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“You should laugh more often.”
    The smile died on her lips. “I haven’t had much to laugh about for a long time.”
    “What—”
    She pressed a finger to his lips. “Don’t ask…remember?”
    He nodded, the need to know everything about this woman so strong, Luke thought he’d bust a gut holding back. “Fair enough.” Instead, he released all his pent-up emotion into a single kiss, claiming her mouth, his tongue pushing past her teeth to stroke the length of hers. She tasted of pretzels and ginger ale. Sweet and salty, and more intoxicating than any alcoholic drink Luke had ever consumed. “I could kiss you forever and never get enough.”
    She wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck and pulled him down for another. Before their lips met, she said, “Forget forever. Kiss me like there’s no tomorrow.”
    Luke complied, his fingers threading through her hair, his mouth crushing hers in an attempt to get even closer.
    Libby’s arms circled his neck, a soft, naked leg swept alongside his, curling around his hip.
    “Eh-hem. Let me kiss her next.” Mark’s hand on Luke’s shoulder reminded him that this was a chance for both of them to show Libby what making love to twins could be like.
    Luke pressed another quick kiss to Libby’s lips and leaned back.
    “That was amazing.” Libby’s arms unwound from Luke’s neck.
    “You haven’t seen anything yet.” Luke winked at Mark as his brother hovered behind Libby. “Mark’s known for his magical lips.”
    Libby raised her arm behind her to cup the back of Mark’s neck and turned her head toward him. “I’ll be the judge.”
    While Mark made his mark on her lips, Luke smoothed his hand over Libby’s arm and down to capture a breast in his palm, weighing the full swell. He bent to take the nipple, sucking it deeply into his mouth, flicking at the tip with his tongue. God, she was beautiful, sexy and beguiling. He nudged the side of her hip with his cock, eager to plunge into her warm wetness. But he knew he had to take it slowly, show Libby he and his brother weren’t animals. No matter how hard it would be to hold back and not slake the hunger building like molten lava in a volcano.
    Luke abandoned the breast and kissed a path over her ribs, down to her flat belly, his fingers threaded through the hairs at the apex of her thighs, probing for the treasure beneath. When he parted her folds and flicked her clitoris, he unleashed the wanton woman.
    Her back arched and she cried out, the sound muffled my Mark’s mouth.
    Dipping lower, Luke plunged his finger into her cunt, swirled it around in the juices and trailed it back up to the swollen bud of nerves. Libby writhed against the blanket with every touch.
    Mark moved around to Libby’s front, taking care of her breasts while Luke maneuvered between the woman’s legs, lifting her bottom so that he could plunge his tongue into her pussy, lapping up the sweet, musky juices. Then he turned his attention to her clit, laving it with slow, steady strokes, over and over, increasing the speed. He slipped one finger into her channel, then another, all the while licking her nubbin of desire, refusing to let up until he had her screaming out loud with pleasure.
     
    Libby could barely breathe. With one brother between her legs and the other massaging her breasts, the sensations were spiraling around her, bombarding her with so much pleasure, she feared she’d die—and what a glorious death it would be.
    Luke’s relentless assault on the special place that had gone untouched by a man for two years had her lit up like fireworks on the fourth of July. As she rocketed to the edge, she clutched Luke’s hair with one hand and the back of Mark’s with the other, her fingers digging into their scalps. As she pitched over the top, she screamed, calling out their names, her body trembling, each spasm more explosive than the last.
    Before she could tumble back to earth, Libby rolled over, coming up on her hands