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My orgasm slams into me so hard it almost hurts. Jordan’s mouth returns to mine to keep me quiet, stealing what little breath I have until I plunge into the darkness.

When I blink my eyes open again, Eli is still above me, inside of me, his eyes closed, and lips parted in bliss with Jordan’s hand clutching his shoulder. It doesn’t take long to realize his blissful face is caused by Jordan thrusting into him from behind, driving him in and out of me. Their combined weight pressing down on me is divine.

And when Eli growls through his release, I feel every jerk of his thick cock, his hot cum soaking my walls, getting me off again.

I open my eyes just in time to see Jordan staring down at me with love and gratitude filling his eyes, rather than jealousy. He looks happier than I’ve ever seen him. It’s like all of our lies have been washed away, and we can both finally see what was missing in our relationship all this time.

“Eli,” we both say at the same time, making the man between us shiver in pleasure.

“Can we at least all three sleep in here tonight?” Eli asks me a few minutes later when we’re all still lying in a pile recovering. “I don’t want to go back to my room and sleep alone. And I doubt Jordan will leave you since he just got to see you for the first time since getting to town.”

“I’m staying,” Jordan replies from behind him, fisting Eli’s hair to lick a line over his neck.

“You can both stay,” I agree. “As long as we try to get some sleep. I’m exhausted”

“Sure, baby.” Jordan flops down onto the mattress next to me. “I’m looking forward to sleeping in a bed with pillows and blankets. My arms, neck, and back need to recover.”

“Eli kept you half-naked and hanging the whole time?” I ask him.

“Yes. But it wasn’t that bad. I’m just a whiny pussy who would’ve liked a timeout.”

“I don’t do timeouts,” Eli remarks just as he finally pulls out of me to collapse between me and Jordan.

“I’ll go clean up…when I can feel my legs,” Jordan tells us, just as someone knocks softly on my bedroom door.

All three of us freeze.

Since my father would’ve busted the door down by now if he knew I had two men in here with me, I assume it’s not him. Another knock has me slipping out of bed to answer it since I’m the closest. Jordan though is right behind me, his arm around my waist as if afraid I’ll be snatched away.

“Who is it?” I ask softly when I’m right up against the door.

“Me and Cole,” my sister replies. “Did yourfriendfind his way to your room?”

I unlock and open my door an inch to peek out at them. “Yes, he did.”

“Hi, again,” Jordan says over my head.

“Thank you for freeing him.”

“No problem,” Cass replies with a grin.

“Are you going to tell Daddy?” I ask.

“Nah, I’ll let you break the news to him that you’re screwing his torturer and some hottie from Rockland.”

“I think the first part of that sentence might cause the most headaches for you,” Cole chimes in.

“Daddy is going to be furious with Eli,” Cass agrees.

“I know.”

“Does he like torture you during sex?” she asks.

“What? No.”

“Really? It seemed like he got pretty kinky with the hottie. Jordan, right?”

“Yes, his name is Jordan.”

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