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I let Finn’s cock slip from my mouth. “Shit,” I muttered.

Travis paused as if he was checking that I wasn’t going to want to stop, but that made my frustration burn brighter.

“Please,” I begged.

“Come here.” He pulled me up towards him, pinning my one hand between our bodies and then wrapping his hand around me, so it sat at the base of my throat. “Fuck yourself off me. Slowly. Take your time. I don’t want to hurt you.”

I twisted to look at him, his face etched in concern.

I started slowly, rocking my hips as my arse swallowed him inch by inch. My heart beat against my ribs, playing out a tune that rang out in my ears. Spreading my thighs wider, I forced myself to relax. My eyes locked on Finn as he knelt across the bed from me, a smile on his lips and lust in his eyes.

“Liking what you see, Twinkle?” Travis practically purred from behind me.

He nodded, his hand encircling his cock and pumping slowly up and down.

“Jesus, you’re so tight,” Travis cried as he bottomed out, making me feel like he’d stuffed me so full my organs would be rearranging themselves.

“Fuck,” I muttered, lifting and moving down a couple of times as I worked out if I could actually take him.

“It will get easier,” he promised. “You need me to pull out?”

“A little,” I panted.

He eased me forward onto my hands again. “This should help.”

I gasped as my lungs filled with air again as he eased out, but then he pushed back in again and I yelled out his name.

He did it again and again, but I noticed the pressure was less.

“Better?” Finn asked.

“So good,” was all I could manage.

Now Travis was inside me, I focused on the sensations rather than the pain and even rocked back on his dick to take more of him. It wasn’t long until we found a rhythm; Travis’ hands locked on my hips as he thrust into me.

“Your arse feels like heaven, Jas. You look so good stretched around my thick cock.”

His hands smoothed over my body, and feeling more in control, I looked up at Finn and opened my mouth. He groaned, moving closer, feeding me his length again.

Travis’ cock hit that spot that Finn had found when we first fooled around and his thick shaft pegged against it as the feel of Finn in my mouth and their touch and whispered words sent me floating to a place I couldn’t describe.

Finn exploding in my mouth set my body on fire, then Travis’ hips picked up pace, and I was once again pulled up against his chest as he pistoned into me. His hand wrapped around my throat with more force this time, cutting off the air with the perfect amount of pressure as Finn’s hand moved up and down my shaft.

My orgasm barreled out of nowhere, knocking the air from my lungs as it exploded, sending waves of pleasure slamming through every inch of my body.

I wasn’t sure if I screamed or silently cried out, because all I could focus on was the sensations and Travis’ cock swelling inside me as he came.

It wasn’t until we collapsed onto the bed, legs and arms entwined in each other in a sweaty pile of bodies, and Finn wiped his thumbs under my eyes with a look of concern did I realize I was crying, but this time it was because it had been the best experience of my life and not the worst.

Unable to say anything, I nuzzled into his neck and passed out.

TWENTY-EIGHT

TRAVIS

The last fewdays had been crazy busy, and I’d barely seen Finn or Jasper other than to pass them in the kitchen as we were coming and going. I’d been out with the research centre’s team and Jasper had been doing whatever he did these days and Finn had been going over their data and systems with a fine-tooth comb while we worked out what was going on because from what I’d seen, there was no way their finding of totally different data from the rest of the world was correct.

I’d just got back from a submersible dive and was sweaty and tired and in need of a beer when I found Finn sitting in the living room wearing a crop top and shorts, sending a shot of arousal straight to my dick that perked up in reply.