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his teeth and aimed a glare at Danny. “So long as it’s all about her. You can take the lead.”
    A half smile curved Danny’s mouth. “Getting nervous I might have designs on you?”
    “No. But I’m ready to blow.”
    “Let’s just take it slow. Don’t want to overwhelm her. Not yet.”
    “Jesus,” Camille whispered.
    “Yeah, I expect to hear a lot of that,” Danny drawled. “Since I haven’t had the pleasure yet, I suggest I head south.” He grabbed a pillow. “You take care of everything above the waist.”
    Jake met Danny’s eyes, read the tension there and knew his friend could read his mind. He was irritated with his presence, wanted the woman for himself, but they’d both seduced her. And she seemed to want this.
    Jake cupped the breast Danny abandoned, shaping it with his palm then bent to latch on to the quivering tip.
    When she pressed upward to deepen his kiss, he nudged her hip with his cock.
    “That’s not coming anywhere near my mouth,” Danny muttered, stuffing the pillow beneath her butt.
    Jake jerked back his hips. “Sorry.”
    “Guess I know now that you two aren’t into each other,” Camille murmured.
    “We don’t swing that way,” Jake said quickly.
    “Never?”
    “Uh-uh,” Danny murmured.
    Then moist sounds came from below and Camille’s mouth opened around a gasp.
    Jake couldn’t help glancing downward. Danny had her hips elevated and was on his knees, his hands beneath her ass, as he circled his face over her lace-covered crotch.
    Jake already knew the taste of her, knew how sweet and musky, how hot she was. His fingers plucked her nipple, watching as Danny tucked three fingers under the elastic and slid them inside her.
    “Camille, you’re so damn wet,” Danny groaned. “You can’t be quiet. Have to tell us what you like. What you want.”
    “You’re doing fine,” she bit out, turning her face away from Jake, her expression scrunching tightly.
    Jake pinched her chin and brought her face back to his. “I want to see everything. And keep those pretty eyes open.”
    He scooted down and hovered over her chest, keeping his gaze locked with hers while he lapped at a nipple and plucked the other with his fingertips.
    As her breaths grew more labored, his irritation with Danny lessened. Camille’s rising excitement fueled his. He slipped an arm beneath her shoulders and hugged her close while he fed off one nipple then the other, listening to the wet sounds Danny’s mouth and her lush cunt made. The scent of her arousal deepened, perfuming the air.
    Danny pulled away, letting her bottom sink to the pillow. “Jake, your turn.” He climbed to her side and lay down, his head supported on one hand while a hand fondled her breast.
    Jake moved farther down and lifted the leg nearest him to drape it over his back then leaned sideways over her sex. The creamy peekaboo lace was soaked. He pinched his fingers around the fabric just above her pussy and pulled, knowing the band bisecting her buttocks was tightening. The leg above him tightened, clenching over his back.
    He ducked down and pulled the bunched fabric to the side and touched her directly for the first time. Silky fluid coated his tongue and her entrance clasped, sucking inward.
    He settled the fabric over her again, and Camille groaned. He grinned at Danny. She was ready to get on with it, but he wasn’t ready to stop teasing. He feathered light touches over her panties then pushed a finger against the lace to rub it against her clit, abrading the hard knot.
    Her hips pumped upward, her belly trembled. “Please just…”
    “What?”
    “Take them off.”
    “What do you want, Camille?” Danny asked. “Have to be clear.”
    “God, I hate you,” she said, her tone petulant and desperate.
    “No you don’t, but I bet you’re aching. We can both see how wet you are. Want us both going down on you?”
    “ Fuck. ”
    “Want us both to fuck you or are you just cussin’?”
    “Bastard!” She reached down