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to the floor and then felt Ian’s cock at her entrance.
    “Just feel, Shea,” Gray said. “Let us make you feel good.”
    She wanted to tell them they had already made her feel good, but when Ian’s dick stretched her sheath, it hit her that what they had previously done was nothing. His grip on her hips tightened to keep her in place to receive him, while she took Gray to the back of her throat. The combination of both acts made her body tremble, and she did just as Gray instructed. She let them lead, and she took what they gave.
    Ian had seated himself fully inside of her, but then gave her time to adjust, for which she was grateful. His size was something she was not accustomed to, but she found the slight burn fueled her arousal. She tried to rotate her hips, but he wouldn’t allow her to move. From her position, with her legs widely separated and her upper body bent over, she had no leverage. Gray had a hold of her head and kept her still as he thrust his hips, so it was impossible for her to tell Ian what she wanted.
    “You are so tight, honey. My God, I’m afraid to move,” Ian said in a guttural tone, letting her know how close he was to coming.
    Shea’s saliva had now coated Gray’s cock to the point that her mouth was making sucking noises, which mingled with Gray’s moans. The sounds were erotic. The more he thrust into her mouth, the harder his engorged member became, and little bursts of cum leaking from his slit gave her samples of his taste. She rubbed her tongue over the underside of his shaft, loving that when she did that, his hips jerked a little more than usual.
    “Do you like the taste of Gray, honey?”
    Shea could only hum her answer of agreement. Balancing on one hand, she brought her other hand in between Gray’s legs and felt his sac, loving the heaviness of it. The skin was like velvet, and she would have loved to lick her way down to that area, but as she felt his balls tighten, she knew she’d have to do it another time. He was about to lose control, and she wanted that very much. Turning her hand, she let her fingers travel down to his anus, wondering if he would like being played with in such a forbidden area. She got her answer when his hands tightened in her hair and he hit the back of her throat.
    “That’s it, Shea. God, you’re perfect.”
    She finally felt Ian pull out, although much too slowly for her, until only his tip was keeping her entrance open. His fingers dug into her skin as he gradually pushed back inside, causing her juices to leak out around him and travel down her inner thighs. She was so busy concentrating on Gray that her body had opened up to Ian completely. As he thrust in and out, she couldn’t prevent the tingling of her orgasm if she wanted to. Ian let one hand release her hip as he brought it underneath her. When he made contact with her clit, which was covered with her cream, she couldn’t prevent the scream that built up in her throat.
    Shea’s middle finger pressed firmly against Gray’s dark hole, causing him to scream out, his load shooting to the back of her mouth. She tried to keep up with the ropes of cum that were shooting out, swallowing as much as she could.
    “Come for me, Shea.”
    The minute Ian said those words, Shea’s body released in a way where she thought she would explode into a million pieces. Her pussy clamped on his cock, while her nerves zinged all the way down her legs to her toes, which were now curled into the carpet. She had just released Gray from her lips when he pulled her up and kissed her. She would have pulled away, thinking he wouldn’t like the taste of himself, but he didn’t seem to mind. Her hands landed on his shoulders, needing something to hold on to as Ian found his release and slowed down his thrusts, bringing her down gently.
    A thought of when she wrote her last sex scene flittered through her brain, triggering the memory of wanting to be able to come to the sound of a man’s voice. At the time,