He barely noticed the bra being tossed aside as he held her thighs wide with his palms, using his thumbs to part her folds for his tongue to probe and lick, her cream like honey on his tongue, her soft cries of pleasure sweet to his ears.

“Good, Dag?” Chris murmured, his mouth against a nipple. Kassidy writhed beneath them.

“Yeah. So good. Love your pussy, Kassidy. So hot and wet.”

Dag kissed and sucked and licked more. She cried out. His cock strained against his jeans, so he reached down and freed it. “Wanna fuck you, babe,” he groaned. “So bad. I want inside you. Inside your tight little pussy.”

She moaned again, hips lifting against his mouth. He pressed a closed-mouth kiss to her clit, then gently sucked it in, flicked his tongue over it.

“Oh yeah!” Her voice sounded thick. “That feels so good. Oh god.”

Her hand had wrapped around the back of Chris’s head as he moved from one nipple to the other, and Dag stood, stripped off his jeans and underwear and rolled on a condom from his pocket. He knelt again between her legs, this time lifting her ankles high, guiding them to his shoulders, and then he pushed into her. He watched himself enter her, her pussy pulling him in, accepting his girth as if she was made for him.

Fuck. He gritted his teeth. She was tight, and so fucking hot she was scalding his cock. Pleasure licked up every nerve ending like flames, a fiery wave of heat over his body. His balls tightened, pressure gathering, fast and hard. He tightened his buttocks as his hips thrust back and forth, in and out of her. Still holding her ankles, he turned his head and kissed her there, swept his tongue over the fragile bones and soft skin, then pressed her calf to his cheek.

He dragged his gaze up her body, over the flush tinting her chest, breasts rosy from Chris’s attention, and her eyes opened and met his over Chris’s bent head. Awareness sizzled between them, a connection, hot and bright, their gazes locked on each other.

“So good,” she whispered. “It’s so good.”

Chris made a small noise, reached a hand down between her legs and rubbed, seeming to know exactly how she liked it. When she came, her eyes fell closed, her body tightened around him in rippling waves that almost sent him over, soft noises leaking from her mouth.

Chris laid a last kiss on her chest, between her breasts, rolled off the couch and ripped off his pants too, then knelt beside her, offering his stiff dick to her mouth. She turned her head and opened for him. Chris rubbed the head over her lips, around and around, and she turned her gaze up to him, eyes big, gaze fastened on his face as he stroked his cock over her mouth.

“Lick it,” he whispered.

Her tongue came out and stroked over Chris. That was so fucking hot.

Chris pushed inside her then. “Take it all,” he murmured, watching her. “Take it all, sweetheart. You know how to do it. Show Dag how you can do it.”

Dag kept his gaze trained on the sight, Chris’s long, thick flesh disappearing farther and farther into her mouth. She blinked, made a small noise, but held Chris’s gaze as he slowly filled her mouth and throat. He released his cock, slid his hand around the back of her head, pulling her to him. Jesus! Right to the root she took him, until her nose pressed into Chris’s pubes, and then he pulled out. She gave a little gasp.

“Good girl,” Chris said, pushing in again, sliding in and out of her pretty mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. Dag caught glimpses of tongue then Chris pulled out.

“Put out your tongue,” he ordered her. She did and he tapped his cock on it, one, two, three times. Then again. Chris groaned, on his knees, his muscled body taut, tanned, gleaming in the lamplight, the paler cheeks of his ass clenched tight.

Once again, Dag couldn’t believe this was happening. It had been so long. Seeing Chris like that, enthralled, fucking Kassidy’s mouth in a quick, hard rhythm, the rapture on his face made Dag’s heart expand in his chest. His own cock surged too and now there was no holding back, his orgasm exploding in his balls, pleasure racing through his body, through every vein, out of his cock.

“Aaah,” he cried out. “Ah fuck, Kassidy, baby, coming inside you…” And a long groan tore from him as he poured into her, hands tight on her ankles.

“Me too,” Chris grunted, quickening the rhythm. Kassidy curled her fingers around the base of his cock, sucked him with greedy wantonness until he spurted in long streams onto her face, in her mouth. Dag watched, heart pounding, ears buzzing, still pulsing inside Kassidy’s hot little body, watched her suck and lick Chris then swipe her fingers over the cream on her face and pop them in her mouth. Oh man. Oh man.

He fell forward onto her body, gasping for air, felt one of her hands come to rest on his damp back, fingers moving in small strokes.

“You are so hot, sweetheart.” Chris’s words penetrated the fog Dag’s brain was in and he felt Chris move on the couch, realized Chris had bent to kiss Kassidy. Her fingers still caressed his back, though, up and down in small strokes.

“The hottest,” he mumbled in agreement.

He heaved himself up onto the couch and collapsed beside Kassidy, laying an arm across her stomach. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder, his eyes closed. Once again, she’d destroyed him. The two of them had destroyed him, but Kassidy… He’d never been with a woman who turned him on, turned him inside out like she did.

Kassidy tried to breathe. She still tasted Chris in her mouth, her lips humming and burning from taking him so deep, her pussy still pulsing. She licked her lips, let a smile curve her lips, sank into Dag’s hot body on one side of her and Chris’s on the other. She’d loved sucking Chris with Dag watching, his eyes hot and intent, his big cock fucking her at the same time, both of them inside her.

What had happened to her? Kassidy, the good girl. Good girl gone wild was apparently what had happened. Once again she’d had the chance to put a stop to this. But she hadn’t.

Her heart softened and expanded in her chest at remembering Dag’s words, his offer to take the blame for this, to end it if that’s what she wanted. God, he was nice, so much nicer than she’d thought when she’d first met him, that wicked glint in his eye, that bad-boy smile and mocking attitude giving off a whole different impression. There was a lot he kept hidden, she was sure of it, carefully hidden way down deep, and Kassidy had a feeling even Chris didn’t know all of it.

The way he’d watched both of them. He’d watched her, yeah, as he’d fucked her, but his gaze had moved over Chris too, watching his cock slide in and out, watching Chris’s face as she’d sucked him off.

All day long, especially when Dag and Chris had both rubbed sunscreen all over her body, she’d felt as if her senses had been electrified. As if every touch sizzled, the coconut scent of the sun lotion intense and sexy, the sun hot on her skin, the sounds of the water rolling onto the beach a sensual rhythm. She felt sexy. Desirable. Desired.

By two men.

She didn’t even care what people at the beach must’ve thought watching two men rub lotion onto her body with such wickedly sexy strokes.

Dag and Chris started nibbling on her again, little kisses and licks over her shoulders and neck. She shivered, gave a small laugh and hunched her shoulders against the tickling.

“Whatsamatter, Kass?” Chris murmured against her skin. “Too soon?”

“Not for me,” she gasped as Dag kissed his way down her chest, over the slope of her breast and then kissed her nipple. Ooooh. Gawd. Her eyes drifted closed. “But you…”

“Hmmm. Doesn’t seem to be a problem.” And Chris tapped her thigh with his hardening cock.

“Not for me,” Dag said. He sucked her nipple in, her tender nipple, and heat zapped through her. He too rubbed his cock over her leg. He’d gotten rid of the condom in a pile of crumpled tissues on the table. Their condo was turning into a sex palace.