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She hesitated and wondered if she should climb right in and slide over or if she should crawl seductively over toward him. She was following her feminine instincts and hoped it worked out right.

She felt like a seductress as she held his intense gaze with one of her own. She inched her hands across the bench seat, her ass was in the air behind her in Chad’s face and she felt like a lioness about to pounce on the so-called alpha male.

His large hand came up quickly, wrapped under her hair, his forearm against her neck as he drew her to him. He covered her mouth and somehow she wound up on his lap.

Her skirt felt tight against her thighs as she kneeled over Michael’s lap. They were dueling over control of the kiss, his hands gripping her hair using his position to take control. She felt so feminine and aroused. One hand came up and cupped her breast. It was a rough, hungry grab, and she moaned into his mouth as her pussy came alive with need.

She felt the other hand move behind her between her legs and was shocked at the finger that stroked over her panties.

“Fuck, Michael, she’s wearing a thong and she’s really wet,” Chad stated. He maneuvered his finger around the thin material and found her pussy lips. Alexa moaned again as Michael continued to make love to her mouth. He would plunge his tongue deeper then grip her hair tighter. She felt the chills run over her body, and something magical erupted inside of her. She felt Chad press a finger up into her pussy, and she jerked from the sensation.

“Fuck, she’s tight.” Chad continued to press up into her pussy.

She was shaking with anticipation, and then Chad added a second digit as he used his other hand to caress her ass and something came over her. She pulled her mouth from Michael’s. They both panted for air and her body shook. She moaned against his shoulder as her first orgasm occurred in the cab of Michael’s truck.

Chad pulled his fingers from her pussy as Michael hugged her to him.

“Holy shit, Alexa, that was incredible.”

She continued to try to catch her breath, and then embarrassment overtook her.

Chad lowered her skirt.

“Damn, you sure are responsive. I’m about to come right here, too, sweetness,” Chad told her, but she couldn’t look at him.

She lifted her head up as Michael maneuvered his hands under her chin to cup both her cheeks.

“Baby, look at me,” Michael whispered.

“What’s wrong? I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Chad asked. He sounded so concerned.

“I’m sorry.”

Michael squinted his eyes at her, and she tried lowering her eyes, but he gave her face a little shake. “Sorry for what?” Michael asked.

“For that. I couldn’t help it.”

Michael glanced at his brother, and Chad didn’t look like he understood what was happening here.

“Baby, that was beautiful. Haven’t you ever had an orgasm before?”

“That was my first,” she told him.

He held her gaze, and she hoped that she didn’t have

to say the words.

“Are you a virgin, baby?”

“What?” Chad asked as he placed his hand on her shoulder.

She nodded at Michael.

His blue eyes sparkled, and before she knew if he was upset or happy he pulled her face closer and kissed her passionately.

When he finally released her lips, he leaned his forehead against hers. “You’re amazing, baby, a real gift. We’re going to be your firsts,” Michael whispered.

“And her only.”


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