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He didn’t want more than a night. Did he? Just because this had been a memorable experience didn’t mean he expected them to change their minds and want to continue this.

Whatever the hell this was.

“He’s trying to be a cock martyr. You know what that is, right? He’ll hold off and hold off until you feel so bad for him you give him your ass.”

“Whoa,” Juliet said. “Really? You said he’s a gentleman.”

“Right. And gentlemen still love the butt. Look it up.”

Randy choked out a laugh. “You are a complete fuckoff, you know that, Eves?”

Yet Randy still rose and shucked his shirt. Then he undid the zipper of his jeans, pausing with the denim halfway down his ass when he realized not only Juliet was watching, but Tristan too.

“You want privacy, little boy?”

“So help me, God, if you smirk at me right now—”

Juliet’s giggle made Randy shove his jeans down even faster. Whatever. He wasn’t built like a tank but he had nothing to be ashamed about. Absolutely nothing, as proved when Juliet cleared her throat once he’d stripped down to just his boxers.

“Randy might not want privacy, but I’ll need some if one of you doesn’t stop talking and start doing.”

Tristan rolled on his back, dragging her on top of him. “Can’t have that now, can we? Privacy means we can’t watch, and we love to watch.” Palming her gorgeous ass in both hands, Tris craned his neck to glance at Randy. “Isn’t that right, Sparky?”

“Sparks,” Juliet corrected, slapping his chest.

Randy laughed and with a shrug, caught his thumbs in his waistband and nudged his boxers down. In for a penny.

Except once his clothes were on the floor, he didn’t know what to do next. Did he just crawl into bed with them? Juliet had made it clear she wanted him there, but it felt…odd. Or did he just sort of hang out at the foot of the bed until there was an opening?

Pun not intended.

Outside, he’d just gone with the flow. It had seemed natural. Now with the lights on high and with enough time to think, he’d forgotten how to just dive in.

“Okay, clearly you need a personal invite.” Juliet rolled off Tris and scooted to the end of the bed, rising on her knees.

And holy fuck, he rose too. Like a damn flagpole.

“Didn’t you give him one? Let me guess, he needs it embossed too. Or that,” Tris said as she shimmied onto her belly on the bed and tossed back her wet dark hair. “Damn, that ass, babe.” He leaned over and bit one firm cheek, making her giggle as she beckoned Randy closer.

Randy obliged her, and he didn’t say a word as she appreciatively stroked his firm cock. The purring noise she made in her throat caused his length to jerk, but she didn’t comment.

“You’ve been keeping this to yourself all night. That’s not very nice.” She took a long, slow lick around the head and he fisted his hands at his sides. “Sorry, that’s not going to work. If I’m going to blow you—and I so am—then you need to show me you’re enjoying it. You know, just like you kissed me earlier. Hand fisted in my hair and preferably, with some dirty talk.”

“Upping the ante. I like it, Reece.” Tris peppered the small of her back with kisses. “How about I just keep you occupied while you’re taking care of him?” Randy couldn’t look away as Tris parted her thighs and gave her a nice long lick. She shuddered, looking up at Randy as she gripped his cock and started to suck.

He didn’t have to be asked twice to fist her hair. Driving both hands into the thick damp mass, he tilted her head back enough that he could see her blown-wide pupils while he hovered just inside her mouth.

A sight he’d never, ever forget.

Tris did something between her legs that earned him a breathy moan. She spread her legs wider and raised her hips, pushing her ass up while she worked Randy’s shaft. She made a noise as he inadvertently pumped his hips, needing more of that soft wetness encasing his dick. She didn’t balk, sliding her hand higher to stroke his base as she drew him deeper into her throat.

She said something he couldn’t make out, but the vibration around his cock made him grab her hair, hard.

Damn, she was going to make him come. Soon.

She moaned loudly and Tris leaned back to lick his fingers before he slowly, so slowly, pushed them into her pussy. That only made her suck Randy faster, her cheeks hollowing as her lids dropped to half-mast.

“Up,” Randy grated out.

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