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Drew stopped biting her and placed soft kisses on every spot he had bitten, which caused her to moan. He pulled back, and in a low voice said, “She’s yours now, Aaron.”

Elsie sagged against the spanking bench. How much more could she take?

Aaron didn’t wait. He spanked her fast, unlike John’s slow, methodical slaps.

Aaron’s were short, sharp, and stung with every contact against her ass and her thighs.

She cried, hurting but wanting to come all at the same time.

Abruptly the spanking stopped and Elsie felt strangely exhilarated despite the pain radiating throughout her body. Her pussy ached for John to be inside her. She wanted to feel that fullness again as he stretched her wide and took her deep.

He helped her back to her feet, caught her as she stumbled and brought her around to face him. His kiss was strong and urgent, his mouth taking hers and for a moment she lost herself in the swirl in her mind from his kiss.

John broke their kiss and she caught him around the neck as he grabbed her by the thighs and raised her so that she could wrap her legs around his hips. Her thighs burned from her spankings where he touched. Over his shoulder she saw Aaron and Drew, both men with intense desire in their eyes. Aaron’s a smoky brown while blond-haired Drew’s brown eyes looked almost black.

When they reached the bed, John turned and eased them both on the enormous bed so that she was straddling him and he was looking up at her. She caught her breath.

She’d never had her Dom allow himself to be beneath her. They’d always been in the dominant position.

His blue eyes were intense as her folds cradled his cock, wetting it. A foil package landed on the bed beside them and Elsie glanced up to see Drew already sheathed and spreading a generous amount of lubricant over his erection. She swallowed, looking at Aaron’s naked cock, knowing what was coming next.

With shaking fingers she took the foil package that she picked up off the bed, tore it open with her teeth and drew out the soft rubber. Heart pounding, she eased back so 50

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that she could roll the condom down John’s erection. She was so wet, so horny, so ready for this moment.

“That’s it, sweetheart,” John said as she rose up and he grasped her waist. She caught her breath as he slowly slid her down his cock, thick and long and filling her completely.

Automatically she started to ride him, loving the feel of him moving in and out of her pussy. She loved him there, loved him inside her.

Then Aaron was in front of her, kneeling on the bed, and Drew behind her, his cock nudging the tight ring of her anus.

She tensed and her eyes widened. This was really happening.

But John said, “You can do this, baby. You can do it and you’re going to love it.”

Elsie groaned as Drew brought her ass cheeks wide and started to fill her from behind. She’d had plenty of anal sex and had had plugs inserted, but nothing as big as Drew’s cock. Her muscles clamped down on him as he pushed his way into her and she groaned louder when he completely buried himself deep inside her. Her ass burned from the contact of his hips against her sore flesh, but the pain of his entry and the pain of her spankings blended into sweet pleasure.

“Oh God,” she moaned. The two cocks were so deep inside her she felt as if they were almost touching.

Drew and John began to slowly fuck her and she moaned with every thrust. It was unlike anything she’d ever experienced or had expected to experience in her lifetime.

John brought her face down to his and kissed her hard before Aaron fisted his hands in her hair and drew her up so that his cock was pressed to her lips. She opened her mouth and let him slide inside her. He gripped her hair tight as he fucked her mouth and John and Drew fucked her pussy and ass.

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They moved their hands over her at the same time they kept up their slow, rhythmic strokes. The sensations were wild, intense, unbelievable. The three men filled her up so completely. Her ass and thighs stung, adding to the pleasure of the moment.

Her orgasm was coming toward her, another thunderstorm even bigger than the last. She knew when she came this time that she was going to lose all control.

The men began to fuck her faster, building up what was already at an alarming high inside her. Without thinking she began to fight them, fight what they were doing to her.

“Hold on, sweetheart,” John said as he drove up, harder and harder.

Her eyes watered and her moans were swallowed with Aaron’s cock deep inside her mouth.

“That’s it.” John gripped her stinging hips as Drew continued to pummel her ass.

“Hold on, hold on.”

Elsie was close to crying. Her whole body was tense and she felt like she was going to explode.

“Come now, sweetheart,” John said, and that was all it took.

Elsie’s body felt like it was coming apart. Aaron grunted and his come filled her mouth and she automatically swallowed as she thrashed. When Aaron pulled his cock from her mouth, she let out the scream that she hadn’t been able to let loose until that moment.

She felt both Drew and John climax, their cocks pulsing inside her as her body clenched around them both. It seemed to go on forever, the pleasure and the pain, until finally she collapsed as they rolled to the side and she was sandwiched between Drew and John.

Darkness slipped over her and she faded away.

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Elsie snuggled up to John as they lay in his bed. He had his arm around her, and her face rested against his muscular chest. She was absolutely exhausted from the

“party” last night. The fact that she’d had sex with three men just blew her mind.

But right now she was cuddling the man she truly wanted to be with. He smelled so good, so masculine. After she’d passed out last night, she’d woken in John’s arms and Drew and Aaron were gone. He’d helped her dress and they’d left and gone straight to his home. She’d felt kind of tipsy, as if she’d had too much to drink, and she hadn’t had any alcohol.

Once they reached John’s home they took a luxurious bath and then he tucked her in bed, his big arms wrapped around her, holding her tight. The scents of clean linens and soap from their bath last night was comforting along with John’s masculine scent that made her feel as if she was home.

“Good morning, sweetheart,” John said in a gravelly voice as he pressed his lips to her hair.

“It is.” She snuggled closer and discovered it could be a
very
good morning if the size of his erection was any indication.

John pumped his hips, rubbing his cock against her belly, and she gave a soft moan.

He matched her with a loud groan as he rolled her onto her back and slid between her thighs. Being on her back made her ass burn deliciously from last night’s spankings, adding to the wet heat in her pussy.

He nuzzled the curve of her neck. “I wish I could fuck you with nothing between us,” he murmured.

She was on the Pill, but she never took chances no matter how much she trusted a man. Not until they were both fully vetted.

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John reached into the drawer of his nightstand and pulled out a package. In moments he had his erection sheathed and drove straight into her before she had a chance to prepare to take him in.

With a loud gasp she arched her back and wrapped her thighs around his hips. He pumped his cock hard and fast and Elsie gave soft cries with every thrust. The feel of him inside her and the continual burn of her ass and thighs drove her closer and closer to a powerful climax.

This time she let the energy shoot through her, skyrocketing to tingle at every nerve ending of her body. She shouted loud and long and John followed her moments later with a load groan, a few more slams of his hips and the pulse of his cock inside her core.

John sank against her, his weight heavy but welcome. Elsie gave a contented sigh and he raised his head and gave her a sensual smile. His blond hair was sleep rumpled, his blue eyes heavy-lidded, his muscles corded and powerful as he braced himself above her and he had the shadow of a beard—she’d never seen anyone as sexy as he looked right at that moment

* * * * *

It was only a matter of days before John knew he was head over fucking heels in love with Elsie. Love at first sight?
Bullshit
, he’d always thought. Now he couldn’t imagine life without her and her sweet personality, the ever-changing colors of her hazel eyes and her flame-red hair. So elegant and refined during the day, and so hot and wanton at night.

He’d had plenty of relationships, and mostly throwaway where he and the woman would have a fling and part ways amicably. He’d never wanted more than that. There were too many good-looking women to enjoy to be tied down to one.

As he stared out his office window he wondered what Elsie was doing right at this moment. They’d decided it
wasn’t
a good idea for the two of them to work together.

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They’d be going at it like fucking bunnies all the time. He rubbed his cock through his slacks. That pink rabbit with the drum had nothing on them.

The sky was cloudy, threatening to rain like it had the day she’d first walked into his office. What was it? A week ago? God, it seemed like it had been months instead of days.

Right this minute she was still at work consulting for the company where her contract was about to run out in the next week or so. She’d told him that often between jobs she’d take time off—usually her contracts were lucrative enough that she could afford it.

He just needed to convince her to take that time off now and spend it with him instead of spending it looking for a full-time position, or even another contract job. He hadn’t taken a vacation in who knew how long, and he had an efficient staff that could manage without him for a couple of weeks. Hell, a month even.

John drew his cell phone out of its holster and pressed the speed dial number he’d programmed in for Elsie’s cell.

She answered on the third ring, her voice breathless and low as she said, “Hi, John,”

in her sexy fuck-me voice that made him harder than ever.

He adjusted his raging hard-on through his slacks. He could picture her in his office now, on her knees, sucking his cock.

“What are you doing, sweetheart?” His words always seemed to be low and husky when he spoke to Elsie. He felt like he was in high school again. It was like he could barely speak around her.

John imagined her twirling a strand of her red hair around her finger. “Staring at a computer screen and thinking about you.”

A groan rose up in his throat that he barely held back. “And what were you thinking?”

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“About going down on you in your office with your whole staff on the other side of that door.” Her words made him groan again. “It would be so hot just knowing they had no clue what we were doing—or maybe they’d be trying to guess if I was fucking their boss.”

“You’re being a very bad girl, Elsie.” He couldn’t stop rubbing his erection through his slacks. “Teasing me will only get you punished.”

“Who, me?” she said and he pictured her doing her best to look innocent. “I would never tease you about wanting you to come here, where I’m working, and do me in this backroom.”

“Oh, I definitely think you’ve earned a punishment…or two.” He leaned forward and toyed with a pen on his desk. “Any plans for the first couple of weeks in February?”

He imagined her tucking the strand of hair behind her ear. “Well, no.”

“How about skiing in Colorado?” To his surprise he actually felt
nervous
about asking her and what her response might be.

A pause. “I—well…I don’t know how to ski.”

He smiled. She wasn’t saying no. “I’ll teach you, sweetheart.”

“I’m scared to death of anything fast, John.”

“Bunny slopes,” he said, thinking of that pink rabbit and almost laughing. “We’ll keep things slow and easy until you’re ready to move faster.”

Like their relationship. Zero to sixty as far as his heart was concerned, but he knew he’d have to take it slower with her.

“Sure,” she said after another pause, and he blew out a breath of relief. “But I’ll warn you in advance that I’m not crazy about snow.”

“How about hot chocolate and popcorn on a bearskin rug in front of a warm fireplace?”

She laughed. “Okay, the idea definitely has merits.”

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“Good. I’ll make arrangements,” he said before she blew a kiss over the phone to him and he grinned like a fool.

* * * * *

A snowball exploded in John’s face and he wiped icy snow out of his eyes with the back of his gloved hand. “Wench,” he said with a grin, the warmth in his chest heating any chill the snow could cause. “You’ll pay for that.”

“Wench?” Elsie nailed him again, dead on, before he had a chance to scoop up his own snowball. “I was captain of the softball team.” She planted one between his eyes, but not before he got her in the chest. “Starting pitcher.”

“Yeah, well I was first string offensive tackle,” he said just before he dove for her and tackled her into a snow bank.

Elsie giggled as she squirmed beneath him and tried to free herself. As he looked down at her, she took his breath away. Her cheeks were pink from the cold, her lips red, and her ever-changing hazel eyes almost blue like the sky.

Snow slammed into the side of his head and he jerked back to see that she’d taken advantage of his momentary lapse and got him good with a handful of snow.

She wriggled and laughed some more, but he held on and pulled her down so that she was beneath him again and he had her gloved hands pinned above her head in the snow.

“Hey, no fair,” she said with a gleam in her eyes.

“All’s fair in love and war, sweetheart,” he said as he started to tickle her through her ski jacket, under her arms. He’d discovered she was
extremely
ticklish.