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better get shopping.”
    “Wait. What?”
    Harper nipped her ear. “You saw his twin, not Dylan. We’re both bi, and we want to make love to you tonight. Now. How about it?”
    Freddy had to be dreaming.
    “I think she wants it,” Dylan murmured. “Her pupils are dilated. She’s breathing fast. And her nipples are hard. Tight little beads. May I?”
    Harper released one, and Dylan cupped her. “Oh, sweetheart, you’re nice and firm. I want to suck those pretty nipples. Can I?”
    “B-but…”
    “We want you, Freddy. Yes or no?” Dylan smiled. “But if you say yes, you have to know we’ll all be touching each other. Everywhere.”
    “Oh God,” she moaned. “Am I dreaming?” Then she watched Dylan closely. “Kiss him. Right now. In front of me.”
    Harper chuckled behind her, his mirth vibrating through her body. “You heard her, Doc. Plant one on me.”
    Dylan shrugged. “Come here.”
    Harper let go of her and circled to Dylan. She stared, wide-eyed, at the hottest kiss she’d ever seen. Dylan and Harper kissed and touched, grinding against one another. The play of light over Dylan’s arms was only slightly more appealing than seeing Harper grab his ass and hump him.
    Harper let him go, both men breathing hard, and Dylan turned to her. Without asking, he took her mouth in a devastating kiss. He tasted masculine, and when he pulled back, she followed, not wanting it to end. Harper watching so closely made it that much naughtier.
    “Yes or no, Freddy?” Harper rasped.
    “Are you kidding me? Hell yes. ”
    She lost a bit of herself after that. Harper got naked. Dylan got naked. And then they both started stripping her down, touching her and petting her while they removed her shoes, socks and pants. Her panties they dragged down with agonizing slowness.
    “I can’t wait,” Harper said, his voice hoarse. And then he shoved his face between her legs and licked.
    “Harper.”
    Dylan shook his head, his grin broad. “He’s pretty bossy in the bedroom.” Dylan stared at her mouth, then her chest and then the back of Harper’s head. “So you’ve done this before? Two guys?”
    “Y-yes.” She moaned. “God, it’s been so long.”
    “He has a great mouth.” Dylan licked his lips. “But mine’s better.”
    Harper pulled away to say, “Bullshit,” before returning to eat her out.
    Her legs shook, and she worried she’d come before they really got started. Harper and Dylan. A threesome with her fantasy team.
    “Harper, let her go. She’s not completely naked yet.”
    He gave her one last lick before moving back and rising to his feet. Moving behind her once more, he removed her shirt, the last piece of clothing to go, then held her waist while Dylan neared.
    Dylan paid a lot of attention to her breasts, which were B-cups at best. “You’re gorgeous. And that pretty blond hair is prone to curl, hmm?” He cupped her mound, then shoved two fingers inside her, past her slick heat. “So wet,” he moaned.
    “And sweet,” Harper added in a low voice. “I want to lick her until she screams.”
    She wasn’t far from that now. “Guys. Please. I want… I mean, how do you want to…do this?”
    Dylan and Harper looked at each other.
    Then Harper said, “If you’ve had a threesome before, you’ve probably had a cock up your ass, right?”
    She nodded, feeling herself blush. “But nothing as big as either one of you.” Both men were sexy and hung. It was like Christmas come early.
    “Well then. We do it one of two ways. He takes your pussy while I fuck your ass,” Dylan said. “Or you suck one of us off while the other takes your pussy. Either way, we want you.” Dylan leaned close to suck her nipple, and she cried out at the pleasure. “Oh yeah, we want in you, baby. Right now.”
     
    The doc called her “Baby”. Harper was in heaven. Freddy had reacted the way he’d thought she might. The woman had no problem with both of them together. She was in to it. In to them . Wet and