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His eyes light up as I take a step toward him.
Before I get any closer, the summerhouse door bangs open.
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
“Iwondered if I might find you here.”
I can’t tell which of us Alessio is talking to. Or maybe he means both of us. At least now, as tight flashes of electricity whip between the two men, I have some idea about what they might mean.
Bruno tells him, “I’ve been giving a family history lesson to our princess.” A coil of buzzing rises from my core when he calls me that. Not just the ‘princess’ part. ‘Our’ princess. Scent from my heat hits the back of my throat.
The door slams behind him. “Alessio.” I’m moving toward him, trailing one arm stretched toward Bruno.
“Princess,” Alessio struts toward me.
I’m fizzing inside as Bruno strides toward me. He purrs, “Principessa nostra.”
Alessio steps close. I take Bruno’s hand. I say his name. “Bruno.”
We’re bunched together in the middle of the room. While I’m pressed against Alessio’s hard chest, Bruno leans in behind me. I’m crushed between them. Inside I begin to glow and buzz.
I turn to Bruno. Our mouths collide. Wet. Hot. His tongue slips against mine, mine curls on his.
His arms snake around me. He holds my stomach with one hand, cups and squeezes my breast through my shirt with the other. Our breaths mingle, hot. Hungry.
Absently, I wish that Carlo were here. Did he leave the note under my coffee cup after all? Maybe he’ll burst in. Another drizzle of thrills patters through me at the thought.
Alessio’s hand pulls my ass to him, squeezing me against him. I can’t help but rub myself up and down, against his hardening cock. My eyes fix on Bruno as I turn to accept Alessio’s lips. His kiss is fierce and demanding. A feeding frenzy.
Bruno’s cock rides hard against my ass, and his breath rasps on my neck and into my ear. “Drop your pants.”
the sense of unreality, mingled with the fear of our being seen mingles with the impossible thrill of feeling these two men want me.
I stretch higher and push harder against Alessio’s wide open mouth. I unzip my pants and work them down. I let them drop to the floor and step out of them. I start to pull down my lace panties, but Bruno just rips them to get at my hot, wet flesh. His cock nudges between the tops of my bare thighs, pressing up and rocking at the front of my aching lips.
I moan as I hold his cock, pulling it tighter against my spreading wings, rubbing it with the base of my clit.
Alessio squeezes my ass. I scrape my fingers down his beautiful shirt to feel the heat and power in his pecs and abs. By the time I reach his belt, I’m gasping.
Bruno’s cock drags between my lips, and I squeeze my thighs around him. I want to feel him hard inside me, but I’m loving the hot thickness of him, grinding along my lips and teasing at the base of my clit. Bending forward while I pull Alessio’s belt and pants open, I roll my ass back on Bruno’s hips.
His cock is pressed between us. I love the pulse in his hard shaft as it slides between my lips and my ass cheeks.
Alessio’s hand grips my hair. His cock is up and red and ready for my tongue. The press of his hand encourages me down. I want his cock in my mouth. But I resist, just to feel his passion rise as he shoves me. I wouldn’t make him angry just for fun, but I might do it for the punishment he would give me.
My mouth stretches wide to take Alessio in, exactly as Bruno is rubbing me between my ass cheeks. Before I took care of Gianni, I was a virgin. Now I’m verging on a spit roast. Technically, I believe they have to high-five for it to be an Eiffel Tower.
I look up into his eyes, dragging my lips back along the now wet length of his pole. I raise an eyebrow. To see if he remembers. I told you in the limo I’d make good on the blowjob. I’m only thinking it now, but he nods, and his tongue slips between his lips.
He swings his hand to slap my ass. From that angle, it’s not going to be much of a slap. But it stirs the same memory, and I grin as I slip my lips back over him. Sweet saliva floods my mouth. To show him I mean business, I take him all the way into my mouth and move my head as I lap my tongue, wrapped tight around the length of him. What a length, too.
My weeping pussy walls seep and slather all the honey lubrication they can onto Bruno’s cock, but it’s driving me insane as he pulls it down, ready to lance it into me.
I can hardly control my breath, and my knees quake as I work my way along Alessio, till I can tease his hips and his balls with the point of my tongue. I’m hurting and high in almost equal drenched doses right now, and I’m gurgling and gagging from one peak to the next.
From behind, Bruno tugs on my hair. “I’m going to get this up your ass.”
He yanks my head back.
