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place as she gyrated against him. A low throaty call worked its way off her parted lips to trail off on a jagged gasp.
    Damn. Though the blindfold was necessary, it blocked her expression and the ecstasy Alexei wanted to witness. He swore to himself, his one true pleasure of the evening stolen by the need to maintain his cover.
    As Sasha sagged into the sheets, panting, Saeed rocked back on his heels and motioned Alexei to the bed. Blocking all thoughts from his mind, Alexei followed the directive. He knelt at her opposite side. She turned her head toward him, and a faint smile touched her trembling lips. Arousal splashed color over what he could see of her cheeks, across the high rise of her full breasts. She’d climaxed for Saeed, enough to take the edge off, but she still hungered for more.
    As Saeed retrieved a bottle of oil from the nightstand, Alexei cupped Sasha’s breast in one hand. He rolled his thumb over her hardened nipple, feeling her sharp intake of air all the way down to his groin.
    “Saeed,” she whispered.
    “I am right here,
habibti
.” His hands coursed down one long, lithe leg, working the oil into her muscles.
    The scent of myrrh and sandalwood filled Alexei’s mind, making it easier to let desire guide his body and keep the memories at bay. He couldn’t bring himself to look at Sasha’s mouth. Not again.
    “Vasily?” She turned to him once more, her voice hesitant, as if she tried out his name.
    Alexei dipped his head to skim his mouth down the length of her neck. “Right here.” He leaned over her, cupping both breasts, gently gathering and lifting until a deep cleft formed between them. His tongue worked down the hollow, then slid over one hard nipple before he nipped the tight bud with his teeth.
    Sasha’s right hand clamped onto his thigh. Alexei sucked the turgid point into his mouth, laved it with his tongue, and her grip relaxed as she let out a shaky exhale. But the press of her fingertips teased. His cock throbbed in need of contact. Alexei arched his hips, nudging her fingers closer to what he craved.
    She caught on quickly, he’d give her that. She loosened her hold on his thigh and skimmed her fingers higher until they wound around his erection. Her skillful manipulation made it difficult to focus. She gripped him firmly, slid up and down his hard length with a masterful touch. He let her nipple slide from between his lips, sucked in a sharp breath, and braced his weight on his hands. Bringing his body forward, he yielded to simple arousal, moving against her fingers, sliding against her palm. Memories rose from the depths of his mind, filling his head with images of equally knowledgeable fingers, a grip that was just as amazingly perfect.
    But as pleasure bubbled, threatening to overflow, he twisted away. She wasn’t who he desperately wanted her to be.
    Saeed worked his way up from Sasha’s toes, and Alexei watched the way his darker hands engulfed Sasha’s satiny skin. He needed to get himself into the game before he royally fucked up here. He’d asked for this night with Sasha. He better damn well act like he wanted it.
    And there was only one way to do that—yield to the one impossibility he craved. Give in to Irina. Pretend it was her, not Sasha, writhing on the bed beneath their mutual hands.
    He closed his eyes, pulled in a deep breath, and let Irina’s sky-blue gaze consume his mind. Kneeling over Sasha, he inched kisses downthe centerline of her body to the sweet spot between her legs. Moisture met the tip of his tongue, her sultry taste accented by the exotic oil. He lapped it in, savoring the thick cream, ignoring the foreign flavor and replacing it with a sweeter honey. Saeed’s hands slipped beneath her bottom, holding her up, guiding her against Alexei’s mouth. In the fraction of time that Alexei allowed his eyes to crack open, he witnessed the press of Saeed’s slick fingertip against Sasha’s rear entrance.
    Her shudder, however, drew Alexei back