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“Okay.” I relax, exhausted, until I remember something. “Wait. Isn’t someone going to turn the camera off?”

Reid flashes me a grin. “What camera?”

I stare at him, struggling to think up a response.

Caleb angles my head toward him. “You’re ours, Tobie. No way were we going to point a camera at you like that, especially when you were sleeping and especially when you were naked.”

“But—”

Javier kisses me. “How did it make you feel knowing someone could be watching?”

“You know I liked it.” I blush, looking at them. “You knew it, or you wouldn’t have done it. Was that the plan?” I ask, settling down to sleep. “ ’Cause it was a good plan. I liked it.”

“Just part one,” Reid says with a yawn.

I forget about sleeping and bolt up in bed. “Justpartone?”

“Everyone knows hockey games are played in three periods,” Caleb says. “So this plan has three parts.”

Three parts.

I won’t survive three when the first nearly killed me.

“What’s part two?”

Caleb points to one side of my room. There’s a green silk scarf with two ends dangling from a fan. I didn’t notice it before, so they must have done it while I was in the shower earlier or when I was already asleep.

“Uh, what’s that?”

Reid grins at me. “Part two.”

My mouth is dry. “What does part two involve?”

Javier presses me down onto the bed. “Rest,Gatinha. And we will show you.”

Chapter 57

Javier

Tobie is still sleepingwhen I sit up, ready to start on part two.

Reid and Caleb stretch and yawn as I lean in to claim a kiss from Tobie, a long, deep one because I’m sitting this out for the most part.

She kisses me back, still half asleep but increasingly deeper as she wakes up.

I break the kiss. “You ready for part two?”

Arousal stirs in her hazel gaze, and she nods.

I claim another kiss from her. When she fully sinks into it, I pick her up, sitting back on my heels, and then stand to walk over to the dangling silk.

Behind her, Caleb has the lube bottle and is slicking his cock from base to tip.

I’ve never been attracted to men, but this, all of this that we’re doing to Tobie, knowing what’s coming next and imagining watching it all, is a turn-on unlike any other.

Caleb moves behind her.

I break the kiss with Tobie and capture her gaze. “We’re going to lift your arms,” I tell her.

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