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"Heads," she said without even looking at the coin She tossed it over her shoulder and dropped to her knees in front of Kingsley He opened his pants and Eleanor took him deep into her mouth

Now she knew exactly what she wanted to do to those two beautiful condescending, infuriating men

She wanted to fk their brains out Both of the from above her

"I told you so," was Søren’s only reply

Eleanor had only ever done this to Søren but he’d called her a natural More than a natural, he’d even once joked she was sos she could do with herKingsley’s lips and his hand clinging to the bedpost for support seemed to reinforce that assessment of her skills and her enthusiasht it would be She had always been attracted to Kingsley, fascinated by hi in herdown on someone other than Søren When she did this to him, he always held her so hard she’d have a bruise on her back at the nape of her neck the next ht of those bruises as her souvenirs, a little black-and-blue resley had threaded his fingers through her hair and cupped her head, giving only the gentlest of encouragee, definitely Not what she was used to But definitely not bad Not bad at all

After a few ers in her ear and Eleanor pulled away and rested back on her hands

"Now do you understand?" Søren asked over Kingsley’s shoulder as they both looked down at her waiting on the floor

"If I didn’t before, I do now" Kingsley gave her his hand and helped her to her feet But the chivalry ended there Kingsley pushed her over the end of the bed and yanked her skirt to her hips Per Søren’s instructions, she’d worn no underwear With her face buried in the red silk sheets, she couldn’t tell whose fingers entered her from behind "She’s wet"

"Of course she is," Søren said

"Of course I am," Eleanor said from the bed "Monsieur"

"She’s ratherwhat is the word I’ for? Enthusiastic? Ardent?"

"Horny," Eleanor supplied