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I squeezed Mac’s hand and held out my other hand for Bash. “Hold on. It’s actually pretty relieving. That means you two know what to do, and it means I’m not the only person ridiculous enough to ask for two men to sleep with me at one time.”
Bash’s eyes locked on mine. The softness in his expression battled with the fire in his gaze. “You aren’t ridiculous.”
Mac raked his hands through his hair, his playful face serious. “Not ridiculous at all.”
“We should have told you sooner—”
“Hey, it’s early days, remember?” I melted as they both rubbed my hands. “Don’t even think about apologizing. You don’t know everything about me, either.”
Bash quirked a brow and Mac laughed. “I’m sure Bardot knows a hell of a lot more about you than I do.”
“Let’s change that, then,” I murmured, pulling him back down to my neck.
“First,” Mac said. “This comes off.” He pulled my shirt over my head, Bash unhooked my bra, and I shimmied out of my pants.
“Both of you, too.”
They ripped their shirts off, pants next. Bash tossed Mac’s pants behind him, their feud temporarily on hold as they took turns kissing me.
Bash claimed my mouth first, teasing my lips open, holding my face as I gave in to the pleasure of his tongue. As Bash deepened our kiss, Mac’s hand slid from my belly to my breast. He pinched my nipple, and I cried out, the noise reverberating through Bash’s mouth.
He moaned in response, and heat filled me. My other partners had been silent participants—hardly even participants, actually.
This was all so new. So expansive. So overwhelming in all the best ways. We were operating wordlessly, but not silently. Coordinating movements so Mac could kiss me next.
Bash slid away without protest, his hands massaging my thighs as an aching fire raged through my body.
His hands teased, getting closer and closer to the one spot he knew I craved. My body had learned the feel of Bash’s hand against my clit and it’s all I wanted as Mac’s warm kisses ravaged my mouth.
He nipped my lip, and I pressed against him. Against Bash. Anywhere to find relief.
We were still in our underwear, and the fabric was cumbersome as I reached for Mac’s cock.
He was out of his cloud blue boxers instantly when he figured out my intentions.
“Here you go, Pink. It’s all yours.”
I pulled away to get a good look at him and groaned. Happy groans. He was a tall guy, definitely over six feet. His hands were perfectly proportional to his gigantic frame. All of him was in perfect proportion.
I stroked the length of him, imagining the bumps and veins of him entering me, stroking me from inside.
“I think she likes what she sees,” Bash said, grazing his fingers across my panties. “She’s soaked.”
Mac grinned at Bash and pressed his lips to mine, his hand dipping down to confirm I was indeed as wet as Bash said.
His fingers pushed the fabric to the side, allowing him direct access to my clit. I thrust my hips, pushing his hand hard against me. Hard enough I was close to coming.
But I wanted this to last.
Bash made it clear this was a onetime thing. If this was only happening because we were in the right place at the right time, then I had to make time stretch on forever.
In the morning, we would head back to Washington, and Cincinnati would be a dream.
I backed off, relaxing my hips as Mac swirled my clit with the tips of his fingers. The friction of his skin against mine stoked the flames of the ache between my legs and I clutched onto Bash’s arm, his muscles firm as he kneaded my breasts.
Backing off from Mac’s touch didn’t stop the wave of pleasure emanating from his touch. He slid a finger inside, so slowly I thought I would die before I found the relief my body craved.
And then he slid another inside.
