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pleasure as well.
    And to pleasure you…
    Her clit began to throb. A gush of liquid washed through her pussy and her nipples ached.
    Two men…
    One woman…
    One bed…
    “Yes.” Her voice was husky.
    “Well, done.” His smile was approving.
    “Come, Jane, you’re wearing too many clothes.” Santos took her hand and pulled her to her feet.
    Four hands seemed to be everywhere at once. In quick order her clothing was removed, and she stood naked between the two of them.
    Surprisingly enough she felt calm about standing completely naked between two men. Knowing what they were about to do should’ve had her scared silly. Instead she was aroused and more concerned that if she didn’t get fucked soon she would explode.
    Antonio’s mouth touched hers in a quick, hot kiss. Her hands fisted in his shirt, and she leaned into him. He easily supported her weight, and his hands came to rest on her back.
    Another pair of hands landed on her hips. From behind Santos pressed into her, his erection nestled against her ass. Reaching between her and Antonio, he slid his fingers into her pussy. Her breath caught when he zeroed in on her clit.
    “Oh!”
    Antonio released her while Santos turned and sat on the bed pulling her with him. Jane was perched in his lap, his front to her back, as he slid an arm around her waist to anchor her in place.
    Antonio’s gaze was locked on her pussy and Santos’s hand. He began removing his clothes while Santos slid his legs between hers forcing them further apart. She was totally exposed to the man who’d seduced her only hours before.
    “Your pussy is exquisite.” Antonio kicked off his shoes. “Have you ever removed all the hair?”
    “Yes.”
    Jane’s hips began thrusting against the fingers embedded in her pussy. With every article of clothing Antonio removed, her need ratcheted higher. Her fingers dug into Santos’s arm.
    “We’ll have to see if we can get an aesthetician to come up and remove all your hair.” He removed his jeans. “I’d like to watch.”
    “Mmm…”
    Antonio came forward, his mouth coming down on hers. He ravaged her with a kiss so carnal, so earthy, she burned. Releasing her death-grip on Santos, she reached for Antonio. Her fingers tangled in his dark hair.
    A rumble vibrated against her back. Santos’s mouth touched the exposed curve of her throat. Her grip tightened in Antonio’s hair, their tongues dueled in a selfish need for superiority. Santos continued his dizzying assault to her clit until she strained against his hand desperate for release.
    Antonio broke the kiss. “I think we need to take this onto the bed.” Reaching for his boxers, he removed them. His cock leapt from the cotton confines as if to reach for her.
    “I agree,” Santos rumbled.
    Santos removed her hand and four eager hands urged her into the middle of the bed. She lay on her back looking up at the two men who were about to take possession of her, body and soul. Her breathing increased.
    Antonio touched her knee. “I want to taste you.”
    She needed no further urging. Spreading her legs wide, Antonio settled between her thighs. Bending her legs at the knee, he positioned her heels close to her ass. When he lowered his head, her hands fisted in the duvet. He parted the folds of her pussy and the cool air lapped at her overheated flesh.
    Even though he’d barely touched her, she moaned.
    Santos stretched out beside her. His hand came to rest on her right breast. His thumb caressed her nipple.
    “You’re exquisite,” Santos murmured. “Perfect in every way.”
    A strangled cry caught in her throat when Antonio’s tongue touched her clit. Stroking at the ultra-sensitive flesh, his fingers delved into her pussy, sliding in and out. Her hips began to move, following his strokes.
    Santos’s mouth covered one nipple. His tongue laved the taut bud, then he started sucking. His other hand snaked across her chest to zero in on her other nipple.
    “Oh, yes.”
    Jane bucked and