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“Yes, before the trip,” Ledger says, and there’s no guilt in his tone either.

“So, before the trip you said you wouldn’t touch me?” I’m a little electrified from this news.

“On Saturday night,” Ledger says. “We set the rules. Made a deal. To resist you.”

One question zips through my mind—would you share me?Only, I don’t have to ask. It’s clear they would. “But now…are you going to break that promise?”

Ledger yanks me against his chest, threads a hand in my hair possessively. “Want us to?”

I pant out obscenely hard. “I do.”

“Then rules are meant to be…broken.” Ledger’s lips crash down on mine as Dev cages me in from behind, hands on my back, lips on my neck.

It’s a whole new kissing adventure on my double honeymoon.

23

THE VIEW, PEOPLE

Ledger

Walking behind her that whole time was not a good idea if I wanted to keep those platonic honeymoon rules.

The view, people.The motherfucking view of her ass in those shorts fried my brain, then scrambled it good.

Pretty sure an hour’s worth of visual torture, watching the way her copper waves cascaded down her back, how her ass curved so deliciously like a peach, then how her strong legs moved with every step, is the new definition of erosion. That hike wore down all my resistance.

Although maybe walking behind her was the best idea after all.

Since…this.

Her.

In front of me. Sandwiched betweenus.

Holding her face, I consume her lips. I swallow her sighs. My whole body whirs to life like a machine turned on, lights flickering in a darkened room. I’m lit up everywhere. My bones vibrate as Aubrey melts into me.

And into Dev.

It’s like she can’t decide if she’d rather press against me or back against him. She chooses both, her lithe body subtly rocking between us. Back and forth, back and fucking forth.

She’s as hungry for us as I am for her. As she wiggles against my friend, she parts her lips for me, asking me to kiss her deeper, maybe sensing I fiercely need to have her. It’s been a long while since I enjoyed the feel of a woman.

Hope I’m not rusty. What a way to re-enter the kissing atmosphere though.

Aubrey’s lips are soft but curious. She’s pliant but eager, letting me taste her thoroughly, then tugging on my lower lip in return. Kissing me back confidently. Giving as good as she gets.

As she nips on the corner of my lips, my dick jumps, pressing almost painfully against the zipper of my shorts. I push against her, and she trembles all over.

I can’t get enough of her lush mouth.

I deepen the kiss, clasping her face tighter while Dev’s hands thread into her hair from behind. He lavishes kisses along the back of her neck.

I don’t even need to see him kissing her to know that’s the way he’s touching her. Her long, needy gaspstell me she’s getting a very sensual treatment from my buddy.

Good. She fucking deserves the twin attention. I hope she knows it. Hope she feels it in our hands, our mouths, our bodies.

Her hands stay busy, roping around my shoulders, jerking me close. “Mmm,” she whimpers, and yes, fucking yes.

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