Lucy wasn't looking to meet a guy at the club. It was girls' night, and on girls' night,

the group made a pact not to talk to or dance with any men, no matter how hot they were.

But when Lucy saw a tall, dark-haired Stephen, as she went to pay her tab, she figured it was

so close to the end of the night that it didn't count. But then Stephen's friend Marcus appeared from the bathroom, and Lucy

wasn't sure who was more attractive. Marcus was muscular and stylish, with wavy blonde hair,

and a smile that made Lucy weak at the knees. Then she realized, why choose? Marcus lived the

closest. The three of them left the bar and one stumbling line, heading into the cool night air,

and in the direction of Marcus's apartment, no sooner had they walked through the

door than Stephen started to kiss Lucy, pushing his fingers through her chestnut brown hair,

as his lips connected to hers. Lucy's heart was already pounding in her chest, but it doubled in time as Marcus stood behind her

and began to kiss the back of her neck. Chills ran down her spine. Come on, Marcus whispered, his breath

hot against her ear. Let's go to the bedroom.

Marcus took Lucy by the hand and let her down the hallway, with Stephen picking up the rear.

Once they were in his bedroom, Marcus turned on a bedside lamp, filling the large space with a dim wash of light.

Oh, fuck! Lucy muttered as the guys began to undress her before stripping down themselves.

She sat on the edge of the bed, fully naked, as Marcus and Stephen undressed. They both had incredible

bodies, with Stephen being lanky and lean, in Marcus a bit stockier. You are gorgeous, holy shit,

groaned Stephen, helping to move Lucy to the middle of the bed.

He slid on top of her, kissing his way down her soft, curvy body, until he reached her pussy.

Lucy shuddered as he breathed against her sensitive skin, before splaying his tongue out

over her clit.

Fuck! She moaned, panting as waves of pleasure started rolling through her.

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