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Heath warned, “Sweetheart, I’m going to be up close and personal with that sweet pussy soon. No need to hide it.”

When she slowly dropped her hands, Heath took in the darker blonde curly hair at the crux of her pale, slender thighs.

“I didn’t shave…” She swallowed. “I don’t shave.”

“Good,” Heath said. “Any man who insists a woman shave bare needs to go sit the fuck down. Most of us don’t give a shit whether you’re shaved or not.”

“Let me guess…the former tool you were with insisted you shave?” Dayne asked, once again wearing an annoyed expression.

She nodded. “Yes, and I hated it.”

“Was that the only way he’d eat you out?” Dayne asked next.

“Yes.”

“And how often was that?” Heath asked. If that assholemadeher shave, then he better have made the same sort of effort when it came to putting his mouth on her pussy.

“Not often,” she admitted. “I began to think something was wrong…down there.” She glanced over at Heath. “So, you don’t have to…”

“I’m assuming nothing is wrong and he only used it as an excuse to be selfish.”

“My doctor said I was fine. No issues at all.”

Jesus fucking Christ.Heath wanted one minute in a dark alley with this dude. It sounded like he was the one with the issues, not her. Selfish lovers sucked. It was probably why she was so unsure about herself.

Heath would love to see her fully naked, but he needed to have patience. Getting naked in front of two men she knew less than a whole day would be a major step for her.

“If you’re still worried about anyone seeing you partiallynaked,” Dayne started, “you really shouldn’t be, Cara. You’re absolutely beautiful and the rest of the world is missing out.”

“Thank you for allowing us to be the privileged ones,” Heath added and moved to stand on the opposite side of the sawhorse from Dayne.

Chapter Nine

Dayne wasn’t lyingwhen he said Cara was absolutely beautiful. Her body might be on the slender side but she still had plenty of feminine curves. Heath’s preference might not be a shaved pussy, but Dayne didn’t care either way. Shaved, trimmed, or the Amazon jungle…he was good with it all. It was the same when it came to men.

All he cared about was proper hygiene and great sex.

He and Heath now faced each other with only the sawhorse separating them. But it shouldn’t be. Cara should be bent over between them.

His cock was so damn hard right now, he was anxious to get her lips wrapped around it as soon as possible. Only, he knew there would be a delay before that happened. As soon as he pulled out his cock, questions would be forthcoming.

He was used to it by now.

Heath tapped the top of the sawhorse. “C’mere, sweetheart. Bring your jeans with you.” When she did, he plucked the denim from her fingers, folded them, and placed them on top of the sawhorse to help cushion her bare hips. Hepointed to the floor in front of him. “Stand here facing Dayne.”

She shifted into place.

She was only naked from the waist down and Dayne preferred she lose her blouse, too, but…baby steps. After this morning and now this, she was at least headed in the right direction and not sprinting to leave the resort in her rearview mirror.

Both Heath and Cara stared at Dayne, waiting for him to pull out his cock. He unfastened his jeans and warned, “Cara, just be cautious of your teeth.”

She raised one eyebrow. “Do you plan to give me a reason to bite you?”

Dayne chuckled. “Biting has nothing to do with it.” He shoved his jeans and underwear off his hips and down his thighs. Far enough to completely expose his cock and balls.

And waited for their reaction.

He had one of the more common penis piercings: a frenum piercing. He didn’t regret getting it one bit. That was after he had canceled his appointment twice before finally getting the balls to do it.