“That’s it, sweetheart,” Deacon coaxed. “Fuck my fingers.”

“She’s so wet,” Cole groaned. “So fucking perfect. Like velvet honey.”

She let out a sigh when she felt fingers slide inside her. She didn’t know who was who anymore, only that she was open wide for them while they brought fire to her pussy with eager pumps, that gifted her ecstasy one thrust at a time.

Deacon leaned over the table, dropping her palm. He squeezed her breast in his hand as he crashed his lips to hers. Cole kept one hand between her legs as he moved behind her. He pushed the fabric of her dress aside, exposing her nipple. It perked in the cold. He sucked it between his teeth.

“Oh God,” she mewed softly.

Deacon’s kiss deepened. He nipped at her lips before his tong

ue slid along hers, twisting and moving as his fingers toyed with her clit. She’d wanted to know what it would be like to be kissed by him. It was more than she imagined.

Cole’s mouth was hot and wet as he sucked harder on her nipple. He pushed her leg wider and then she whimpered when his fingers pushed inside her at the same time as Deacon’s. They were thick together. The heat was unbelievable. Cole’s lips on her breast. Deacon’s tongue thrusting in her mouth.

Their fingers fucking her with fever as she bucked under the dining table. The candlelight flickered in front of her and the wine glasses sloshed wine as the movements became more frantic. As they began to take her body to a beautiful place. Each one in his own way.

And then it came crashing down around her. The orgasm came out of nowhere, taking her by storm. Slashing through her body. Pouring through her blood like molten rain.

She came hard on their fingers, while her palms slapped the table with powerful jolts. She didn’t know how to steady herself. How to accept the pleasure. It was overwhelming. The waves spilled through her as the storm reached its peak in her core before the rain turned to a gentle mist and soothed her body.

She fought for breath as they moved their hands away. Cole covered her breast with the stretched fabric of her dress and took his seat. Deacon poured another glass of wine and sat next to her.

Abby tried to slow her pulse. She was speechless. The orgasm was still numbing her limbs.

“Should I check on the flight for tomorrow?” Cole asked.

“Sounds good. I think the pilot should have everything set, but not a bad idea,” Deacon answered.

She sat between them, trying to gain her balance. Trying to make sense out of what they had done. How amazing she felt. How the room was still spinning. How they acted as if it didn’t happen.

Abby placed her palms on the table. She needed space to think.

“I think I’m going to go upstairs. I’m going to my room and make sure Douglas packed everything,” she announced.

They looked at her.

“Everything ok, sweetheart?”

She looked in Deacon’s dark eyes and then at the sparkle in Cole’s.

She nodded. “Mmhmm. Good night.”

“We leave at seven,” Cole called after her.

“Before you go…”

She turned around at Deacon’s words. “Yes?”

“There is always another deal, sweetheart. Consider this to be our offer.”

She nodded slowly.

Abby managed to make it all the way to the banister before her knees wobbled and she had to grab the railing before she fell in a puddle on the floor.

15

Abby

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