"I hope all good things," I say cheekily.

James’s hands find my hips. Fingers pressing into me again, he leans in and gives me the softest kiss above my ass.

"Only the kind of things a man wants to hear."

I'm not sure what that means, but since I've only given James a blowie, I assume that's what he means. Reaching forward, I move his hand and unravel the towel, allowing it to drop in a heap to the floor. I look down at his length already covered with a condom and make a face of wow with my lips. Men, they're so easy to understand.

He's not huge, thankfully, but a really good size. At least I'll be able to walk tomorrow.

"You ready for tonight? James is going to instruct me on what to do, and you're going to listen."

I feign a purr in the back of my throat. "Ready as I'll ever be. You guys do this often? Tag team?"

He doesn't answer. He threads his fingers through my hair and pulls me in for a kiss. The kiss is a bit sloppy, but I think it's because I can taste some type of liquor on his tongue.

I reach for him, stroking his already hardened length. He thickens in my palm and I rub him a little harder, his hips surging forward. He palms my breasts that are barely covered by my demi bra and steps closer. I tease him with my tongue, my kiss, the fake moan I unleash on him. Behind me, I feel James stand. I hear his belt come undone and the button of his pants.

Much to my surprise, his hand slips around my hip to my sex and his cock nudges my ass cheeks. His body is radiating heat through his clothes and I want so badly to lean back into him, to feel him, but I don't. He drags my hair to the side and his mouth is on the curve of my neck, kissing me softly, lapping his tongue in a sensual circle.

I've had threesomes before, but doing them while being Valentina is proving to be difficult. I know I need to make sure the clients come first, but I’m already hot and bothered from having these two men—having James—touching me.

I forget I’m kissing his friend as James’s hand slides into the front of my panties and finds my clit. The cuff link on his shirt is cool and it shocks my skin as he rubs my pussy. I shift in my stance, giving him access, which is a huge mistake. His fingers slide through my bare seam and feels my wetness. I moan, then gasp loud enough for them both to hear me. Teeth score my flesh and I stroke his friend harder, faster, trying not to focus on James’s attentive fingers.

"She's fuckin' soaked, Reece," James says.

Now I have a name to put with the cock.

James slides two fingers into my wet pussy and I flex around them, my back arching and my ass rearing into his hot waiting cock. There's barely any place to move with how close we're standing. James’s thumb circles my clit and I quickly feel an orgasm rising. I panic because I can't come yet, and I don't know how to stop him when a thought pops into my head.

Reaching behind me, I grip his thick cock and give it a nice squeeze. James groans under his breath. He's as hard as steel and hot as a flame. His fingers stop and his forehead drops to the back of my neck and he breathes hot air across my skin. James slaps my hand away and breaks my kiss with Reece to kiss me.

I lean back, angling my face toward James, as Reece reaches behind my back and undoes my bra with skilled fingers.

My breasts spill over and it feels so good, freeing. I purposely bought a smaller bra to appear bigger, not that I really needed to with my full Cs.

Reece leans down and tugs a nipple into his mouth and I release a real sigh, my back bowing. He sucks hard enough to leave a bruise and I like it. Soft touches are too tame for me, and now my head is a hazy mess of lust because all I can focus on is Reece’s tongue twirling circles around my sensitive bud. I don't know who's palming my other breast and who's playing with my clit and fingering me. All I know is that I'm sandwiched between two men and falling into a dark cavernous pit of pleasure, lust, and sinful desires. I'm so focused on where they're touching me that my mind simmers to rest and I'm left with nothing but feeling.

"Put her on the bed," James orders huskily. "Take her panties off, but leave the shoes and stockings on. I want you to fuck her while I watch, but not yet. Let's get her ready first."

Reece does as James says, and in no time, I'm lying in the center of a plush bed, nervously excited for what’s to come.

I reach my arms above my head, stretching, my hard little nipples in the air and my back arching. The glass of tequila is finally hitting me, and the Percocet is making me feel a little less modest. James moves a chair closer to the bed, then walks back over to the table at a leisurely pace. He removes his watch and pulls out his wallet from his back pocket, placing both on the table. Even in the darkness, his moves are stealthy as a panther.

Reece grabs a drink while I watch James unbutton his shirt and take it off, carefully placing it over the counter. I take in the length of his body as he sips from his crystal glass. He watches me, eyes boring into mine like we're the only ones in the room. His pants are still on, but the top button isn't fastened and the color of his tattoos are dazzling in the lights filtering in through the windows. James is without a doubt a fine fucking man. Fifty-two or not, if we were both free of Sanctuary Cove and that wedding band, I'd fuck him all day every day.

James takes a seat in the chair he moved closer to the bed and spreads his legs to grasp his shaft. He's angled so he has a full view of my pussy, and so we can lock eyes. I won't lie, I love it.

"Spread her legs," James orders. Reece climbs onto the bed and James groans as he views my wet lips. "Lick her clit while you're fingering her pussy."

I clench my eyes shut in defeat. I know there's no way I'm not going to be able to come. Fuck, I just know it. Still, I work to fight it, except Reece's lousy kissing skills work wonders on my throbbing clit and I'm trembling from head to toe. He makes me even more wet, and I pull on his hair and moan, feeling my orgasm climb inch by inch. I can only hope the way his fingers move inside my pussy is the same way his cock will—slow, hard, and teasing. If I didn't have high heels on, my feet would be digging into the mattress and my legs would be scissoring the sides of his body, but I'm immobile. I start panting, trying to think of any random thing to hold off my orgasm, but it doesn't work.

"Grab her wrists and hold them to the bed, Reece." Then, "Valentina," James snaps, and my eyes open. My wrists are securely locked to the mattress now. "Have you ever had two men lick you at the same time?"

I shake my head, but the thought makes my mouth water.

I want that to happen.

James stands and drops his pants to the floor. My stomach flutters as he walks over and stops at the side of the bed. His intense stare makes me yearn for his touch and I see the truth. He wants me just as bad as I want him.

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