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“That’s what we did,” Randy said sleepily.

Tristan peered over her shoulder and laughed. “Did you just make a joke?”

Randy rolled onto his back with a yawn. “I have my moments.”

Jules stretched with a jaw-popping yawn. “You have no idea how much I needed this.”

Tristan stroked her belly, appreciating the smoothness of her skin. He nuzzled her neck, dragging in her plum scent. “I think I might have a clue.”

She twisted to meet his mouth. Their kiss was languid and easy. The frenetic pace of just a few moments ago had faded to an easiness he’d never really had with anyone before. He couldn’t quite stop touching her. His hand drifted lower to play between her legs as she rolled her hips against his.

“Sensitive,” she said on a shaky breath.

Randy inched lower against her chest, taking her nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard until she made a tiny whimper. He let her nipple go with a long slow lick. “The best kind of afterglow, right, Tris?”

Tristan nodded. “Especially when you’re still so wet and swollen.” He draped her knee over his thigh and held her open for Randy who slithered down her ribs to her hip and nibbled his way to her pussy.

Randy stayed there, his mouth hovering over her slit. A puff of warm breath teased Tristan’s fingers. “How sensitive is too sensitive?” he asked.

Jules trembled, her back arching for Tristan’s kiss behind her ear at the same time.

Randy’s tongue slid along Tristan’s fingers as he separated her folds and exposed her clit for Randy. He tapped on the top of her clit where she was most sensitive then made room for Randy’s mouth. She bucked against Tristan and he held her firm.

“Just one more, baby. We can’t help but want to give you one more orgasm.” Tristan tugged at her earlobe. “That’s it. I feel your legs shaking.”

“Too much.”

Randy lashed at her clit. Tristan could hear the wetness and felt the flick of his best friend’s tongue.

None of what happened between the three of them felt odd or strange. Just natural. Even when he and Randy shared the same space to give her everything she needed. It was all about Juliet, their center.

“You want Sparky inside you? You want him lighting you up one more time, baby?”

Randy looked up from his position between her thighs. His lips twitched at the bastardization of his nickname, and even that was a revelation.

They found laughter and joy mixed in with the dirty sex. Underneath all of it was a deep and abiding friendship. And trust.

They were learning to trust each other anyway. That was a steeper mountain than all the rest, but they were climbing it.

Together, as they did everything else.

She shook her head. “I don’t know if I can take it.”

Tristan laughed in her ear. “That makes me want to see it all the more.”

“What about you?” she asked desperately.

He smiled into her neck. “I’m good. I swear it. I just love to watch you fall apart.”

“Then yes. If you’re sure.”

Tristan groaned into her hair. “So sure.”

Randy reached for one of the condoms and suited up. Tristan situated her knee up higher on Rand’s hip so he could still see each thrust. He pushed her hair out of the way and scraped his teeth over her neck.

She moaned. Just as he knew she would.

He knew her spots. He knew what would push her to the edge and what would bring her back. Right now, he just wanted her over. Tristan brushed his knuckles down her spine as she rocked against Randy. He gripped her hips and added his own rhythm to theirs.

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