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then moved lower. “So damn sexy, baby.”
    Devon smiled as he looked at her breasts. “Mmm, beautiful,” he said, his voice soft, warm.
    The praise reassured Tory and gave her the bravado she needed to keep from bolting. Devon’s expression was hot, blazing hot, but there was compassion there too. She clung to the knowledge that this was more than a good time for Con and Devon. It was special to them both. And she had a feeling she wasn’t going to walk away with her heart intact. Pushing those thoughts away, Tory allowed herself a good long look at both men. Devon was shorter than Con by a few inches at the most. He was every bit as powerful, though. From the impressively hard stomach to the firm, thick erection jutting away from his body, Devon was all man. He grinned when he caught her staring, and Tory’s cheeks burned. Con shifted to the right, catching her attention. She looked him over thoroughly, taking in his leaner, taller frame. The solid, swollen cock had her mouth watering. He wrapped a fist around it and squeezed. Tory stared, dazed.
    She cleared her throat and spared Devon a quick look. He was so quiet, watching her. She looked down his body and realized he’d hardened further. My god, the man was huge.
    “Lie down, sugar.”
    Tory couldn’t possibly disobey Devon in that moment. What woman could? Sitting on the bed, she started to do as he bid. Once positioned in the center, Tory laid back. The sight of Con and Devon in all their bronzed glory coming toward her, both men staring at her as if she were a tasty treat, had her pussy Anne Rainey
    weeping with joy. Their well-muscled bodies and naughty grins were enough to have Tory begging and drooling.
    As they slid onto the bed on either side of her, Tory could do no more than stare. Devon moved closer, his gaze on her face before traveling over her body. She looked down and saw his hand wrapped around his cock. The air in the room turned thick and hot.
    Oh God. She was naked in a room with not one gorgeous hunk, but two. Damn if she hadn’t just died and gone to heaven.
    Con reached out to her, wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her onto her side. Her body was as stiff as a two-by-four, every muscle strung tight. “Relax, baby. Leave all those worries behind. For now, we just want you to feel pleasure. Nothing but pleasure tonight,” Con said, his voice rich and smooth, sliding over her skin, firing her blood.
    “This is frightening,” she admitted. “I’ve known you both for so long, Con.”
    Con cupped her cheek in his large palm. “Shh, there’s nothing to be afraid of, sweetheart. We’re going to take care of you.”
    Devon stroked her hair from behind. “Relax, Tory,” he said in a soft command. When she only stiffened further, he wrapped a fist in her hair and tugged hard enough to bring a slight sting to her scalp.
    “Do as I said, sugar.”
    At Devon’s demand, Tory loosened at once. She reached out and began touching Con. Her right hand smoothed over his pectorals. He was all steel strength. All man. She ran her fingers through the coarse curls that littered his chest. He groaned, and it fueled her to do more than touch. Inching her leg up and over his, Tory let her pussy slide along the side of his muscular thigh. Her clit throbbed on contact. Her name passed his lips on a growl. Tory took it as a signal to continue. Encouraged by the hungry sounds coming from both men, she teased her fingers down Con’s ribcage, giving herself free rein. In some dark part of her soul, Tory enjoyed having Devon at her back, watching her touch Con.
    “So sweet, baby,” Con praised, “so damn gentle and sweet.” His rough hands coasted along her overheated skin. One second she lay between the men, and the next she was spread out on top of Con’s huge body. He smiled up at her, then brought her head down for a kiss. His lips, so warm and tender, tasted her as if he wanted to spend a good long time pleasuring each and every part of