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“Repeat it back to me,” Jonathan ordered. “The stoplight.”

“Red means stop,” I panted. A hard, pleasurable tug on my nipple, coupled with the sudden cool breeze between my legs—Alex had tugged the panty material to the side to look at my pussy, bare, for the first time.

Fuck, how was I supposed to talk through this?

I felt myself turn red all over.

“What next, baby girl?” Jonathan asked, and I watched him finally reach for me, too. His big hand slid into my hair, lightly pushing it back from my face at first.

Then, his fingers plunged between the strands and he tugged at my scalp. It tingled, making me want to purr for him. Instead, I answered.

“Yellow, slow down,” I remembered despite my brain’s fog. But all I wanted now wasfaster, harder, more.Then, “Green, keep going. D-don’t stop.”Green, green, green,my body said, begging for this slow torture to turn to satisfaction even if my mouth was still too shy.

“Good girl,” Jonathan said, activating another spark of pure need that had my inner muscles clenching, wanting to be filled. I squirmed, and Jonathan tugged at my hair, pulling me up for another bruising kiss.

Devin moved his delicious mouth to my other nipple, turning my body toward him with rough hands even as Jonathan kept hold of my hair, my mouth.

I was being pulled in two different directions, straining my neck, but I didn’t care.

Then I felt Alex’s slim finger begin to trace exploratorily over my pussy for the first time.

He started by outlining every fold, surveying his new territory.

The wetness he found there only increased as he spread me wide with his thumbs, painting an obscene mental picture even though I couldn’t see him.

Jonathan was still plundering my mouth, his hot tongue roaming the same way Alex’s slim fingers did, and Devin was using his hands to pluck my breasts free from the bra cups now, though my arms stayed semi-restrained at my sides by the straps.

I heard Devin make a low, satisfied noise as he sucked my bare flesh for the first time.

“Fuck, it’s a crime that no one has worshipped these perfect tits before,” I heard him say, and I let out a little pleased cry into Jonathan’s mouth.

It made him growl and pull back, breaking our kiss. I didn’t have any time to process, my pleasure-drunk eyes slow-blinking into awareness, finally focusing to see that he was kneeling beside me now, undoing his shining belt buckle with those big hands.

“You ready for more, baby girl?” Jonathan asked. It could have been tender, a sweet check-in, but the hardness in his voice made it still feel like an order, like I’d better get ready.

I wasn’t sure what I was getting ready for, but my body was excited to find out. I started to nod, then remembered his previous instructions, and let out a raspy, “Yes, sir.”

“Quick learner,” I heard Alex’s cool voice pipe in from the edge of the bed.

As if to reward me for this, he slammed my hips back onto the mattress and a long finger was plunging deep into my aching pussy.

There was enough wetness there to make it an easy glide, but the intrusion still made me cry out.

He didn’t go easy, either.

Without giving me a second to adjust to the feeling of his finger inside me—which felt thicker, broader than I’d expected, not quite stretching my virgin walls, but filling them enough that it felt like a real taste of what was to come—he started to pump.

A rapid, hard in and out thrust that had my body starting to climb a familiar hill of bliss I’d only traversed alone before.

“Hm, and quick in other ways, too,” Alex’s elegant voice added. How could he tell that I was already getting close to an orgasm—the first one ever given to me by someone other than myself?

The light fluttering of my pussy around his thrusting finger must have been the indicator.

It urged him on until he was full-on fucking me with his finger, his thumb coming up to lightly tease my clit for a brief, nearly-painful second before it moved away.

A metallic sound—a zipper pull.

I looked to the spot where Jonathan was kneeling beside me just in time to watchandfeel him grab my hand and place it against the outline of his hard cock in his silky, deep red boxers.