Ryan entered me in a slow glide, spreading my already swollen pussy and pushing into me even further than Gavin had just been. I certainly got lucky to be able to find two men who were nicely hung, but at this angle, Ryan was able to reach parts of me that no man had touched in years.

“Fuck me harder, Ryan. I want you to give it to me hard,” I moaned out.

Ryan didn’t say anything. Instead, he smacked my ass hard before pulling back and slamming into me with so much force that I cried out in a combination of pain and pleasure.

My eyes grew wide as I stared up at Gavin. Again and again, he fucked me hard as my pussy gripped his shaft with every stroke. My body began to shake as I dug my fingers into Gavin’s chest. This led Gavin to move in even closer to me. As his body brushed against my tips, I felt him reach down between my legs.

“Come for us, Delilah. Come for us while Ryan is fucking you,” Gavin groaned into my ear as he found my clit and started stroking it in tight little circles, occasionally bumping Ryan’s shaft as he worked me into an orgasm.

I grabbed tightly onto Gavin’s shirt, my fingers twisting in the fabric as I held on with everything I had. These two men were taking me to places that I’d long forgotten existed. Ryan groaned at me as his cock pulse, and he let out his release.

As much as I tried to fight it to make it last as long as I could, I wasn’t able to hold back any longer. The feeling of Ryan coming was all it took to put me over the edge, and I came in unison with him, sagging against Gavin’s chest while Ryan wrapped an arm around my waist. With thick, ragged breaths, he pressed his chest into my back.

After a moment, Ryan kissed me on my shoulder. If these were any other men, things would have been awkward, but that wasn’t the case with them. We got dressed in silence, but it was a pleasant silence where we were all reflecting on what just took place. Both Ryan and Gavin gave me a kiss before we got onto the elevator.

The only thing left to do was make sure that it was the one and only time I let them in because the two of them could be dangerous to a girl like me.

I walked into the front door, and Maya was sitting on the couch enjoying a glass of wine. It shouldn’t have surprised me. I swear to God that bitch is always around when I’m trying to be secretive and stealthy.

“Boy, you sure are getting in late tonight,” she said with a grin on her face. “I mean, it’s not walk of shame late, but we are definitely into that slutty territory.”

Seeing her with her brow raised was enough to make me laugh.

“Well, the sun isn’t up, so it’s not really all that late. Besides, this is Vegas.”

I eyeballed her, hoping that would be enough of a response to satisfy her, but I should have known better.

“So how was your date this evening?”

“It was not a fucking date,” I whined playfully. “I don’t do dates, and you know this. We had some drinks and a little something to eat.”

“Hmm, well, you’re a rumpled mess, so it wasn’t just drinks and a little something to eat unless you were on the menu.”

All I could do was sigh and roll my eyes at my best friend, who I’m sure wondered frequently why I put up with her aside from the fact that she was giving me a place to stay. She was my girl though, and we had each other’s backs.

“So where did they take you and don’t even attempt to lie to me young lady,” she teased because I’m a whole three weeks younger than her.

Usually, I would tell Maya all about my dates, but I was having trouble telling her about this one. I was so confused.

“You know, it’s really late, and I’m tired. I think I’m just gonna go to bed.”

“Bullshit! Sit your ass down and talk to me. You’ve been flirting with these guys for months now and finally agreed to go on a date with them. I want details, dammit! Besides, it’s not like we have to work tomorrow so you can sleep as late as you want. Start spilling it.”

“Fine!” I exclaimed, feigning a playful frustration. “They took me to the Mercury Casino and Resort, which is where Ryan works. He arranged a private dining area on the rooftop terrace. We ate, had some wine, and hung out.”

“Bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit, bullshit! Your hair’s a mess, your clothes are a mess, your cheeks are rosy, you’ve got a beard burn on your chest, and I wonder if you still have your underwear on.” She looked over at me, and I looked down at the coffee table blushing. “Nope, no underwear, so that means you were either mugged walking up to the house, or you got your brains fucked out. Which one is it?”

“What in the hell is wrong with you?” I laughed. “Can’t a girl walk into a room without having someone dissect every little detail about their appearance? Why in the hell are you always so observant anyway?”

“What can I say? It’s a gift I was born with. So that’s a yes then? Those two men fucked you into oblivion?”

I wasn’t going to say anything else, but Maya just stared at me, waiting for me to respond.

“Let’s just say that even though they call me their little Vegas bomb, it would have been a very appropriate name for them tonight. Now, is that enough? Can I go to sleep? I’m exhausted.”

“Of course you’re exhausted. You’re a dirty, dirty whore who apparently fucks men on Vegas rooftops. You better watch out, or you’ll end up ridden more times than the rollercoaster at the top of the Stratosphere.”

“Ha, ha, ha, very funny. Why are we friends?”

“Hmm, because nobody else in their right mind would put up with you?”

“I don’t know about that. I think it might be the other way around. Can I go to bed now?”

“Fine, go to bed, but don’t think this is over. I’m gonna need details.”

I could hear her laughing as I walked down the hall to my bedroom.