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“I’m going to fuck you this way while you suck on Oakley’s dick.”

It wasn’t a request, though she only had to say no if she didn’t want to. Not that they’d ever attempted anything she’d felt the slightest desire to refuse.

She started to rise up once more, dying to feel him inside her, but Joel gripped her hips and held her still.

“I need to borrow a condom, Oak. I’m out.”

Oakley paused. “What do you mean you’re out?”

“I was going to grab some on the way to Cruisers, but the plan changed and we didn’t go into town.”

“Fuck,” Oakley muttered.

Sadie knew what he was going to say before he said it. She grimaced. “You’re out too?”

Oakley nodded. “We’ve kinda been plowing through them this week. Shit. The last box I had lasted me a year. We bought that ten-pack three days ago and it’s already gone.”

Sadie started to laugh. It wasn’t funny. Not by a long shot, but she loved the brutal honesty she shared with these guys. There was no game-playing, no second-guessing, or trying to pretend to be something they weren’t. So many years as friends had left them with no choice but to speak the truth, because they knew each other too well to fall for bullshit.

Neither man seemed to share her humor. They actually looked like they were in pain. “Look, we probably should have had this conversation a week ago. I’m on the Pill and I’m clean.”

Joel’s arms tightened around her waist, his chin resting on her shoulder as he whispered, “I’ve never taken a woman without a condom.”

“Me either,” Oakley added. She and Joel looked at Oakley with raised eyebrows. He threw his hands up, palms toward them, as he quickly read their unasked question. “Or a guy. I’ve never fucked without a rubber, okay?”

“It’s up to you, Sade. We don’t have to have sex to come.” Leave it to Joel to be the voice of reason at a time when she wanted nothing more than to be wild.

“I don’t want to stop.”

Both men studied her, neither moving for several moments. Then Joel lifted her up until the head of his cock rested at her opening. She cried out when he reversed the motion, pulling her down until she’d taken every lovely inch of him.

“God, Sadie.” His voice contained an amazed sort of reverence that twisted her insides, made her heart beat a little bit faster.

Before she could reply, Joel was moving. Her feet fell to the floor between his and she put her years of doing lunges at the gym to good work. His hands remained on her hips, directing the speed, the depth. Even though she was providing the motion, she didn’t forget who was driving the car.

Oakley stepped closer. Sadie was ready for him. Had been waiting. She lifted her face, reaching out to grasp his cock and pull him even nearer.

He pushed her hand away.

Joel, who slowed down so she could take his friend into her mouth, didn’t miss the action. “Oak?”

“You’ve called the shots this whole week. Tonight, it’s my turn.”

Sadie shivered. Oakley had never given any indication that he possessed the same dominant streak that ran through Joel. The idea that both her lovers would want to command her had her inner muscles clenching tightly.

Joel groaned in response, his breath was ragged when he asked, “What do you want?”

Oakley didn’t reply. Instead, he lifted Sadie’s legs, placing her knees over Joel’s. The position left her wide open, completely spread apart. Joel’s cock was still buried inside her. Sadie leaned back against Joel’s chest, her head resting on his shoulder. Joel kissed her ear, the side of her neck, and then he faced his friend again. “It’s your show, Oakley.”

Oakley grinned at Joel’s offer. “Remember you said that.”

Before Joel could take back his words, Oakley knelt between their outstretched legs, his breath hot and oh-so-fucking close to the place where her body and Joel’s connected.

Oakley wasted no time doing exactly as he pleased—and as she pleased—when he ran his tongue along her clit.

“Holy shit,” she cried out when he repeated the touch. Despite her limited mobility, Sadie found it impossible to remain still. She pressed her thighs against Joel’s to lift herself, greedily seeking more stimulation.

Joel’s hands gripped her waist tightly, adding his own strength to the thrust, lifting her once more. Oakley’s tongue worked magic on her clit until she saw stars. She’d never come as quickly as she had with these two men this week. Sadie was used to having to work hard to find her own release with other lovers. With Oakley and Joel, the problem was the exact opposite. She couldn’t keep herself from coming within minutes. Not that it mattered much. If the past week had taught her anything, it was that she was more than capable of having multiple orgasms.