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boxers. He was so much bigger than David. I doubted he was as large as
Logan, but even so, it was impressive.
    ‘Excellent response,’ grinned Trey. ‘Because I’m more than
ready for you.’ He stepped forward and kissed me again, with his fingers
clasping my jawbone as his thumbs stroked my cheeks. He was eager, passionate
and animalistic in the way he kissed, like his hunger for me would never be
sated and God, did that make me feel good about myself. He pressed in closer to
me, backing me up tightly against Logan and I whimpered. I was completely
sandwiched between two of the hottest men I’d ever seen. An erection against my
back, the other digging painfully into my stomach, while one kissed my neck and
the other plundered my mouth. I felt like I was in some weird alternate
reality, things like this just didn’t happen to normal people. At least I
didn’t think they did, they never had to me, until I paid to make it happen. I
tentatively put my hands on Trey’s hips, my thumbs running up and down that
dent that had me salivate every time I saw it on Logan. Trey groaned and pulled
away from our kiss. His bright blue expressive eyes had turned darker under his
hooded gaze and the look made me catch my breath. He suddenly stepped back and
dropped to his knees in front of me, laying kisses on my stomach and tracing
the edge of my red knickers with his tongue.
    ‘O God,’ I sighed as Logan’s fingers moved on my nipples
with more urgency, pinching, tweaking and rolling. Exquisite torture. Trey
reached up and hooked his fingers into the material over my hips and slowly
drew my knickers down over my hips and had to tug to extract the pearls from
where they were so tightly nestled into me. I looked down as he tapped on my
ankle, indicating for me to step out of them and I held my breath as he lifted
them to his mouth and sensuously sucked on each pearl with a guttural groan. I
felt my core tighten at the thought of him tasting me, of doing that. That
was something David would never have done. In fact he’d only ever performed
oral sex on me once, when he was drunk and it had felt clumsy and awkward. I’d
been so shocked the first time Logan did it to me, the difference in skill,
technique and pleasure was … immeasurable.
    ‘Spread your legs for me, Ava,’ Trey demanded from his
position kneeling in front of me. ‘I need to taste you properly. Now.’
    ‘Do as he asks, Ava,’ Logan purred in my ear, as I hesitated.
‘I promised you that you’d know what it felt like to have one tongue in your
mouth, while the other worked on that tasty clit of yours and right now’s that
time.’
    I did as I was told, and Logan placed one of his palms on my
stomach to hold me against him, as Trey lifted up my right foot and placed it
over his shoulder. He ran his thumbs up the inside of my thighs, edging closer
and closer to my sodden pussy, which was quivering with need. I held my breath
as his thumbs opened me up and I clenched in anticipation as I watched his face
edge ever closer. I finally sucked in a deep breath, right before I cried out
as his tongue swept firmly over my clit, sending shockwaves up through my core.
Logan chuckled and gripped my chin, angling my face to his, as his warm lips
worked against mine, his tongue delicately teasing my own, in direct contrast
to the long hard lashings of Trey’s tongue on my throbbing clit. I could hear
the noises of appreciation he was making from down below, as he lapped and
sucked and felt myself building up towards another climax. Such little
stimulation was required, it was pitiful really. I moaned against Logan’s
tongue as I felt Trey ease a finger inside me, gently thrusting as he licked
away noisily, edging me closer and closer to my breaking point. I tensed my leg
draped over his shoulder, drawing him further into me, and he responded with
zealous enthusiasm, licking and probing more firmly, his groans rivalling my
squeals of delight. Logan’s tongue worked with