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Leif’s hands grip my hips, positioning me as Enzo approaches from the front. The air between us crackles as he moves around the table to stand at our side.

“We’re going to ruin you,” Enzo murmurs, tilting my chin up to meet his gaze. “And you’re going to love every second of it.”

Three men. A museum hallway. Two-thousand-dollar dress on a bench somewhere behind me. Six months ago I would havedied of the shame of this. The shame is in the room. It is just not the loudest voice in the room.

My lust is.

I know logically I shouldn’t tease the bear, but I do. “Prove it.”

Enzo’s mouth crashes against mine as Leif enters me from behind in one smooth thrust. The dual sensation of fullness and pressure makes my vision blur at the edges.

Enzo’s tongue dives into my mouth swiping before he pulls away too soon. His eyes are completely black and full of me.

Leif pulls out of me again but this time he grabs me and hauls me to his chest, his forearm holding me to him. “You think you can take him?” He licks the side of my neck from my shoulder to my ear.

“I already did.” I push back into Leif because he isn’t giving me what I want and what I want is his dick.

“In this tight little ass?” Davi laughs.

Oh.He wants. “You mean?”

Davi holds out his hand. “Do you trust us?”

“Hell no.” I laugh. “But I trust you enough not to fuck my ass raw.”

“Never.”

“Go slow?”

“This time,” he says it like there is the promise of another time and it sends a shiver of anticipation through me. It wasn’t the deal. But I pocket the hope for a rainy day when I want to remember them. In detail.

“Enzo. Lay down.” Leif’s voice holds a hard edge to it as he instructs his friend.

“Wait.” I’m looking around because the floor is tile and the tile is cold. And I’m not about to have some bruised knees for a good time.

“Sleeping blanket.” Davi tosses it green side down.

“Where the hell did you find that?”

“I’ve got secrets.” He shrugs.

Enzo lays on the blanket. Naked, again. His cock purple and straining up to the ceiling. Precum drips from the tip and I lick my lips because I need to know how he tastes.

“Walk over to him,” Leif says. “Cowgirl.”

I walk over to Enzo and step over him, giving him the perfect view if I do say so myself.

“Turn around,” Leif corrects quietly. I face Leif, who has all the control right now, and from the looks of it he’s turned on by it.

I spin then kneel on either side of Enzo, cowgirl style.

Enzo is getting a full face of ass but I’m not so sure he cares. Especially not when he drags a finger down my crack.

I reach between us, wrapping my fingers around his shaft, feeling the heat and hardness of him. The anticipation builds as I guide him to my ass. His breath catches when I lower myself, taking just the tip inside.

“Here.” Davi kneels beside me, in his hand is a bottle of lube that I’m almost positive he pours onto Enzo’s shaft. “Better.”

It is. With a soft pop I slide down over Enzo. His cock drags against my ass inch by excruciating inch. I’m not an anal girl. Not by choice, but if the mood strikes and the guy is gentle then yeah, I am an ass girl.