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“You got enough left for one more?” he said, finding her clit with his thumb.

Her whole body jerked as he began rubbing that pleasure nub.

“Yes,” she said breathlessly.

“Perfect,” he said.

Already she could feel the thick, hard head of his cock nudging at her still-wet entrance, teasing her, almost waiting. Behind him, Gavin had grabbed his jeans and was digging through the pockets for something. She could just barely see him rubbing it on his cock before tossing his pants on the floor.

Then Thomas pushed the head of his cock inside her, and despite having already cum twice, she groaned with the pleasure, spreading through her loins like wildfire.

“Your tight cunt feels so good,” he whispered down to her. “I love watching you like this.”

Sofia could only whimper as he sunk the rest of his cock inside her, rendering her nearly helpless with pleasure. Her thighs against his chest, he started thrusting softly, taking himself out an inch at a time, his thumb always right there on her clit, massaging.

“Harder,” she whispered, clutching her bedspread in both hands, her knuckles turning white.

Grinning, Thomas complied.

Then, suddenly, he slowed and stopped.

Sofia opened her eyes to see what was happening, but all she could tell was that Gavin was right behind him, close, whispered to Thomas.

“You ready?” he asked.

“I’m always ready,” growled Thomas, leaning slightly over Sofia.

Then she realized what was happening.

Gavin pushed his cock slowly against the tight bud of Thomas’s hole, slowly stretching it, listening to the other man’s breathing get faster and faster, fighting against the sheer pleasure of the act.

“Almost,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Thomas just grunted, and Sofia could feel him harden even more inside her, her pussy tightening around his cock in response.

Then the head of Gavin’s cock popped through that ring of tight muscle and both men groaned as he quickly sunk himself fully into Thomas.

Sofia could feel the shock of that as well, an extra jolt deep inside her, like Gavin was fucking her as well.

Both of them starting thrusting again, shallowly at first, working their way toward moving faster and faster.

“Slow down,” panted Thomas. “I’m gonna cum.”

Gavin wrapped his hand around Thomas’s shoulder, his knuckles turning white against the other man’s skin as Sofia watched.

He didn’t slow down.

“Oh god,” murmured Thomas, seemingly lost to his own pleasure. “Oh, god, I’m gonna cum.”

Every time that Thomas thrust into her, there was a quick echo as Gavin fucked him from behind, almost like she was getting fucking by both men at once, sending even more sparks of pleasure showering through her body, making her shudder and shiver.

Then Thomas pinched her clit lightly with two fingers, and all the pent-up tension that had been building inside Sofia released in one single explosion, making all her muscles spasm and her back arch as she screamed, completely overwhelmed as the flood of ecstasy took her over.

Thomas gritted his teeth hard, forcing himself not to cum at the mere sight of this beautiful woman in total ecstasy, but he couldn’t help himself as her muscles tightened around him, bringing him to the brink as well and he spilled himself inside her, thrusting hard and fast, groaning as his eyes rolled back into his head.

Gavin came at nearly the same time, feeling the clench of Thomas’s orgasm on his own cock, biting his shoulder as he came hard, grabbing Thomas’s hips and pushing himself as deep as he could into the other man until the three of them were just one sweaty, sated pile.

Once they were all finished, Thomas and Gavin slowly crawled onto the bed, one one either side of Sofia, still too satisfied and overwhelmed to do anything but kiss them each on the lips, breathing hard but happy.

Chapter Eleven

Thomas dozed off and on for a while, letting the sun move around the sky, and when he really woke up it was late afternoon and the sun’s rays were just coming through Sofia’s miniblinds.

In her sleep, Sofia had thrown one arm over her face, and had Gavin half-tangled with her.

Slowly, Thomas extricated himself from the pile of limbs, stood, and walked to the blinds, quickly flipping them so they were the other way around.

It wasn’t much, but it helped the light a little.

In the bed, Sofia began stirring, finally opening her eyes and looking around without moving.

“Thanks,” she said to Thomas.

“No problem,” he said. “I don’t think it helps much.”

“Better than nothing.”

He sat back on the bed, leaning against the headboard, and letting Sofia snuggle up to him again as Gavin yawned.

“You still going to Truckee?” he asked, smoothing her hair.

Sofia laughed out loud, the sound like music.

“Is that what this was about, Thomas?” she asked, teasing. “Are you trying to seduce me into staying out my term here?”

He grinned, his eyes still on Sofia’s soft, wonderful curves, with Gavin’s rock-hard, muscled body right behind her.

Was there a more perfect combination in the world?

“I’m willing to try harder if you think it might work,” he said, trying to make his voice as serious as he could.

He ran his hand downward from the crease in her thigh to her knee, feeling the baby-soft, supple flesh beneath his fingertips.

Gavin was finally sitting up, the sleep out of his eyes, and he snaked one arm around Sofia, resting his hand on Thomas’s arm.

“Truckee’s a shit hole,” he said.

“I
know
that’s not true,” Sofia said. She leaned back into his arm, looking from man to man and smiling. “But I bet you could convince me of it.”

Gavin just laughed and leaned in, nuzzling her neck.

As promised, there were no more threatening notes that summer.

Epilogue

Sofia checked the GPS on her phone one more time, and then turned her little car onto the long, winding dirt road that went up the hill. Soon she was driving between grape vines on either side, nothing just long rows of the green, big-leaved plants as far as she could see.

The road slowly got worse and worse, though it was still passable, even for her tiny car. It had clearly been made with much larger, high-clearance vehicles in mind though.

Can I back out if I get stuck?
Wondered Sofia.

I guess I could walk the rest of the way to the lodge.

And then, at last, there it was: a big wooden building with a wraparound porch.

Sitting on rockers on the porch were two very tall, broad, handsome young men, casually holding hands as they walked back and forth.

Sofia couldn’t help but break into a big grin as she gunned her car across the parking area, stopped, and got out.

“You made it!” shouted Gavin, standing and descending the steps of the porch loosely, stuffing his hands in his pockets as he walked.

“We were starting to wonder if you’d changed your mind,” said Thomas, coming off the porch right behind Gavin.

“I would never,” said Sofia. “I had to meet with my advisor about my latest chapters and I got a late start.”

Gavin reached her first and bent to kiss Sofia, one hand on her face, nearly crushing himself into her with at least a month of pent-up longing. She let his tongue invade her mouth, feeling a surge of lust and need as she did.

Then, as he pulled away, he bent down, grabbed her, and picked up her.

“Hey!” Sofia squealed, held aloft as though she weighed nothing more than a pillow.

“We’ve gotten impatient,” said Gavin, grinning. “It’s been hours of sitting here, waiting for you.”

“Straight to the bedroom,” shouted Thomas from her car, where he was lifting her two big suitcases from the trunk easily.

Gavin’s parents, who owned and lived at the vineyard, were on a two-week cruise in the Bahamas, so the three of them had the place to themselves.

Besides, as of that morning, Sofia was officially on summer break.

Gavin carried her all the way upstairs, to an enormous bedroom with huge windows overlooking half of Sonoma, and for a moment, she was awestruck by the whole thing: the vineyard, the view, and most of all, the men.

Then he tossed her unceremoniously onto the enormous bed, and she bounced once, giggling.

“Should we wait for Thomas?” she asked, her fingers already at the top button of Gavin’s plaid shirt.

“He’ll catch up,” Gavin said, pushing her back onto the bed.

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