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imagined it would be. There was none of the awkwardness he’d expected. He ran his tongue over the inside of his mouth, tasting Adam. It was much like when he went down on Shayla. There was a deep sense of satisfaction, of giving his partner what she needed, or in this case, what he needed. He liked the fact he was the one to make Adam come.
    “Salty and hot. Shayla was right.”
    Shayla laughed and shifted on the bed so she could nestle against him. Rob laughed with her and fell back against the mattress, bringing her with him. She came to rest between the two men. Her butt was pressed against Adam’s hip while her front was rubbing against him. Rob threw an arm around her and held her close.
    In this moment, he loved her more than he ever had. And he’d thought it was impossible to love her any more than he already did.
    She was special. A one-of-a-kind lady.
    Adam was spent. His hair was damp and several shaggy locks stuck to his forehead. His lips were parted, his chest was heaving. Sweat dampened his skin. Hot, sweaty and naked had never been this appealing to Rob before. Having the three of them in bed together felt as natural as breathing.
     
    Adam decided if he died now, he’d be a happy man. He’d never had an orgasm like that in his entire life. He’d dreamed of having Rob’s mouth and lips on him, having Rob suck him off, but the reality far surpassed anything his imagination had been able to conjure.
    He’d had other partners do the same thing—both male and female—but it had never felt anything like what he’d just experience. This was richer. Deeper.
    That’s because you love him, stupid .
    There was no denying that fact, although he’d never say the words out loud. A night of hot sex was one thing, a declaration of love quite another. Adam had enough on the line as it was. Who knew what tomorrow would bring? But that was still hours away and he refused to spoil the moment.
    Exhausted, he lay against the pillows, totally spent, his heart pounding. Shit, he still couldn’t wrap his brain around what had just happened.
    Rob and Shayla were lying next to him. He could feel Rob’s gaze on him but he wasn’t ready to face him. Not yet. Adam threw an arm over his eyes and concentrated on getting his breath back.
    “Don’t fall asleep, Adam. We’re not done yet.” The sensual invitation in Rob’s voice had Adam’s cock stirring again. Which should have been impossible. The damn thing was still semi-aroused even though he’d just come.
    Adam finally lowered his arm and turned his head on the pillow. Rob was lying with his hands propped behind his head. Shayla was toying with Rob’s chest hair, occasionally kissing one of his nipples.
    “I’ve got a little problem here,” Rob began.
    Shayla giggled. “Nothing little about it.”
    Adam’s gaze shot downward. Sure enough, Rob was still fully aroused. He glanced back at Rob’s face and his friend nodded.
    Adam didn’t hesitate. This was something else he’d always dreamed about. He wanted to feel Rob’s dick in his hand, learn his shape and what pleased him. He wanted to taste Rob’s flesh and swallow his come.
    He sat up and scooted lower in the bed. Shayla moved to Rob’s other side, giving him more room. He gave her a smile of gratitude and she blew him a kiss.
    Rob’s cock was thick and long and stretched upward from a thatch of wiry black curls. Adam raked his fingers lightly through the hair. Rob gave a small groan and Adam smiled.
    Oh, yeah. This is what he wanted.
    Heavy blue veins pulsed up and down Rob’s shaft. Adam traced them with his index finger, feeling the quickening beat. He let his hand slide low and cupped Rob’s testicles. They were heavy and tight.
    Rob’s breathing was getting quicker, more erratic. Adam was glad. He didn’t want to be the only one who felt as though he was spiraling out of control.
    Shayla’s hand joined his and they both stroked Rob’s scrotum. Her fingers were smaller and softer than his.