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than she had in a long time.
    The music from the record player switched to a livelier song. Bastian and Armand spun her around until she was so dizzy she fell into a throne-like chair. Before she could get up Bastian knelt at her feet. His eyes were dark and dreamy.
    Shayla cleared her throat. “What are you going to do?”
    “Get you off. Any objections?”
    She swallowed hard as his hands reached up beneath her dress and pulled her panties down. He brought the lace to his nose and inhaled. To watch him was plain sexy.
    “Nope. None.”
     
    Bastian raised her dress up further, exposing the pink slit that drove him wild. Face between her legs, he inhaled her scent. A scent he could never get enough of . His cock wrenched hard and pressed tight into the seam of his pants. He brought the panties to his nose and inhaled again.
    “This is like a damn drug,” he growled. “It makes me want to fuck you non-stop.”
    He slid his hands underneath her thighs and brought them up and over the arms of the chair while Armand worked the dress over her head. Braless, just the way he liked to see her. He paused to watch Armand work her nipples until they became taut little buds. The way her body writhed and blushed turned him on something awful.
    Bastian stood and removed his clothing. He didn’t want anything between them. Back to his knees, he pressed his face between her thighs and licked along her soft, dewy skin. His fingers worked her creaminess around her pussy and then along his lips. Her gentle moans echoed in the ballroom. The kind of music he could listen to for a lifetime.
    “Taste me,” she moaned. “Please.”
    He licked her clit and then sealed his mouth over it, suckling the mysterious bead as if the act alone sustained his existence.
    Her legs flailed on either side of his head, pelvis grinding against his mouth. He looked up to see Armand’s lips quivering and eyes ravenous as he looked on. They both wanted inside her wet heat. Buried deep. They didn’t want to share her or the title of best lover, but for now, they would have to. Just for a little while longer.
    Bastian pulled back and stared into her eyes. “I’m going to make you come. And then Armand will have his turn. To finish it off, we’ll take you together. Each orgasm like nothing you’ve ever experienced before.”
    Before she could utter a word of protest, he thrust his fingers inside her. He watched the way her lashes fluttered and her jaw slackened. When his thumb brushed her clit, it made her pupils get big and her face turn pink. The face of an angel and the body of a sinner. Damn, he loved her.
    Her scent beckoned to him again and he suckled her clit. Drawing the pink pebble into his mouth, he kept thrusting his fingers, deeper and faster. She moved with him, widening her thighs, grinding her pussy hard against his lips. Her melodic pleas kept his cock rock hard. He couldn’t wait to be inside her.
    When he knew she wouldn’t last much longer, he pulled his mouth away and jiggled her clit between his fingers.
    “You just come, sweetheart. We’re both going to watch.”
    She bit at her lip, eyelids barely at half-mast.
    “That’s it baby. I want your cream to run down my fingers. Hell, I want your cream to run down my hand. And when that pussy of yours is done flooding, Armand is going to take his turn. You’re so beautiful , love . I just love to watch the lust radiate from your eyes.”
    Her body arched, and then she screamed. Bastian cursed as she creamed his hand good. All he could think about was how incredible it would feel right now to shove his cock inside her. To thrust inside her moist heat.
    But for now, he’d have to be patient as Armand had been for him.
    “Stand up, beautiful,” he said and let her rest her weight on him.
    Armand took a seat on the chair and reached for her. He brought her pussy right down on his erection, well lubed from her cream.
    Envy racked Bastian’s body, but he wouldn’t let her see.