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spoke. “I didn’t scream, I couldn’t. It was so long and hard, I don’t know how long, all I know is that I was boneless after.”
    The feel of a hard knuckle brushing over her hard-tipped nipples had her eyelids flashing open. “I think you like talking dirty,” Greg observed with a smirk.
    “I…uh…” Olivia’s gaze slashed to Jack and she was surprised by the look in his eyes. Instead of the expected jealousy, desire and need was reflected there.
    “In this instance I have to agree, Professor. Olivia likes to get down and dirty, don’t you, Liv?”
    She licked her lips and nodded.
    “I’ll file that away in my mental database. But now it’s time for round four.” Greg’s quick change had her reeling. Jack sat back while Greg mixed up the cards again. “Pick your cards.”
    Olivia waited this time and allowed the two men to pick first. Jack didn’t even look at his card, just flipped over the one closest to him. The five of clubs had her breathing a sigh of relief. She had a better than fifty percent chance of picking a higher card. Greg took the card right in the middle of the pile, looked at it and shrugged.
    “At least I beat the grease monkey,” he said as he revealed the seven of diamonds.
    Olivia confidentially picked her card, once again flipping it over without looking at the card, judging the looks on their faces to figure out how she did. But instead of the disappointment she’d hoped for, they both began to smile. The three of diamonds winked back at her mockingly. “Not again,” she wailed.
    “No, you have to answer my question this time.” Instead of Jack’s glee, Greg seemed almost disinterested. He rubbed his index finger over his chin as if in deep thought. “Tell me about the one thing Jack does in bed that just drives you wild.”
    Olivia’s tongue felt as if it were stuck to the roof of her mouth. These guys were giving her no quarter, and what had originally been her method to learn more about them had been turned on its head.
    “What makes you think it’s just one thing?” Jack asked.
    “Actually I’m hoping you at least have one thing. If you don’t, I worry about you.”
    Jack snorted. “I’ve got nothing to be concerned about, no need to worry about me.”
    “Jack is great in bed…”
    “Hear that?” Jack smiled. “I’m great.”
    “But,” Olivia held up her hand to halt any further interruptions from the peanut gallery, “so are you. You’re both equally great in bed. I just wanted to get that out in the clear.”
    “That wasn’t the question, my love,” Greg reminded her.
    “I know.” Olivia was going to have such a head rush from all the blood pooling in her cheeks. “I’m working up to it.”
    “Feeling shy?” Jack teasingly asked.
    “A bit.” Were they serious ? “Because I’m not sure there is an etiquette book out there that tells the proper way to talk about one lover to the other.”
    “We don’t need etiquette. Just honesty. What does he do that you like?”
    Olivia held Greg’s gaze. She wanted him to really hear what she was saying about him and about Jack. “Just so you know, I honestly to the core of me don’t feel like one of you is a better lover than other. Our sex lives aren’t similar. There are things you like to do I’ve never tried with Jack, and there are things Jack likes to do I’ve never tried with you.”
    “You’re stalling,” Greg pointed out.
    “I’m not… Okay,” Olivia took a deep breath to calm her racing nerves, before she continued, “Jack has an oral fixation.”
    Greg eyes widened, but it was the only sign her words might have shocked. “Oral fixation.”
    “She means eating pussy.”
    “I know what she means.” Greg took a sip of his beer while eyeing Olivia, who felt like the biggest whore in all the land, which was really weird. “And you like the way he does it.”
    Olivia didn’t feel slutty for having her lovers meet each other and discuss their sex lives with her. The part