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  The odor was a combination of peach and strawberry.

  With one hand, he rubbed her rear. With the other, he pressed a finger into her pussy and dragged up her juices up her divide. When he circled her anus, she clenched her ass cheeks.

  “Don’t do that or I’ll have to give you another spanking.”

  “Oh, no, not that.” She giggled.

  When he added her back into the massage, she forced herself to relax. More strawberry-peach scent reached her. His finger circled her anus with the fresh-smelling goo.

  “Close your eyes and enjoy the sensation.” She did as he asked, but when his finger edged into her virgin hole, her muscles spasmed. The double spanking was expected, and the resulting heat helped her to refocus. In a slow, sensual manner, Clint went round and round her hole until he was able to slip his finger in partway. She wasn’t sure what to expect, but so far she preferred if he played with her pussy.

  As he worked the tense muscle, it finally gave way and he pressed his finger in all the way.

  “Oh.” She hadn’t expected her ass to perk up the way it did.

  “You’re doing such a good job.”

  His praise meant the world to her. “Mmm.” He leaned over her back and rewarded her with several kisses down her shoulder. Her nipples ached for the same treatment. They

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  pebbled in anticipation.

  She looked behind her to see his next move. He reached under her and rubbed her tits. He must have read her mind.

  “I love these and plan on sucking them until you come.” His lips traveled back along her shoulder and up her neck. Fingers of pleasure caressed her skin.

  He pressed on her nipples. Oh, God. Her tits were almost as sensitive as her clit. It would only take a few touches before she was soaring high. He rubbed them between his thumb and forefinger enough to make them harden.

  “Yes. Keep doing that.”

  “I’ll get back to those in a minute.”

  Damn him. The man seemed determined to drive her crazy. The jar of lube perfumed the air again. He must be coating the glass cock, getting it ready to press into her. She could hardly wait for the tingles to spark more need.

  He placed the tip at her hole and slightly pressed inward. The difference in size between his finger and this cock was substantial, but she didn’t say anything. Clint knew what he was doing.

  The flat of his hand rubbed her ass. “You doing okay?” His gentle words washed over her. “Yes.” With a back-and-forth twisting motion, the fake cock slowly eased in about an inch. She must have tensed because he rubbed her back and ass with more intensity.

  “Just breathe.”

  “Okay.” She took a deep breath and exhaled.

  To her surprise, on the next exhale, the cock slid in deeper and must have hit a nerve that stimulated the production of juices in her pussy. How was that possible? She wiggled her butt, and he pressed a bit harder. Clint pulled the dildo out a bit then eased it back in, going farther this time. Between him rubbing her ass and slowly increasing the pressure, he was able to get the cock seated.

  “Now for the fun.”

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  Testing the new cock, she squeezed her ass cheeks. The pressure didn’t subside. The new glass dildo took up a good portion of her body. She needed to see what he was doing and lifted up on her knees to turn around. “Ooh.” The cock hit a ton of erotic nerves.

  “I see you found the pleasure source.”

  Her breaths came out faster. “Yes.”

  “I want to eat your pussy.” He flipped her onto her back.

  “No. You promised.” She stretched her hands toward his cock and wiggled her fingers.

  He groaned. “I’d hoped you’d forgotten.” Her mouth gaped open. “Not on your life, buddy.” On his knees, Clint climbed closer. She got back up on her knees and bent over. Determined to drive him crazy, she licked his balls as she grabbed his stiff cock. The cock in her ass was setting her body on fire. Even her pussy was creaming too fast.

  “Easy, darlin’. Putting that little fake cock in you turned me on something fierce.”

  “Little?” As huge as it felt in her ass, compared to Clint’s cock, the dildo was tiny. She couldn’t imagine what would happen when he fucked her hard in the ass.

  Thrilled he was so sensitive to her touch, she cupped his balls with one hand and guided the other hand up and down his swollen shaft.

  As she pressed her fingers harder into his flesh, he gasped. She smiled.

  She continued giving him a hand job until his grunts came out so fast that she replaced her top hand with her mouth and sealed it tight over his spongy, mushroom-shaped head. As slowly as she could, she slid down his rippled length to enjoy the thick vein pulsating down the middle. When her mouth could hold no more, she swirled her tongue around and around as she massaged his balls. A hint of chlorine teased her nostrils, reminding her of their swim.

  She released his balls and wrapped her arm around his ass and drew him closer, just until her tits hit his thigh. Dropping onto her heels, the glass cock wedged in more, taking her breath from her for a

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  moment. She inhaled and waited for the pulses to ease before she sucked on him hard and fast. She loved how his coarse leg hairs pricked her nipples. The added pressure ignited the tips.

  Clint pressed on her shoulder and gently her pushed away. When she sat back, a drop of pre-cum sparkled on the tip.

  “I’ve never had this problem before, but when I’m around you, my body’s weak. Have mercy.”

  She nearly laughed. Since she wanted him to last, she drew her hands upward and palmed his chest. “I like these, too.” Probably to show off, he flexed his muscles.

  He pulled her onto her knees and answered with a demanding kiss.

  When she opened her mouth to invite him in, he took advantage of the opportunity and probed her mouth with a fast-darting tongue. Sparks shot down to her pussy as they explored each other like it was their first time. Her hands roamed over his back, discovering and enjoying the muscular planes that constantly changed with each movement.

  The kiss softened and slowed. Their lips parted, but not enough to lose contact. The connection lasted a few seconds longer before he broke away, lowered his head, and dragged his lips down to the hollow of her throat. The soft, feathery touches left scorching marks in their path. Her pussy ached, but she knew he wanted to sample all of her body before he reached her most sensitive place.

  She leaned back to enjoy the attention. The shift in balance caused her to squeeze her butt. Whoops. The dildo in her ass hit another set of nerves. For a brief moment, she’d forgotten about having that inside her.

  Clint must have sensed her change in mood because he lowered his hand and pressed the plug deeper into her ass. Shards of pleasure streaked through her. “Oh, my.”

  He leaned close to her ear. “Wait until you have my big cock in your ass. Every thrust will send you to another world and back.” She could hardly wait, but right now her pussy was demanding the attention. As if he could sense her restlessness, he leaned her back on 72

  the bed and crawled on top of her like a lion ready to pounce.

  He drew his attention to her tit. His tongue skirted the circumference of her nipple, going around and around but never tasting the sensitive, swollen crest. Needing him to suck hard on the tip, she pressed her chest upward. One hand cupped her other breast.

  His fingers lightly brushed over the top, creating more havoc, and her pussy juiced.

  “Please.”

  His chuckle came from deep inside his throat. “I’m having fun.” The next lick made her gasp. The rough texture lit up every cell.

  Her pussy needed some contact. “Touch my pussy.” She reached for his cock, but their bodies were pressed too close together for her to succeed. His wet hair dripped on the side of her breast. The slow trickle tickled.

  “I love your tits too much.”

  To prove his point, he dragged his teeth up the sides o
f the now-swollen nipples. The pricks of pleasure rippled down her body. “Yes.” He continued to tug and tease the tips. Her nails dug into his shoulders. She lifted her hips, hoping to get a piece of his cock, but he was too far down for her to reach. Another hard suck made her gasp.

  “You like that.”

  How could he tell? Was it how her moans were getting louder and louder or from the way she was pressing her chest upward?

  He must have been satisfied with her level of heightened excitement because he slid down farther until he landed between her thighs. Using his elbows, he pried opened her legs. His tongue dashed out and swept across her opening, smashing against her clit. Torrents of bliss exploded in every direction.

  “Oh, God.”

  His callused palm slid from her tit down to her belly as if he needed to be in contact with her, especially if his tongue wasn’t. The next lick catapulted her closer to her climax. She bucked and wiggled.

  When he slipped a finger into her pussy, she squeezed shut her eyes

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  and clenched her ass cheeks, forgetting about the dildo until more thrills skittered up her backbone.

  It was when he nibbled on her clit that she nearly lost it. Heat sizzled inside her with each capture of her tiny nub. He’d flick it with his tongue then lightly bite down on the glistening pearl. Electric pulses ran rampant inside her.

  “Please fuck me.” Her voice sounded too loud, but she couldn’t help it.

  Clint pulled away, and the void devastated her. She opened her eyes. He’d gotten up on his knees and tore open the condom package.

  With a dexterity she’d never seen before, he slipped on the protective coating in one quick motion. He straddled her hips and dropped on top of her. His lips met hers and his cock breached her opening. She inhaled, desperately needing him inside her. She threaded her fingers through his damp hair, loving how the slick strands cooled her palms.

  His mouth ravaged hers as if he, too, were desperate to bond with her.

  Not able to stand the anticipation, she pressed her hips downward.

  Her invitation was accepted. He drove his cock into her wetness, stopping halfway to give her a chance to adjust to his size. The combination of having the fake dick in her ass coupled with his cock in her pussy magnified his size. The two seemed to barely fit.

  “You are so damned tight.”

  “That’s because of the freaking thing in my ass.” He grinned. “I can’t wait to fuck you there.” She lifted her head and nipped his lip. “Fuck my pussy now.” With that demand, he plunged in. Wicked flames of need wrapped around her, heating her insides to near the boiling point. She added to the movement by lifting her hips. Every time she thrust upward, her ass clenched, causing the dildo to drive in deeper. Electric sparks shot down both channels. Her climax neared.

  Clint cupped her face. “Christ, but you feel good.” His take no prisoner kiss caused rolling spasms to shimmer down her body. Her pussy sang. Heat built. Blood pounded through her 74

  body as her heart raced. Sweat poured off her body as the erotic lust peaked.

  “I can’t hold out. I’m coming.” She gasped for air.

  Kissing him this time, she grabbed his ass and held him tight as her orgasm swept over her, washing her away with the tide of desire.

  Her whole body vibrated and throbbed with ecstasy.

  Clint increased his speed, pumping hard into her. His balls slammed against her ass, and his groans got louder and louder.

  “Fuck!”

  His cock exploded, widening and pulsating with his heartbeat.

  Heat filled her. She hung on tight as they became one. He buried his head in her hair and inhaled.

  Having him pressed to her chest and clinging to her body completed her. Nothing could be better than being with Clint. Slowly, her fingers released their hold, and she dropped down to the bed.

  He seemed like he wanted to stay there longer, but he withdrew and got off the bed to get something to clean her up.

  Before he returned, the bedroom door opened. Morgan’s brows pinched as his gaze raked over her naked body, her legs spread, and her creamy hole oozing her juices. Oh, shit.

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  Chapter Eight

  Morgan stood there staring at her dripping pussy. Every ounce of sass came racing to the surface. She dipped a finger into her wet cunt and pushed it in and out. “Come and get it.” His jaw tightened, and she almost burst out laughing. If the light had been better, she might have been able to tell if his cock had gotten hard.

  Clint stepped out of the bathroom with a damp towel in his hand.

  He glanced over to his brother.

  “We make too much noise for you?”

  Morgan glanced once more at her. She sat up and leaned forward.

  “Come on, Morgan. I want to make love to you, too.”

  “Keep it down next time.” His gaze hardened. “Put some clothes on and get out.” He strode off.

  Clint closed the door, came over, and wiped her down. “Ignore him. He’ll come around.”

  Her defensive mechanism had kicked in too quickly. She tried to ignore the harsh rejection, but her stomach flipped over. “Maybe I shouldn’t have teased him like that.”

  “Why not? If he heard us make noise, he knew what we were doing. He expected to catch us naked. I think he wanted a peek.” She wished that were true, but she wasn’t convinced. “Then why not grab a feel or at least a kiss?”

  “Maybe he wanted to see if you wanted him. Can you imagine how he’d feel if he asked for some loving and you turned him down?”

  “I think I’ve made it abundantly clear that that won’t happen.

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  understood?”

  “I guess you’re right, but I swear I’m not wrong about what he really wants.”

  “He sure has a funny way of showing it.” She dropped back onto the bed. “Now what are we going to do?” If she couldn’t get Morgan to want her, she’d lose Clint for sure. Her stomach ached.

  Clint climbed back on the bed and ran a hand over her nipples.

  His merest touch had her libido taking notice, almost erasing the hurt from Morgan’s reaction.

  “Give him time.”

  “You keep saying that, but so far it hasn’t worked.”

  “I’ll figure something out.”

  He better hurry. She was falling in love with Clint for real. This wasn’t some high school crush. At some point she might have to give up on Morgan. She could only hope that day didn’t come too soon.

  “I need to go. I don’t want to make him angrier.” She got off the bed to get dressed when she was reminded she had this big thing in her ass. She reached down to pull it out.

  Clint clasped her wrist to stop her from removing the dildo. “Stay a little bit longer.” His grin and his new hard-on told her there would be more sex in her future.

  “You heard Morgan. Besides, I need to get back. My opening is in a few days.”

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  The week went by too quickly. Getting everything organized for the opening had taken all of her time.

  Jade had stopped by, and what a relief that was. “What can I do to help?”

  Dakota gave her a hug. “Just listen to me rant while I run around.

  Be prepared, though, to be fetch a few things if I ask.”

  “Anything.”

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  “You talk to Morgan this week?” She held her breath.

  Jade sat on one of the benches lining the gallery. “Uh-oh. What did he do or not do?”

  She told her about going swimming and how Morgan had said she had little-girl tits. She palmed her tits over her T-shirt. “Do you think I should look into breast implants?”

  Jade laughed then sobered. “You can’t be serious. You’re tiny.

  You’d look top heavy if you had real big boobs.” That was probably true, but maybe Morgan would want her if she were more endowed. “I know
, but—”

  “Dakota Smith. Don’t you dare. Morgan has demons. He has a fear of getting too close emotionally. He just said that to push you away.”

  “Well, it worked.” She straightened one of the paintings. “What do you think I should do to attract his attention?” Her best friend blew out a breath. “Nothing. Morgan probably still thinks of you as the girl in the black combat boots with her face pierced and who had colored hair. That girl kept people out of her world, and he’s afraid you might retreat to that person again. He has this wacked-out belief that I know my dad instilled in him.”

  “Which is?”

  “Leopards don’t change their spots.”

  “Back up a minute. You think I was hiding when I dressed like that?”

  Jade cocked a brow. “Weren’t you?”

  Perhaps, but she didn’t think anyone noticed. “I don’t know.” She spun around and sat next to Jade. “Tell me what it’s like to have a ménage.”

  She burst out laughing. “Nice change of subject to avoid discussing your issues.” She waved a hand. “I’ll let that pass. Back to your new question. Aren’t you getting ahead of yourself? You said Morgan wasn’t interested, and if I know my brothers, Clint isn’t sharing with anyone else.” Her mouth opened. “Oh, my God. You 78

  slept with Clint!”

  She’d been dying to tell Jade. “I wasn’t sure how to broach the subject. Oh, by the way, your brother and I had wild monkey sex on top of Randall’s Ridge, and then again at his house while Morgan was only a room away.”

  “Just stop. You didn’t.”

  “Did.”

  Jade faced the front of the room. “I don’t want to know the details.

  After all, Clint is my brother. Just tell me if you’re happy.”

  “Totally. The only negative is Morgan. Clint is working hard to get him onboard, but he’s angry about something.” Jade took her hands. “That’s a good sign. It means he cares and can’t stand seeing you with Clint.”

  “He’s jealous?”