<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#408080"><div style="text-align: center">It was like a wall had been torn down when Cole's name had escaped from her lips. Ashlyn tried in vain to build the wall back up, hide herself once more, but it wasn't meant to be. The pleasure in her body kept her from hiding, from being unfeeling in this moment of pleasure mixed with pain and loss of control. Part of her desperately wanted this-to give up control- while the other didn't want to let go of it. The mask she held in place was gone, but it wasn't who she was but who she displayed. She was meant to be strong and untouchable, but here, now-in this moment-she belonged to Cole and Brad in a way that no one else had ever had her. It terrified her while it liberated her and allowed her to do something she had never done before: Let go. She gave up her control to Cole while she kept her control over Brad. Soft tremors rocked her body each time his thumb passed over her clit. And the way he moved his fingers into her holes had soft pants and gasping moans escaping her. But she didn't lose her focus because Brad was her responsibility. As Cole asked if she was feeling good-if both of them were feeling good- she could only gasp and whisper,<br/>
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"Yeah..."<br/>
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Her eyes fluttered closed for a brief minute as she let the pleasure wash through her. But she kept up her ministrations as she opened her eyes, filled with lust and pleasure as she looked up at Brad, seeing and hearing the pleasure that contorted his expression to something even more desirable. The word she spoke seemed to have answered both of his questions, but she had one of her own. She wanted to pleasure them both, but she was unable to make herself available to both Brad and Cole's pleasure. She swallowed once before she managed to ask her question.<br/>
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"What would you have me do..?"<br/>
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She was actually asking him for permission and direction, her voice soft and breathy. It took a lot out of her and made her blush, but she was at peace with this exchange of power-that Cole had most of it, she had some of it and well..Brad was at both their whims. She bit her lip as she kept her strokes from slowly as her nails grazed deeper into Brad's thigh.​</div></span>