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I turned and gave him a grin. “I’m not in charge of the noises I’m making. That’s up to you three.”

Jordan ran a hand through his blond hair, then slowly rose. The bulge in his grey slacks was unmistakable.

“Good,” he said. “Because I’m sick of watching.”

9

Haley

Shay’s fingers slid out of me, slowly dragging a wet trail up into my pubic hair. Then I was being pulled off Lucas’s lap, onto my feet. My legs wobbled for a moment, still weak from the sudden, unexpected orgasm.

“Easy there, sweetheart,” Jordan said, quickly scooping me into his arms.

Sweetheart. I liked hearing the name on his lips, this man I barely knew from a lifetime ago.

“I’m going to need a minute,” I admitted, allowing my palm to rest against his bare chest.

“Then we’d better get you somewhere more comfortable.”

Holding me in his arms with surprising ease, Jordan carried me across the apartment and down the hall. Er passed through a doorway, and then the ceilings were rising up, vaulted high above us.

“Wow,” I breathed. “Cathedral ceilings.”

“Do what now?” Jordan asked.

I shook my head. “Just admiring this place. I’m a realtor. Ignore me.”

Jordan lowered me to the king-sized bed. “Sweetheart, I’m planning on doing everythingbutignore you.”

His face blocked out my view of the ceiling, and then the third pair of lips that night kissed me. He was soft and tender at first, testing the connection between us. There was a strange familiarity in the way his lips churned over mine, this boy who had sat next to me for the formative years of my life. Like I had subconsciously imagined what it would be like to kiss him back when we were teenagers.

But Jordan wasn’t a boy anymore. Not by a long shot. The body covering mine, and the confidence behind his movements, belonged to a man. He peeled my jeans and panties off together, the dampness between my legs feeling cool in the open air. But then his hand was there like Shay’s had been, sliding and pushing, exploring me for the first time.

I leaned up to kiss him, reaching out with my hand to unzip his pants. But my fingers tightened over something warm and hard. Andbig. I hadn’t noticed him slip out of his own dress pants, but now my eyes raked over his nude form in the soft moonlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Oh wow,I thought as I stroked him. From tip to base, he was long and thick and absolutely incredible. A giggle escaped my lips.

He frowned down at me. “What’s so funny?”

“I was just thinking that I sat next to you in homeroom all those years and never knew you were packingthis.” I gave his hard length a squeeze.

Jordan grinned. “That’s a relief. If you were laughingatmy dick, I would’ve gone from stiff to soft in the blink of an eye.”

“Are you going to make jokes,” I asked, “or are we doing this?”

His eyes narrowed in a lusty promise that sent a new shiver up my spine.

“Left drawer,” Lucas said as he and Shay walked into the bedroom. “Help yourself.”

Jordan opened the drawer, revealing a box of Magnum condoms. “Appreciate you letting me borrow one, buddy.”

“Borrow? You can keep it,” Lucas said, stepping out of his jeans until he was totally nude. “But I’ve got one favor to ask.”

“Oh?” Jordan asked.

Lucas put a hand on his shoulder and pulled him away from me. “Wait your goddamn turn.”

He turned his hungry eyes to mine, and I recognized that gaze. It was the look he would give me when heneededme with every fiber of his soul. Whether we were at a football game, or getting burgers at Tulip Shop Tavern, or watching TV on his couch, that look in his eyes meant he needed to rip my clothes off and fuck me until neither of us could move.

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