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  A week ago she'd never have said that about a funky shirt like this. And she was gorgeous in a red body hugging dress and sandals. She'd gotten into the spirit too, with a hibiscus in her hair, tucked behind her ear. He leaned in and pressed a soft but lingering kiss to the side of her lips.

  "You ready for a special night?"

  She tilted her head to the side. "I guess so. I'm not much for Christmas. My family doesn't do presents. They just fly off and ski."

  "You've missed out," he said, holding the door open for her. "I guess I'll have to come up with a special gift for you."

  She quirked a brow, then walked out the door.

  They walked over to Mitch's private cottage overlooking the beach, all glass and modern angles. Justin held Amy's arm as she maneuvered the back steps and bypassed the pool and spa. He didn't bother knocking on the back door, just punched in the security code and slid open the door.

  "You and Mitch must be close if he gave you the code," Amy said as they stepped into Mitch's living room.

  "He trusts me," Justin said with a wink. "Hey, Mitch. We're here!"

  "Be right down," Mitch said from the top of the curving staircase.

  "This place is gorgeous," Amy remarked. "I've never been in here. Modern, yet very comfortable."

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  "Yeah, Mitch likes it to look lived in." From the comfortable cloth-covered sofas to the rugs spread all over the polished tile floor, it made people feel welcome. Justin always felt like he could slip off his shoes and put his feet up. At some rich peoples'

  homes he was afraid to even move, let alone sit down.

  Mitch came downstairs, looking casual as always in khaki pants and a polo shirt.

  And a Santa hat.

  "Cute," Amy said, her lips curving.

  Mitch moved to the bar. "Ho, ho, ho. Gotta get into the spirit. And speaking of...spirits?"

  Justin went to the bar and pulled out a stool for Amy. She slid onto it, giving him a glimpse of upper thigh. Mitch noticed, too.

  "What would you like, Amy?"

  "It's Christmas Eve, Mitch. I'll leave it up to you."

  Mitch arched a brow. "That could be dangerous."

  "I'll live dangerously tonight then."

  The air in the room crackled with tension. Did Amy have any idea what was up? He hoped so. He hoped she wanted what he wanted to give her.

  Mitch fixed drinks and handed them out. Amy took a sip, then another. "Oh. This is really good. What's in it?"

  "You don't want to know," Mitch said.

  "Okay, then," she replied with a tilt of the glass in his direction.

  Whatever was in it, there was a ton of alcohol. Justin shook his head at Mitch. "Are you trying to get my lady drunk?"

  Amy's gaze shot to Justin. He waited for denial. All he saw was warmth and the hint of a smile.

  "Maybe I am," Mitch said. "What happens when you get drunk, Amy?"

  "I lose my inhibitions."

  "Then drink up."

  She laughed. "You're a bad boy, Mitch."

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  "You don't know the half of it, Amy."

  "Maybe I'd like to."

  This was interesting. Justin moved in closer to Amy, his hip brushing her shoulder.

  She leaned alongside him without hesitation, her hair tickling his arm as she rubbed her head against his arm.

  Was she trying to tell him something? He tested his theory by wrapping his arm around her shoulder, lazily tracing her collarbone with his fingertips. Mitch watched intently. Amy watched Mitch, yet didn't try to move Justin's questing fingers as they crept lower, closer to the swell of Amy's breast.

  Justin's cock began to swell, too, and he exchanged glances with Mitch. Mitch's gaze was heated and he didn't seem to want to spend time looking at Justin. His attention shot back to Amy, to Justin's fingers tracing a pattern over Amy's right breast.

  "Do you like that, Amy?" Mitch asked, looking casual and relaxed as he sipped his drink and watched.

  "Yes."

  "Does it bother you that I'm watching?"

  "No, Mitch. It doesn't."

  "Would you mind if I came over there?"

  Amy paused. This was it, Justin thought. Decision time.

  Amy tilted her head back and regarded Justin, indecision clear in her beautiful eyes.

  "Justin, I--"

  "I know what you want, babe."

  She frowned. "I don't understand."

  "You want us both, don't you?"

  Amy's breath caught, held, her heart in her throat.

  You want us both. Justin had said the words, had voiced her naughtiest fantasy. How was she supposed to answer that?

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  With the truth. She'd waited a lifetime for this, and she was seconds from being able to have it. But her feelings for Justin were different than they were for Mitch.

  She was confused.

  "We'll sort us out later. Tonight is just for you. I want this for you," Justin said. "I want to give this to you."

  "You planned this." He knew. Somehow, he knew.

  "Yes. To a certain extent. It's obvious you're attracted to Mitch."

  "And you're okay with that?" Was she okay with it? With Justin being so willing to share her after what she and Justin had done? Her mind whirled with the possibilities.

  And suddenly, Mitch was right there next to her, his hand resting above her left knee.

  "I think the two of you have some personal relationship issues to sort out," Mitch said, sweeping her hair over her shoulder. "But not tonight. Tonight is for fun. Just the three of us."

  The three of us. Dear God, could she?

  She looked down where Mitch's hand rested on her leg. "Mitch, you're a client."

  "Not tonight, Amy. Tonight, I'm a man who finds you incredibly desirable. Tonight, Amy, you're fired."

  She sucked in a breath, certain the room was spinning. Her mind was awash with thoughts--too many to sort through.

  "Maybe it's time to stop thinking and just enjoy," Justin said, licking the sensitive spot just underneath her earlobe. "Maybe it's time to give yourself a Christmas gift--two men to unwrap, Amy."

  She shuddered at the thought. Two men. Just for her.

  What the hell was she waiting for? She'd never have another moment like this. She'd be insane to pass it up.

  She tilted her head back to look at Justin while she placed her hand over Mitch's.

  "Yes."

  Justin leaned in and took her mouth, kissing her with a passion that took the last of her breath. At the same time, Mitch's hand moved up her leg, creeping toward her thigh.

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  He leaned in, the warmth of his breath caressing her neck. When his lips pressed against her throat, she shuddered at the sensation of being cocooned between the two of them.

  Neither one of them crowded her, pushed her too fast. Instead, they...worshipped her, with slow, deliberate kisses meant to drug her, to turn her on, to bring her pleasure.

  She was going crazy, her mind going off like sparklers on the Fourth of July as she tried to process what was happening. Instead of two hands on her body, there were four.

  Instead of one set of lips, there were two. On her mouth, her neck, her shoulder, the swell of her breasts. Hands moved to the straps of her dress, dragging them down her shoulders and arms. They stood her up and moved her into the living room--to the sofa, she thought, she really wasn't sure because someone was kissing her while she was led into the other room. They swapped, first Justin's mouth on her, and then Mitch would drag her into his arms and press his lips to hers.

  She didn't need alcohol. She was drunk on sensual kisses, languorous caresses to every part of her exposed skin. They stood her between them and she felt the tug of her zipper. She was facing Mitch no
w as Justin pulled her dress down, baring her breasts to Mitch.

  In all her menage fantasies, she thought she'd be embarrassed to be laid bare in front of two men. Instead, she felt exhilarated, empowered, like a goddess undressing for her subjects. Men who were about to pleasure her--because tonight, it really was all about her. And she reveled in it with unashamed abandon, didn't care that she felt selfish about it. This was only going to happen once and she intended to make the most of it.

  "You are so beautiful," Mitch said, reaching out to trace his fingers over her breasts.

  Her nipples puckered as he circled her areolas, then cupped her breasts and skimmed her nipples with his thumbs. She gasped when Justin pushed in behind her, holding her breasts.

  "Lick them," Justin urged, and Mitch did just that, placing his mouth over one distended nipple.

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  Mitch sucked and licked her nipple--first one, then the other. Justin's cock was hard against her ass. She could only imagine the picture they presented. Her, naked from the waist up, leaning against one man while another sucked her nipples.

  She wasn't unwrapping her Christmas gift. She was the gift, and she was the one being unwrapped. And she wouldn't have it any other way, especially when Mitch tugged on her dress, letting it drop to her ankles. He bent down and pulled the dress away from her feet, leaving her wearing only her red silk thong.

  "Now there's one hell of a sweet Christmas present," Mitch said, his eyes sparkling with devilish delight. He stayed on his knees, pulled the fabric aside and planted his mouth over her throbbing sex.

  Amy cried out. Mitch's tongue licked the length of her, lapping up the juices pouring from her pussy. Before she could recover, he moved to her clit, drawing slow, lazy circles around the tight bud until she wanted to scream.

  "Is it everything you imagined?" Justin asked, his voice low and husky. He plucked her nipples as he watched Mitch over her shoulders.

  "Yes," she managed through gritted teeth. "Oh, yes."

  "It's only just beginning, babe. We're going to make you come over and over again."

  She might not survive Christmas Eve. She didn't think she cared. Not when Mitch was bringing her closer and closer to orgasm, and Justin's fingers danced over her nipples, his tongue laving her neck until her pulse threatened to jump out her throat.

  She was dizzy, overwhelmed, tuned into every sensation, trying to commit it all to memory, yet wanting to enjoy it as it happened. She was close, oh so close, and she began to pump against Mitch's face. He teased his fingers along her swollen slit, sliding two inside her pussy to pump fuck her in slow gentle rhythm as he latched onto her sex and began swirling his tongue around her clit.

  "Oh, God. I'm coming," she cried, tensing against Justin as she flooded Mitch's face.

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  her head back to kiss her, forcing his tongue into her mouth and licking at hers until she was wound up and sparking with arousal yet again.

  Mitch kissed his way up her belly, her ribs, lingering at her breasts to tease her nipples again. She didn't think she could cope with this much sensation, yet the more they gave her, the more she craved. Mitch pulled her from Justin's arms, gathering her close and kissing her deeply, letting her taste her come on his mouth. She licked at him, whimpering with need as he palmed her buttocks and drew her against his erection.

  She heard the rustle of clothing behind her. She shivered, thinking about Justin getting naked.

  "Can you stand, honey?" Mitch asked.

  She nodded. "Barely."

  Mitch grinned, placed her gently on her own two feet, then pulled his shirt off and began to unzip his pants. Amy swallowed. Justin tapped her shoulder and passed her a cocktail. She took a long swallow, parched from her whimpering and panting--God, she'd been like a bitch in heat, begging for it. And she wanted more. Her sexual drought was over. The monsoon had begun and she was eager to stand right in the middle of it and get soaked.

  Especially when Mitch removed his pants. He was so different from Justin. Justin's chest was bare, Mitch had a crop of dark hair covering his chest. His cock was long where Justin's was thick. Her pussy quivered at the thought of what was going to happen, anticipation trickling down her thigh.

  Amy wanted to experience both of them, inside her, to suck one while the other fucked her. She wanted it in so many ways, just like in her fantasies.

  And she wanted it now.

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  she concentrated on was the feel of his lips sliding across hers--so smooth, yet so demanding. The way he crushed her body to his in such a possessive manner thrilled her.

  He made her feel like she was the only woman for him.

  Maybe she was.

  Maybe she wanted to be.

  Don't think, Amy. Not now. Just feel.

  As she kissed Justin, Mitch moved behind her, his cock rubbing against her hip as he leaned in to press his lips against the column of her spine. He drew her away from Justin's greedy mouth, dragging her onto his lap on the sofa.

  "Condoms are in the downstairs bathroom, left hand drawer," Mitch said.

  Justin nodded and left the room. Mitch drew Amy's hair to the side and licked her neck.

  "God you smell good. I could lick you all over."

  She shuddered at the wet warmth of Mitch's tongue against her skin, his hands roaming her body and his cock pressing against her lower back.

  "I need to fuck you, Amy. I need to fuck you while Justin watches. Do you want that?"

  Mitch painted an erotic visual she couldn't wait to explore. "Yes. I want that, Mitch." She was so wet she was drowning in it, throbbing incessantly at the thought of what was about to happen.

  Justin returned, his gaze riveted on Mitch's wandering hands. Amy's legs were spread over Mitch's thighs, exposing her pussy to both of them.

  "Damn, you have a pretty pussy, Amy," Justin said, taking his cock in his hand and stroking it as he stood beside the edge of the sofa.

  Mitch cupped Amy's thighs and pulled her up so her butt rested on his stomach. "I don't want to wait," he said, holding out his hand to Justin. Justin grabbed a condom packet and handed it to Mitch. Once Mitch had it on, he positioned Amy over his cock, letting her slide down onto the head.

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  In the meantime, Justin leaned over, dragging his fingers through her hair to grab her attention. He wanted her mouth, kissing her again just as Mitch seated his cock fully inside her. Amy pulsed around him, overwhelmed with sensation. Mitch's shaft moved in and out of her with a slow, deliberate rhythm, his hands covering her breasts and doing delicious things to her nipples. Justin licked at her tongue, then pulled away and held her head in place as he replaced his mouth with his cock. She grabbed his cockhead between her lips, licking the wide crest before capturing it in her mouth and sucking it with a greedy hunger.

  She had them both now, and Mitch held onto her hips, fucking her with gentle ease while Justin stroked his cock between her lips--soft velvet combing her tongue with salty liquid, signaling
his pleasure. She stared up into his tightly strained face. He was watching her, his gaze switching between her face and where she and Mitch were connected. He held the back of her head as he pumped into her mouth, and she reached up to cradle his balls in her hand, giving them a tender squeeze. He hissed and tightened his fist in her hair. She knew he held back, trying not to bruise her throat by fucking her mouth hard, but she wanted his passion, especially with Mitch being so soft and gentle with his stroking of her pussy.

  She needed more, and let Mitch know. It was time to direct this game. She leaned back and took Justin's cock out of her mouth, then maneuvered herself into a standing position.

  "Need a break?" Mitch asked.

  She shook her head. "Oh no. Just a position change. I want you to lean back on the sofa this way." She directed Mitch to recline against one end of the couch. When he did, she straddled him, sliding down on his cock until he was buried deep inside her. She pulsed, gripping him, and Mitch held onto her hips, pumping upward. She gasped, fighting for control, then gave Justin a look over her shoulder.

  "Are you sure?" he asked, coming toward her, his cock still wet from her mouth.

  "Yes. And hurry." She was already anticipating the moment he would fill her--they would fill her. Just like her fantasies.

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  She turned away and placed her palms on Mitch's chest. He smiled up at her, swept her hair away from her face, and lifted his hips, driving his shaft deeper. She gasped, her lips parted, sucking in air.

  Justin kneeled on the sofa, his hands on her buttocks.

  "Tell me again this is what you want, Amy."

  She reached behind her, her fingers curling over his cock. "Justin, please. Yes, I want you."

  "Christ," he whispered, right before he spread her ass cheeks and cool liquid spread over her anus, followed by his fingers, coating her with lube.

  Amy turned away, tangling her fingers in the crisp mat of hair on Mitch's chest, her pussy contracting around his cock. She heard the foil packet tearing, then felt Justin maneuvering behind her.

  "Have you ever been fucked in the ass, Amy?" Justin asked, caressing her lower back.

  "No."

  "Ever stuck a toy in there, like a dildo?"

  God, did he know all her secrets? "Yes."

  "Did you fantasize about two men fucking you?" Mitch's gaze was intent, curious, his eyes like the crystal water they'd sailed over earlier today.