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Santana’s hands came around to her front. He cupped her swollen breasts and held tight as he rammed his final inch into her.

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It made her want to scream at them to hurry. To hurry and make her fly with arousal. Every nerve ending was on fire. Her cunt muscles quivered around Connor’s burning cock. Her asshole blazed with Santana’s thick rod. Santana’s hands were moving over her breasts now, tweaking her nipples. The lower half of Connor was pushed into her belly. His pubic bones were grinding against hers and his swollen balls were pressing against her flesh. Suddenly Connor stopped kissing her.

“Open your eyes, Tangle,” he whispered.

She did as he asked. It was hard though. So hard to open her eyes.

“We’re going to fuck you now, Tangle. We’re going to fuck you so hard you’ll be screaming and begging us to never stop.”

She gave a little excited cry at his words.

What she was experiencing so far from the double penetration—the pleasure-pain from two massive rods burning deep inside her—made her wonder how much carnal anguish she might be able to handle.

Her mind spiraled as both of the men slid their hard erections out of her. She cried out as Connor thrust into her in one swift plunge. As he withdrew, Santana’s huge shaft rammed into her ass.

Tangle arched against them, not knowing whether to push her ass into the exquisite pleasure-pain Santana created or if she should press into Connor’s wildly delicious plunges.

They continued to pump into her tight holes with an exquisite tempo. They fucked her hard. Fast and furious. They used her viciously. Invaded her channels with their rigid shafts.

She writhed and bucked against them, eagerly accepting their heated thrusts. They made her come over and over again. Made her burn and shatter. Showered her with carnal pleasure-pain and exquisite joy. Her mind filled with nothing but ecstasy. 54

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Their two cocks destroyed her.

Made her scream. Made her want more and more.

Perspiration drenched her and sexual exhaustion eventually took hold. Finally they both ejaculated into her.

* * * * *

Christmas Day

Connor stared out the frost-laced window whistling beneath his breath as the bright Christmas morning sunshine peeked over the snowcapped mountains on the other side of the valley.

“Looks beautiful, doesn’t it?” Tangle said.

She stretched lazily in the bed where the two men had tucked her after fucking her all day yesterday.

Man! She looked so beautiful after all that fucking. Her eyes sparkled. Her cheeks were pink and she just seemed to have a wonderful satisfied glow around her. She was the best Christmas present he could ever have hoped for.

“I could spend the rest of my Christmases up here…with you,” he admitted softly.

“But only if you stop working for Kidnap Fantasies. I want you all to myself.”

She smiled and he nearly came on the spot at the gorgeous burst of dimples exploding in her cheeks.

“With you I won’t need Kidnap Fantasies.”

“I didn’t say we’d give up Kidnap Fantasies…just that you stop working for them.”

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“We should go down and make Santana breakfast. And open the presents he brought for us yesterday, if only not to be rude.”

“I’d rather be rude and stay in bed with you,” Connor chuckled, and reached out to her. He was ready to make love to her again but Tangle’s frown stopped him.

“What?”

“It’s awfully quiet down there. I think I hear the car starting up.”

“Can’t be. He said he’d hang around today and take us to the airport tomorrow.”

“Maybe we should check. Besides, I’ve worked up quite an appetite with all this delicious fucking. I need food or I’ll be totally helpless when you two decide to fuck me again.”

“Helpless sounds good.”

She giggled. “For you maybe.”

They both jumped as the phone beside the bed rang. Connor reached for it.

“Hey, Connor! Merry Christmas!”

“Santana?” What the hell was he doing phoning?

“Just wanted to let you know what a great time I had.”

“Where are you? I thought you were downstairs.”

“On my way to my next assignment, man. Just wanted to let you know that while the two of you slept I stocked your fridge compliments of Kidnap Fantasies.”

Connor blinked in confusion.

“I’ll be by to pick you up in two weeks.”

“Two weeks?”

Tangle’s head snapped up.

“Yep, so enjoy yourselves. Tell Tangle we’ve cleared it with her boss so she doesn’t have to worry about her job. Compliments of Kidnap Fantasies. Oh, and you’ll find cross-country skis, a sled and tons more condoms for you to use or not to use under the 56

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tree. Don’t want that awesome mountain scenery to go to waste. Merry Christmas! Ho!

Ho! Ho!”

The line went dead.

Connor found himself laughing. “I’ll be damned.”

“What?”

“That was Santana on the phone.”

“I thought he was downstairs?”

Connor shook his head. “Nope, you were right. He took off with the car. Says we’ve got this place for another two weeks and for you not to worry about your nursing job. Kidnap Fantasies has taken care of everything. Consider it a Christmas present from them.”

The smile on Tangle’s face was priceless and Connor found his heart filling up with love and his balls becoming tighter.

“By the look in your eyes I get the feeling I’m not going to be getting any food for a while?” Tangle giggled.

“Nope, not for a long time, baby. Not for a hell of a long time.”

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About the Author

Jan Springer is the pseudonym for an award winning best selling author who writes erotic romance and romantic suspense at a secluded cabin nestled in the Haliburton Highlands, Ontario, Canada.

She has enjoyed careers in hairstyling and accounting, but her first love is always writing. Hobbies include kayaking, gardening, hiking, traveling, reading and writing.

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