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OLIVIA

The expression on Denver’s face has me burning up from the inside out. Or maybe that’s the heat from Griffin’s hands spread across my chest, his fingers and thumbs gently rolling my nipples. I shift, needing something that feels out of reach.

“Touch me.” My plea comes out more as a whimper than anything.

Denver gives me a wicked-looking smirk. “Draw her legs up, Griff.”

Griffin’s hands release my breasts and move behind my knees, pulling my legs wide and up to my chest, baring everything to Denver.

“So fucking beautiful, Pix.” He stares down at my sex with a mixture of wonder and pure, raw lust. He changes position so he’s sitting back on his heels, then folds himself in half to lick my pussy. He switches from long, slow laps to sharper flicks on my clit, and soon I’m struggling against Griffin’s hold on my legs, desperate for more.

Then he backs up. And lifts the plug. “Hold on. This is gonna take two hands to do it properly. Switch with me, bro.”

In the next moment, I’m moved from leaning against Griffin’s hard chest to Denver’s equally muscled torso.

“Spread ’em,” he growls in my ear. “You’re gonna have to be a good girl and hold your leg up since I can only use one arm. Can you do that?”

I nod jerkily, planting my feet and tipping my pelvis up. Instead of holding me like Griffin, Denver snakes his good arm around my waist, shifting me slightly onto his good side and pinning me in place.

Griffin lies down on his stomach with his head between my legs and drags the soft plug through my wet slit. “Are you ready for this, baby?” he asks in a low voice.

“Yes,” I gasp when he presses it against my clit. “God, yes.”

“I dunno, I think she could be a bit more ready,” Denver teases, moving his hand up to pinch my nipple. “Maybe she should come one more time before we try anything new.”

Griffin grins up at his best friend with a nod. “Excellent idea. More lubrication is a good thing.”

“Pretty sure I can’t get any wetter,” I grumble, but Griffin just shakes his head.

“That’s a challenge I’ll happily accept.” He ducks down, and without any more warning, sucks my clit into his mouth—hard.

“Oh my god!” I shout, my hips arching off the bed. I grab onto his hair, torn between wanting to push him away because it’s so intense, and needing him to stay exactly where he is. Keeping him where he is wins out, and soon I’m curling up, my body convulsing as I explode into a million pieces.

Eventually, I sag back against Denver’s chest, feeling the vibration of his chuckle as he strokes his hand up and down my torso. “What were you saying about not getting any wetter?” He dips his fingers down and swipes them through the mess between my legs, lifting them back up to his mouth and sucking them clean.

“Okay.” I let out a shaky laugh. “I stand corrected.” I shiver, my eyes flying open and my gaze dropping down when I feel the cool silicone of the plug slide through my folds. Griffin’s staring back up at me and his expression sends a shot of love straight to my heart.

He slowly moves it toward my back entrance, pressing lightly on the tightly puckered skin before dragging it back up to circle around my clit again. He does it several times, teasing me, testing me, preparing me.

“I can handle more,” I whisper after the third or fourth pass. “I trust you.”

Those three words are the key.

This time, when the plug is pressed against my ass, he doesn’t let up right away.

“Breathe, Pixie. Relax into it,” Denver murmurs into my ear.

I whimper and force myself to try and do as he says, exhaling a slow breath just as Griffin pushes the plug in farther. “Oh!” I gasp at the sharp intrusion and he freezes. “No, give me more,” I moan.

“Hey, it’s okay to go slow,” Denver says, still stroking his hand up and down my stomach. “We’ve got forever.”

Griffin backs off, then brings his thumb up to roll over my clit, making my pussy clench. He moves forward slightly and kisses my clit, letting his tongue draw a lazy circle around it, pulling my attention there. I don’t notice the plug right away. Not until he’s pushing it inside at the same time as he sucks on my clit.

“Oh my god.” I let out a low moan as the tiny plug breaches the wall of muscle that had been closed tight and settles into place. I’m panting at the unexpected fullness, the dual sensations coming from my ass and my pussy that Griffin is still lapping at. I wouldn’t have thought it possible for me to orgasm again, but the flutters from my core tell me it could happen.

“That’s it, Pix. You’re so gorgeous when you let go. We love you like this, messy and undone, you’re so fucking perfect.”