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“Did you notice how she responded when you used your teeth?” Evan sounds fascinated.

“Yeah?” Callum is loving this new piece of information.

“Do it again,” Evan urges him. “Watch.”

Callum’s teeth graze my shoulder. My body responds. My muscles tighten.

They’re analyzing my reactions. I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. They are looking for ways to please me, and now I’m enjoying this even more.

“She makes this sound when you get the angle right.” Callum’s fingers demonstrate, curling inside me. “Here.”

I whimper.

“Show me,” Evan urges.

They’re comparing techniques and trading information, but their focus is completely on me.

“She responds to pressure here.”

“Watch how she moves when you use your finger and tongue at the same time.”

They’re learning me together, and every discovery makes them better at reading my body.

This is unbelievable. This is so hot.

“Can I take the blindfold off?”

“Why?” Callum asks.

“I want to see you. Both of you.”

“Your call, Red.”

I reach up and pull the mask off myself. Blinking in the light, I see that both men are shirtless now. When did that happen?

Callum’s pupils are blown wide. Evan’s mouth is wet, and his hair is disheveled, because of me.

Callum’s already reaching for a condom from my nightstand. Thankfully, Sandra had those stocked for me when I first moved in. She really does think of everything.

Callum rolls on the condom. “I can fuck you from behind, or you can ride me. Lady’s choice.”

I process both options. Both sound good. But I want to watch his face. I want the control.

“I’ll ride you.”

His grin is absolutely wicked.

He lies back against my headboard. I straddle his thighs. Evan moves beside us and places his hand on my lower back, steadying me.

I sink down slowly, taking him inch by inch, watching his face the whole time.

His hands grip my hips. “Fuck, Red. Look at you taking me like this.”

I bottom out, and both of us are trying to catch our breath.

I start moving. Slow at first. Testing the angle, the depth. Finding what feels best.

Callum tries to control the rhythm with his hands on my hips. Guiding.