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Later, he might wonder how the hell any of this had happened. He wasn’t that guy. He didn’t have threesomes, especially with the woman he’d longed for since…well, a damn long time ago. He wasn’t sure if it had happened the first instant he laid eyes on her or when she yelled at him and shoved past him that night at the Blue Rhino, full of fire and fear.
He’d glimpsed her anxiety under the bravado, just as he saw it now. Reading her wasn’t something he had to try to do. He might as well have been patched into her brain. Hooked up in some way that defied science or explanation.
So why didn’t you know this could be possible? That she could see you this way?
There was having a connection, and there was trusting it. He’d wondered if he was imagining their link until they kissed in the kitchen. Then he’d realized he had been right all along.
Which was why he’d agreed to this crazy idea. He had to know. To see what happened between them—hell, between all three of them, even if that concept wasn’t one he readily understood.
Maybe this was just sex for Tris and Juliet, but it could never be merely that for him. Not with her. Perhaps not even with his best friend.
Moments like this held weight. No matter what they believed.
Randy pressed her cheek to Juliet’s and rubbed her clit in slow circles, relishing each stilted breath she took. Her halting exhales gratified him in ways he’d never be able to explain, even if she was just as turned on by Tris.
Right now, it didn’t make a difference. He was with them too, and this experience belonged to all three of them.
As if he’d finally reached the end of his rope, Tris fisted a handful of her hair and dragged her mouth to his. Without hesitation, he drove inside her in one deep thrust.
Her cry wasn’t what Randy had expected. High, thin, breathy, yes. But not full of pain.
Shit.
When she stilled, Randy slid his hand from her mound to her lower belly. She was tense, too tense. She definitely wasn’t moving, and neither was Tris, who had frozen as if he were a deer in a hunter’s sights.
Fuck, could it be possible?
“Sweetheart.” Randy kissed her neck in an attempt to get her to relax. “Are you okay?”
Her nod was too adamant. “Yes, I’m fine. That felt awesome. Keep going.” She attempted to sort of bounce on Tris’s lap, but his buddy still appeared shell-shocked.
Then his mouth unfroze, though the rest of him did not. He’d turned into a freaking statue, especially from the waist down.
“What the hell? You aren’t—you can’t be—you’re too tight.”
“Sorry not sorry?” She tossed her hair, nailing Randy in the face with a cloud of fragrant softness. “I thought that was a good thing.”
Again, she did one of those bounce-rock movements, nearly dislodging Tris before she slid down his length one more time. Her cry was quieter, probably because she was sawing her teeth into her lower lip.
“It usually is, if the girl isn’t a goddamn virgin.” Tris started to pull out of her and she slammed a hand against his chest.
“No. Wait. We’re doing this.”
“No, we are not. You weren’t upfront with us. You lied—”
“I did not lie!” Her indignation was so sharp that Randy winced even as his mind reeled.
Confident, flirty Juliet still a virgin? How could that be possible?
She’d always seemed to have such an ease with men and so much self-assurance when it came to enjoying herself. Randy never would’ve guessed in a million years that she hadn’t experienced sex. At least not the full monty.
“Fine, you didn’t lie, but you also didn’t share a very important piece of information. You know what we assumed.”
“What does it even matter? You should feel honored.”
Tris muttered something under his breath and started to shift away, but he stilled as Randy parted her thighs and rubbed his thumb against her clit. “What the hell are you doing, man?” Tris asked, his incredulity clear.
Randy wasn’t sure what he was doing, but what he refused to consider doing was leaving her wanting. What was done was done.
