish.” This time Tom spoke. He knelt at the edge of the bed and rubbed his hands up and down her legs. “Sometimes it’s good to be selfish.”

  She didn’t get to consider his advice. In the very next instant, he spread her thighs wide open and slid his tongue through the dewy petals of her sex. She hadn’t realized how wet she’d become while they’d painted her with chocolate and licked the sticky mess from her skin. The slick nectar seeping from her core coated her skin and cooled with exposure. Tom moaned hungrily as he lapped at her cunt. The enthusiasm he showed left her shaking and lightheaded.

  Her pussy pulsed with need as Tom held her open with his thumbs and explored every inch of her with his tongue. He circled her clit and then dipped lower. She gasped when the tip of his tongue penetrated her pussy. She clawed at the bedding, desperate for something to hold onto as Tom drove her wild.

  Frank’s head lowered as he licked and kissed his way down to her breasts. She threw back her head as two tongues tortured her. Frank suckled her nipples and lightly grazed his teeth over the tender peaks. Tom’s tongue returned to her clit and flicked the pink pearl with surprising speed.

  Moments earlier, she’d told them orgasms were often a slow, steady build. Now, she cried out and pumped her hips as the taut coil of bliss in her lower belly grew tighter and tighter. Every nerve-ending in her body buzzed. She fought to pull in deep breaths. That panicky flutter shook her belly. “Oh! Ah! Ah! Oh, god. I’m coming!”

  Surprise colored her voice. She barely registered Frank’s amused chuckle as he kissed her neck. She rocked atop the bed, her body undulating with wave after wave of joyous pleasure. Tom never let up. That amazing tongue of his flicked and fluttered until she thought she really would die.

  She felt the bed move as Tom crawled onto the wide mattress. He nestled close to her side and rubbed his nose against her arm before lifting his head so that their gazes met. His chin glistened with the musky honey that dripped from her core. She’d always wondered what it would be like to kiss a man after he performed such an intimate act. This time she didn’t shy away.

  Tom groaned as she licked his full bottom lip and traced the upper one, gathering the slightly salty earthen essence on the tip of her tongue. She touched her lips to his, silently urging him to grant her entrance. He didn’t disappoint. His big, rough hands tangled in her hair as he pulled her mouth down for a wicked kiss. The mouth that had just shown her so much pleasure now showed her just how much Tom wanted her.

  Her eyes widened when Frank leaned across her to share a deep, sensual kiss with Tom. Watching the two of them kiss made her dizzy with lust. She’d never seen anything so hot. Their love and desire for one another was evident in the wild tangle of tongues.

  “On your back,” Frank ordered, shoving Tom onto the bed. He crawled over her, one knee between her thighs and the other between her hip and Tom’s waist. Frank loomed over them, his mouth moving from hers to Tom’s and back again. She realized then that Frank was the alpha dog in this relationship. Tom might be bigger and stronger but Frank wielded most of the control.

  And she wouldn’t have had it any other way. She liked the way he commanded and gave orders. She wanted to surrender to him, to allow Frank to take and give however he pleased.

  Frank abandoned her mouth just long enough to grab the waistband of Tom’s boxer briefs and tug them down his body. Tom’s fat cock sprung free. It was the biggest, longest erection she’d ever seen. There was no holding back the urge to grasp that thick shaft.

  Tom’s head fell back to the bed when she clasped the base of his cock and stroked slowly up and down the rigid length. Frank shocked her by lowering his mouth to the head of Tom’s cock and flicking his tongue against the underside while she stroked him. She watched Frank’s tongue glide over the slit in Tom’s crown and then swirl around the top. He sucked the ruddy head into his mouth and hummed around Tom’s shaft. She watched Tom’s face as Frank drove him crazy with his bobbing head. The clenched jaw and wide eyes told her everything she needed to know.

  “Lexi, roll all the way onto your side and put your foot here,” Frank instructed after his mouth popped free from Tom’s
cock. She did as he asked, pressing her breasts against Tom’s side and placing her foot on Frank’s hip. The new position allowed her to exchange heated kisses with Tom while fondling his cock. It also gave Frank easy access to her very wet and throbbing pussy.

  She moaned with pleasure as Frank slowly penetrated her slick passage with his two fingers. His thumb circled her clit, keeping her aroused but not pushing her toward another orgasm. His head lowered and he began to suck Tom’s cock again. She marveled at Frank’s agility and mad sex skills. Obviously he’d done this threesome thing more than a time or two.

  “No more,” Tom said with a growl and pulled away from Frank’s tormenting mouth. “You’ll make me come.”

  Frank grinned devilishly. “That’s sort of the idea behind a blow job, Tommy.”

  She laughed and let her head drop to the mattress. Frank’s fingers continued to move inside her, reminding her just how badly she wanted to be fucked. Fingers were nice but she really wanted a thick, long cock thrusting inside her.

  Tom seemed to be reading her mind. He reached for one of the condoms on the bed and quickly sheathed himself in the whisper thin latex. He moved to the head of the bed and rearranged the pillows to support his back. Leaning against them, he gestured to his lap. “Come here, Lexi. I want you to ride me, sugar.”

  Frank smiled and kissed her belly before he gently removed his probing fingers. He used those ripped guns of his to lift her up and deposit her right on Tom’s lap. She laughed at his help and enthusiasm. Apparently he wanted to watch.

  Tom held onto her waist as she put a hand on his hard chest and lifted her bottom. She reached between their bodies and grasped his erection. Mouth agape, she rubbed the head of his big cock between her wet pussy lips and circled her clit. Tom gritted his teeth. “You’re killing me, Lexi.”