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wanted
was Reno.
    “Ah fuck,” Arden moaned from the bed. “Yeah, that’s
it. Make me come. Shit.”
    Cam grunted in response. He thrust the fingers into
her, and Arden screamed, stiffened, then convulsed.
Sweat glistened on her skin, making it shine. Her eyes were droopy, face lax as
she gazed at Cam as he petted her. They kissed, Arden’s fingers in her man’s hair, his on her face. Indy smiled. The two stayed
like that, seemingly oblivious to her in the room, and Indy liked that. She
squeezed her thighs together, the wet evidence of her arousal sticky. After a
while, Arden broke up the kissing session by rolling off the bed. Cam stretched
out on his back, an arm under his head, looking on as Arden secured the
strap-on on her hips. She moved closer to the bed, fisting the thickly-veined
silicon cock.
    “Come here,” Arden said to Cam.
    Tough guy Cam didn’t hesitate. He got on his hands
and knees and crawled to Arden, looking up at her in silence, love in his eyes.
    “Suck me.”
    Cam went to work, bobbing on the flesh-colored toy,
reaching between his legs to pull on his nuts and pump his cock. Indy tweaked
her nipples, then worked a hand between her legs to
press a finger to her clit.
    Head thrown back, Arden grabbed a fistful of Cam’s
hair and thrust, fucking his mouth hard. Cam drooled around the dick in his
mouth. He’d done that before, Indy could tell. He knew the techniques, had that
shit down pat.
    Like
Reno .
He’d been hesitant to take things in that direction, and Indy hadn’t forced him.
She’d simply allowed him to recognize how good it could be. Rimming him,
teasing him with a finger, that was all she’d done, and the next thing she
knew, he was offering up his ass, wanting to at least try.
    She loved that about him. That he’d tried for her.
What had she done for him?
    “Yeah, good boy.” Arden praised Cam. “Suck that cock. Get it nice and wet so I can fuck you with
it.”
    Cam shuddered. Hips snapping, Arden picked up the
tube of lube she’d dropped on the bed. She tapped Cam on the shoulder, and he
took it, lubing his fingers without taking his mouth off Arden’s cock.
    Reaching behind him, Cam pressed two fingers to his
ass and sank deep with a groan both Indy and Arden echoed. That shit was too
hot. Stuffing a fist to her mouth, Indy circled her hole with the pad of one
finger then pushed it, eyes glued to the fingers in Cam’s ass.
    Damn.
    She lifted her hips, better access as she eased
another finger into her pussy. She thrust in time to Arden’s hips moving, to
the fingers Cam used to stretch himself. He humped the digits while fisting the
fake dick.
    “Enough.” Arden yanked Cam off. “Turn around.” She
hurriedly lubed up the toy.
    Cam’s movements were a blur, but soon enough he
presented his ass to Arden, who slapped a cheek before guiding the strap-on
home. Cam’s muscles bunched and flexed when he arched, head thrown back.
    “Fuck.” He groaned the word, stretching it, as Arden
slid into him and bottomed. “Oh shit.” He pumped his cock. “Argh!”
    Indy fucked herself with three fingers, hips
jerking, as she greedily watched Arden take Cam. Arden pulled out, all the way
out, slowly, then thrust in hard and fast. Cam yanked
on the sheets.
    “God, right there.” He
canted his ass higher, cheek flat on the bed. “Fuck me,” he grunted as if
through gritted teeth. “Hard.”
    Arden worked him hard, the slap of their skin an
added stimulus. Indy fucked herself, thumb sliding over her clit as she bit her
lip to hide her own groans. She’d thought watching Reno take her, watching his
ass swallow her fake cock was the sexiest thing ever, but this, watching Cam
and Arden was right up there.
    Sweat shone on the couple’s skin, the candlelight
casting erotic shadows. She inhaled their scent with a shudder. Eyelids
lowered, she got off on that smell and the sounds, Cam’s gasps and grunts,
begging for more and Arden’s moans, her low but confident voice as she