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“Then let’s not put it on her.” Liam stood, adding another log to the stove. “Let’s figure it out ourselves. We’re not college kids anymore. We can handle this like adults.”

The bathroom door opened, and all coherent thought fled my mind. Tessa stood in the doorway, wrapped in nothing but a towel, her wet hair falling in dark waves around her shoulders. Steam billowed out behind her like she was making a grand entrance in a music video. “I can hear you all having an existential crisis out here.”

“We were just discussing...” I trailed off as she walked toward us, water droplets trailing down her collarbones in a way that made my mouth go dry.

“Logistics.” Evan’s eyes were fixed on Tessa with the same intensity as mine.

“Your right to choose.” Liam took a long pull of his beer and perched on the arm of the couch.

Tessa made a humming noise in her throat, stopping in the middle of the living room. “Well, let me make this simple for you. I’m not choosing.”

Before any of us could process that statement, she dropped her towel.

I forgot how to breathe. Forgot my own name. Forgot everything except the sight of her standing there, completely bare and completely confident in front of the three of us.

“Now,” she said, her voice both sultry and amused, “are we done overthinking this?”

The sound of three men simultaneously trying to form coherent responses while also standing up too quickly was probably comical, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.

She smiled, and I knew we were all completely, utterly done for.

Chapter 22

Dangerous Game

Tessa

Istood there, fully naked and completely unapologetic, letting the air kiss every inch of my skin as I watched the three of them scramble to their feet.

Their eyes trailed over me, and I swear I could feel their gazes like fingertips grazing my body. I was already slick and throbbing for them, and they hadn’t even touched me yet.

Archer was the first to recover, his eyes darkening as he stepped closer, and the heat radiating off him was almost dizzying. “You’re playing a dangerous game, Tessa.” His voice was a low rumble that vibrated through me and settled low in my belly.

I tilted my chin up, meeting his gaze head-on, a sly smile tugging at my lips. “Who said I was playing?” My voice was steady despite the way my pulse was doing cartwheels. There was a thrill in seeing him falter in surprise before his usual mask of composure slipped back into place.

Evan let out a low whistle. “Damn, Tess. You’re not messing around, are you?” The grin on his face was infectious, and I laughed, even as my body hummed with need.

“Not even a little. I want you all. Right now.”

Liam was already moving, shrugging out of his shirt with a speed that made me wonder if he’d been waiting for this moment for a while. “You heard the lady. Let’s not keep her waiting.”

Archer reached out, his fingers brushing lightly along my collarbone before trailing a path between my breasts. His touch was feather-light and was almost a tickle, but it sent a jolt of electricity straight to my core, making me inhale sharply. “You’re dripping wet, aren’t you?”

I didn’t even try to deny it. Instead, I leaned into his touch. “What gave it away?”

My breath hitched as Archer’s hand went lower, brushing against my clit in a way that had my toes curling into the floor. It took everything in me not to grab his wrist and tell him to stop teasing me already.

Liam finished removing his clothes and moved to stand behind me, his hands surprisingly warm as they came to rest on my hips. His hard cock pressed against my ass, and I pushed back against him, craving the contact.

“You’re impossible to resist.” He moved my hair over one shoulder and kissed the other.

Evan was now gloriously naked and moved to stand in front of me. His eyes were dark with the kind of look that made me feel like I was the only thing in the room worth seeing. He leaned down without hesitation, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak in a way that made my knees nearly buckle.

My head fell back against Liam’s chest as Archer’s finger continued to tease my clit, the rhythm maddeningly slow.

“I want to taste you.” Evan’s mouth moved to my other breast, his teeth grazing the nipple. “I want to bury my face in your pussy and make you come all over my tongue.”

Liam bit gently on my earlobe, the back of his hand tracing down my side. “Spread your legs for him. Let him taste that sweet pussy.”

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