Quatre by Em Petrova

tray with four champagne flutes stood. A bucket of champagne chilled beside it.
    “Shall I open it?” Ethan asked.
    Margot watched the strong flex of his forearms as he worked out the cork. Her insides felt suddenly tight again, but this time they tightened with need. Danny stepped up behind her and wrapped her in his arms. He pulled her against his erection. She met Jane’s steady gaze, and they shared a smile.
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    Ethan tipped the golden nectar into the glasses, passing them around. Then with glowing eyes, he raised his drink to the others.
    “To love and new experiences.” His gaze sought out Danny’s over Margot’s head.
    She desperately wanted to turn in his arms and see his expression.
    Jane’s glass clinked against Margot’s, drawing her attention. The touching of glasses circled the four of them. Danny leaned against the counter and drew her against him.
    “We were surprised to get your phone call,” Jane said after taking a sip. She ran her tongue over her lower lip, gathering all the delicious flavors.
    Images circulated through Margot’s mind, of dripping that sweet bubbly from Jane’s breasts to her pussy and lapping it up.
    She shivered at the scrumptious thought. Danny’s probing hand caressed a path down her spine and around her hipbone. Her pussy pinched hard.
    “It was time.” Danny’s rough tone infiltrated her senses, going south faster than the sip of alcohol she’d had. “I’ve kept Margot all to myself long enough.”
    “You have,” Jane said with a purr. She curled an arm around Margot’s waist and rubbed against her.
    Danny pressed from behind, grinding his cock against the seam of her ass even as Jane pressed soft kisses across Margot’s jaw to her mouth. She slipped her tongue between Margot’s lips too briefly before she kissed her throat.
    Ethan circled the island to get nearer. As if he’d read Margot’s mind, he dribbled a bit of champagne into the well of Jane’s promi-nent collarbone, dipped his head, and began licking it away with careful slowness.
    Jane moaned, her lips vibrating Margot’s throat, and raising thoughts of her mouth in other places. Her pussy was soaking, her panties drenched. Damn, if she didn’t get someone’s fingers or cock into her quickly, she was going to combust.
    Danny bundled her long locks to the side, giving Jane better access to her neck. Ethan lifted his head, his gaze locked on Danny’s.
    Again, Margot ached to see the scorching glances between the men, but Danny wasn’t allowing her to turn around. In fact, he was cupping her breast in one hand and using the other to draw her top down, baring her to Jane’s hot mouth.
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    Gasping, she watched her mound brought toward Jane’s lips.
    Heat licked at her insides. This was lovemaking at its best—giving to one another. Danny manipulating her body to help Jane pleasure her was the most sensuous thing she’d ever encountered.
    Ethan reached around his wife and with practiced ease, popped the buttons on Jane’s white cotton blouse. The fabric fell open to reveal a slit of golden skin. Before Margot could glide her hands inside the fabric, Ethan was doing it for her. He scooped Jane’s small but perky breasts into his hands and slowly rubbed them against Margot’s.
    Danny shuddered. Ethan released a throaty growl. Jane’s head fell back with a shivery sigh. And Margot almost lost control.
    Suddenly, hands were working over her from every angle. Jane’s perfect pinch on her nipples. Danny kneading her ass, and Ethan slipping his fingers between her legs. Damn, all she wanted was for them to spread her upon that big king-size bed and fuck her. She was dying to take her release in their arms. And when she was satiated, she’d give back to each and every one of them. By the time she was finished, she’d be aching again.
    Her hips moved with a will of their own, pressing against Danny’s hands, rocking her slash into Ethan’s palm, and brushing against