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buckskin covered cock to rub against the heat and wetness of her quim.
    "I'm always willing to oblige a lady."
    He kissed her as she writhed against him, only reaching down to release the buttons on his breeches when she bit him on the lip.   He turned so that his back was against the door and slowly lowered her down over his shaft.
    "Hard and fast, Arabella, in case any of the guests see us."
    She strained against him as he plunged deep. His long and powerful strokes made her climax within ten of his thrusts. She choked down a cry as he came with her. Only his massive strength and his hand splayed under her bottom held her impaled on his cock.
    He kicked off his breeches and carried her over to the bed. He lay down with her on top of him, his shaft still buried in her sex.   His fingers threaded through her hair and pulled out the pins. Arabella sighed and cuddled closer.
    "You are sad, tonight."
    She raised herself on one elbow to stare into his face. "I don't know what to do about James."
    He smoothed a lock of her black hair behind her ear. "Perhaps he will go back to London and leave us in peace."
    She blinked hard to fight off her tears. "I'm not sure if that will be enough this time."
    He kissed her nose and his cock stirred within her. "I do not think he wishes you to be unhappy." She sighed as his hands encircled her waist. He sat her up until she straddled him. One of his fingers slid down over her belly and settled on her clit.
    "No I don't."
    The quietly spoken words came from behind her. Arabella didn't bother to turn around. She knew who had spoken.
    Tom continued to touch her and his cock continued to swell. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw James approach the top of the bed. He was already taking off his coat and waistcoat.
    "Fuck her, Tom. Let me watch."
    Arabella made one half-hearted attempt to pull away, but Tom's mouth latched onto her breast and kept her close. She moaned as James pulled off his shirt to reveal his muscular chest. His satin breeches were already pulled tight against his huge erection. He grimaced as he cupped himself. The expression in his eyes made Arabella feel powerfully female and desirable.
    There was no hint of shame, disgust or anger on his face. Only a predatory sexual interest that made her body burn. She held his gaze as Tom suckled her, a challenge in her eyes. He'd walked away from her. Let him see what she had learned and what he had so casually given away.
    James came closer and placed one knee on the bed. He touched Tom's shoulder, ran his fingers from there to Arabella's left breast, still sensitive from Tom's sucking. His fingers squeezed hard on her nipple as his mouth came down to devour hers. Tom groaned and started to lift his hips, his erect cock pushing deep into her center. Arabella couldn't concentrate on all the sensations. Tom's mouth and fingers became indistinguishable from James' as her pleasure fragmented and then focused on the hot thrust of Tom's shaft.
    She came, biting down on James' lip as she shuddered through the climax. She barely noticed that James was now on the bed and that he was naked. He drew her off Tom and rolled her onto her back. When she looked up she could see them both over her, both of them fully erect and dripping wet.
    "Fuck her mouth, Tom while I taste her quim. I want to see her come again."
    His shoulders pushed her legs wide as he bent to his task. The first delicate stab of his tongue against her clit caught her by surprise and she moaned. With all her strength she pulled on a handful of James' thick gold hair until he had to look up at her.
    "Aren't you going to fight over me?"
    He grinned, his mouth already wet with her cream. "Why would we fight when we both want to give you pleasure? Why deny yourself the opportunity to have two men obeying your every sexual whim?"  
      While her mouth was open, Tom took the opportunity to introduce the crown of his cock. He knelt to one side and lifted her until her head and