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pupils. Sherry knew he'd been watching her and Eli kiss. She knew he liked it. When he dipped his head, she let her mouth fall open. He kissed her hungrily, swooping inside where Eli had been just a moment earlier. His lips were warm and sweet. They must have been eating cinnamon candy or something , she thought, then his tongue stole stroked hers and she stopped thinking altogether.
    Eli held her steady as Simon licked at her teeth and nibbled her upper lip. Eli sat so close his cock nudged against her hip. She gasped as her hand dropped down, making Eli groan. His dick was thick and really, really hard beneath her fingers. Before she could figure out what to do, Simon kissed her again, trailing his lips down her jaw to nibble under her earlobe. She moved her hand away from Eli and ended up accidentally shoving it into Simon's lap. Holy cow, he's huge too. When he pulled away, Sherry trembled, completely overwhelmed. Her palms tingled. Why the hell did ever she think she could flirt and kiss them and still feel like she was in control?
    "What the hell was that?" Eli asked.
    Sherry mentally slapped herself. Get a grip! She cleared her throat, hoping she sounded nonchalant. "Just a thanks. For stopping and helping with my bike." She twisted her fingers in her shirt, wondering if they could tell how shaky she felt. She'd never been kissed like that before. She looked at the two men, trying to gauge their feelings. Eli quirked an eyebrow at her. Simon just looked at her, his blue eyes intense and knowing.
    Crap. They totally know how inexperienced I really am. She'd teased them and suddenly stumbled onto the perfect moment she'd yearned for, the thing she'd most wanted ever since that weasel screwed with her in high school. This is what she'd been waiting for. Somehow she knew these men were different. Every other guy she'd dated had left her cold. Every other kiss she'd experienced had been boring. Pointless.
    Lately it gotten so bad that Sherry had begun to test guys by how well they kissed. Kisses never lied. She knew when a man was going to be a loser and when they weren't as soon as they locked lips with her. Eli and Simon were definitely not losers. Sherry felt panicky. How could this be happening to her now? She wasn't ready!
    Eli smiled and leaned in again. "It was really no problem." His voice was low. Growly. Sherry's pussy clenched tight. Holy fuck, what bottle of crazy had she opened here? Eli touched her lips with his mouth, and God help her, Sherry was going to let him kiss her again, when a shout from the top of the hill startled her into pulling away.
    "Sherry! Is everything okay?"
    Shit! It was her brother Zeke. She winced, then slapped a smile on her face and waved. "Yeah! I'm fine, Zeke." Simon and Eli edged away from her. She didn't have to look to see that their interest had probably deflated faster than a punctured bicycle tire. Her brother rode halfway down the trail and slid to a stop, hopping off his bike and ditching it on the side. Sherry watched his eyes go from Eli to Simon to her bloody leg.
    "Oh shit, you're bleeding. Are you all right?" He crouched down and touched her leg lightly. Sherry rolled her eyes. She wasn't made of glass, for God's sake.
    "I'm fine, Zeke. Where's Eric?" The sound of gravel answered her question as Eric careened down the track toward them. "Yeah, never mind." She smiled at Eric. He eyed Simon and Eli suspiciously. For their part, neither Simon nor Eli showed any sign of intimidation. On the contrary, Eli sat up straighter while Simon pasted on a welcoming smile. Odd that I can already tell which of his smiles are fake and which aren't , Sherry thought.
    "Eric, Zeke, this is Simon and Eli. I fell off my bike and they stopped to see if I was okay. They were nice enough to extract my bike from the tree, too." Sherry bit her lip to keep from laughing as her brother scowled at Eli. She glanced at Simon and frowned. He was glowering at her brother and Eric. Even though he was