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Rodrigo, waiting to get at her clit from the front.
    I can’t take advantage of her. I’d never be able to look myself in the mirror again.
    Rodrigo looked up, regret already setting in, and met deep blue eyes blanketed in a haze that could only be lust.
    Her lips red and full, as if she’d already been thoroughly kissed, Abby locked in on Rodrigo with a stare he could not have broken if he wanted to. “Do it,” she said, a husky plea in her voice. “Please.” She shifted that glazed stare to Braden too. With one rock of her hips, she teased both men’s fingers with a taste of heaven. “I need it.”
    Shit. Permission.
    Rodrigo looked to Braden, and the man nodded.
    I can’t fucking believe I’m doing this. With Abby. With another man.
    Ten months of wanting overtook any uncertainty nagging at Rodrigo. His balls pulled, and his cock pumped beads of early seed against his sweats, spurring him on. One more glance to Braden and Rodrigo saw the man already inching deeper between Abby’s thighs. Rodrigo looked down at his own hand, and while he watched himself, he pushed his fingers between Abby’s legs from behind, over fucking wet folds, and found paradise.
     
    Dear God.
    Abby bit her lip and tried not to scream. But oh, Holy Mother, she had never had a man’s hands on her quite like this before.
    Correction. Two men’s.
    Jesus God, Rodrigo slid those long fingers of his along her slit, rubbing back and forth, back and forth, splitting her open the slightest bit with each pass to torment the entrance to her sex. And Braden, damn, he rubbed two digits in a circle pattern over the hood protecting her clit, sparking hints of shivery sensation into her belly and giving Abby a prelude to the deeper pleasure that would soon come.
    Forget a buildup or foreplay. Abby’s pussy already throbbed terribly, aching for release. She rolled her hips, reaching for a more complete handling from these two men. She hadn’t had a man’s hands on her in years, she hadn’t slept a full night in two weeks, and emotionally, she’d never stepped so far out on a ledge with another human being than she had with Rodrigo and Braden last night. Calling them, admitting to the nightmares, confessing to her inability to sleep, and then letting them comfort her by sharing a bed exposed raw places inside Abby she had never allowed to see the light of day. The night of firsts had opened a place that once breached now flooded out of her in a torrent. It felt like razor-sharp claws scratched at her skin from the inside, and she needed nothing more than these two men to own her right now and take her to a place where she could explode.
    “Rodrigo.” Abby reached down and grabbed his hip. “Braden.” She latched on to him too. “Don’t play. Make me come.” She dug her fingers into their hard flesh, wishing she could tear into them with the same animal rawness she felt inside herself right now. “Please.”
    In an instant, Braden seared himself to Abby’s front, and Rodrigo rode her back, sandwiching her in an inferno of body heat from which she didn’t care if she got burned. Braden buried his face against her throat, and Rodrigo grazed her shoulder with his teeth and tucked into her nape. As the first licks of tongues branded Abby’s skin, drawing a fast gasp from her, Rodrigo yanked her thigh back over his flank, spreading her open below.
    Cool air whispered over the slick moisture covering Abby’s pussy, inducing another tremor. Before a second brush of chill could touch her exposed sex, Rodrigo and Braden took her over with their fingers—Jesus, their entire hands—driving away even the slightest brush of cold.
    Oh, oh God.
    Abby bit her lip as everything inside her wound into a tighter coil. “God…God, yes.” She bucked and cried out as Rodrigo drove two long fingers into her shivering channel, taking, deeper and deeper until he could go no more. With one twist of his digits, he seemed to touch her everywhere inside with just