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It wasn’t right.
    The dancer reached out and flicked the buttons of her shirt open, loosening the knot beneath her breasts.
    Behind her, Mark lifted the shirt from her shoulders, peeling it down her arms to her elbows. He stopped there and twisted the fabric behind her back.
    Kiki’s eyes widened, her lips forming into a pout. “But I can’t move my arms.”
    Mark grinned. “Exactly. It was the kinky part we asked for.”
    Jackson half-rose from the couch, ready to intervene.
    The blonde’s eyelids drooped, a sexy smile curling the corners of her mouth. “Okay. So you like to play a little rough?”
    “Oh, yeah, baby.” Luke grabbed her hips, dragging her hard against him. “For a stripper, you’re wearing too many clothes.”
    “Let me dance.” She cast a glance over her shoulder at Mark. “I’ll remedy that little problem.”
    Mark’s brows dipped, his hand tightening on the fabric of the shirt clinching her arms together behind her. “I don’t know. I kinda like the rough play. Perhaps my brother can help you with the rest of your stripping routine.”
    “Only if it’s the other brother.” She nodded toward Jackson.
    “Uh-uh.” Jackson crossed his arms over his naked chest. “I told you, I don’t do foursomes.”
    “Come on, Jack. We want to see what else she has to offer,” Luke begged.
    “If he doesn’t come out to play, I’m done for the night.” Kiki tilted her head toward Jackson in challenge.
    “You gotta do it,” Luke groaned. “What I’m feeling is amazing.” His hand slipped lower, dipping between her thighs. “All wet and juicy. Damn it, Jackson, have a heart.”
    Jackson stood with every intention of leaving the room. But the eyes looking out from the black mask mesmerized him, drawing him closer.
    “Please.” She tugged against the shirt binding her arms behind her back.
    “Not what I had in mind.” With a slight frown, Mark relinquished his hold.
    Kiki pulled her shirt back up her shoulders and stuck out a hand, her fingers long, tapered, the nails neatly trimmed and plain, no colored polish, just the way Jackson liked them.
    Try as he might, he couldn’t resist. As if of its own accord, his arm rose, his fingers clasping hers, letting her draw him into the circle of her sensuality. Damn, he’d never live this down with his brothers. But at the moment, he didn’t care. He was fully under the stripper’s magic charm.
     
    Audrey couldn’t believe she was getting away with her charade. Her body burned, her pussy wet with her juices. Having Jackson watch as she strutted her stuff in front of his brothers had been so much of a turn-on, she’d broken most of her rules of stripping, and she was raring to break all the rest.
    Luke let go of his grip on her pussy and backed up a step, allowing more room for big brother.
    A thrill of adrenaline shot through Audrey, her core heating to molten hot. The twins were handsome with their dark Kiowa skin, high cheekbones and jet-black hair, and she wouldn’t mind making love to both of them. At the same time. But Jackson…
    She sucked in a long, deep breath and let it out slowly. This was a man’s man. Strip him down to a loincloth and he’d fit right in with his ancestors, hunting buffalo, fighting wars and making love with his woman. His broad shoulders flashed in and out of the strobe, the light casting shadows, emphasizing the distinct muscular definition of his chest and arms.
    Her gaze dropped to the top button of his jeans, flipped casually open as if he’d been in the process of undressing when she’d begun her little dance.
    She drew him near and flicked the other three buttons from their bindings with quick, desperate strokes. As the last button poked through the hole, his cock sprang free, slipping easily into her palm.
    “Knew you weren’t immune to Kiki.” Luke laughed. “Hey, Mark, check out that boner.”
    Jackson jerked back, sliding out of Audrey’s grip.
    Mark swung a wooden stool into the center of