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“You’ll hear no arguments from me. Just saying I’d rather not see a funnel cloud anytime soon.” She shivered.

Drake rose up on his knees and brushed her hair off her shoulder. “I think you need a distraction.”

“Oh, do you now?” A smile tugged at the corners of her lips. “And what do you have in mind?”

Colt pushed the nightgown up, his breath going shallow at her full pink-tipped breasts, just as it had since the beginning. “Work of goddamn art.” He kissed one, then the other, shifting his gaze up to hers. “Let us kiss you all over.”

“Is that your subtle-as-a-Mack-truck way of suggesting I let your cock kiss me all over, Mr. Bennett? While his cock is doing the same?”

He had to laugh. Damn, she never missed a trick. “Maybe.”

“Maybe. Right.” She sifted her fingers through Drake’s blond hair and shook her head. “Letting you in the back door wasn’t enough, huh? You always want more, more, more.”

“Damn straight,” Drake agreed, wrapping his hand around her breast and pressing kisses down her arm. “You liked the backdoor stuff. I remember the screams.”

“I screamed once when you brought home Godiva ice cream bars. I’m excitable.” She shrugged. “What can I say?”

“I say I love you and I want in your sweet, tight little ass while he’s in your sweet, tight pussy.” Drake drew on her nipple and her strokes on his hair faltered as she inhaled. “But it’s up to you. You’re calling the shots tonight.”

“Am I? Hmm.” She tilted her head and Colt knew he was in the best kind of trouble. “On your knees, cowboy.”

He got down on his knees, not knowing which of his lovers he’d get to pleasure first. Ready to go either way.

“You, sit here, legs apart,” she said to Drake, patting the spot Colt had been in. She perched near the pillows and smiled. “You know what to do, Mr. Bennett.”

Damn, she sure knew how to rev his motor.

He grasped Drake’s cock and slipped his lips over the tip, swallowing the salty taste of his best friend he’d come to crave. He gripped Drake’s shaft hard, so hard his knuckles whitened and Drake’s hands clamped on the edge of the bed.

This was always his favorite part, that moment before he slid his mouth all the way down his cock or slipped his tongue fully into Paige’s pussy. The tension in them echoed into his own body, connecting them like a wire that couldn’t be broken.

He lowered his head, taking Drake deep in one pass. Not stopping until his nose brushed the dense thatch of hair at the base and Drake loosened his hold on the bed to grab a fistful of Colt’s hair.

Drake hissed. “Fuck, you bastard.”

Mouth full of his best friend, Colt only pulled on him harder. He reached between Drake’s legs, using a softer touch there to keep him off balance.

He glanced up when Paige moved behind Drake, no longer content to merely watch. She ran her hands up and down his chest and pressed her breasts into his back. Sharp white teeth bit down on his earlobe. “How’s that feel, sugar?”

Every now and then a Southernism would sneak in when Paige was especially turned on. Colt lived for those moments.

“It feels like I want to come,” he rasped.

Paige slid her hands lower, reaching down until she could encircle Drake’s cock. She pumped while Colt sucked. She scraped the nails of her free hand over Colt’s shoulder, giving him just enough sensation that his own cock twitched and strained against the side of the bed.

And then Paige was drawing him back, making that little noise in her throat that drove him nuts. “Enough. Gotta save some for me.”

Drake blew out a breath. “Damn. You called time at the very last second.”

She smiled in that utterly feminine way of hers. “I know my boys.” She looked between them. “So who’s on top? I know I’m the filling.”

“You so are.” Colt laid down on the bed and patted his stomach. “C’mon and ride me, sweetheart. I need that pussy.”

She straddled him and sank down, throwing back her head as she took him all the way in. There was no easing into sex with them. It was fast, hard and desperate, every damn time.

“So frigging hot.” Drake reached around her to rub her clit, his fingers disappearing between her folds and skimming Colt’s cock in the process. “Drenching him already.”

“Watching you together is so…” She trailed off and reached up to cup her breasts. “I’m going to come. Don’t stop.”

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