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    “Max, you don’t understand. I don’t want to
get between you three and last night…”
    “You kissed my brother.”
    She shot straight up.
    “Exactly. Which is why your hands should
stop…you know. ”
    “Making you feel good? I can see your pulse
in your neck, hear your breathing—you’re enjoying this a little
bit, Gilly. Don’t deny it.”
    Oh, she wouldn’t deny it, but she couldn’t
let him continue. She didn’t owe Ronan anything, but making out
with his brother didn’t exactly feel right.
    “I’m not going to deny it, but Max…”
    “We share a special bond, Gillian. To find a
woman we are all attracted to has been a lifelong dream of ours.
Ronan won’t be jealous or angry if I make you feel good.” His hand
on her thigh dipped lower, closer to her heat and he tightened his
grip. One inch higher and he’d… “Let me make you feel good,
Gillian.”
    She didn’t say no, but she didn’t say yes
either. She whimpered. An honest-to-God whimper formed in her
throat and emanated from behind her closed lips.
    Max must have taken the noise for a yes. His
body shifted and moved as he repositioned her legs to his choosing.
Now she lay back on the couch, her legs on either side of his hips
as he sat himself between them. A hungry, feral look passed over
his face before he smiled. Her heart sped up, but quickly calmed
when she saw his smile, his laid-back look instantly putting her at
ease. Of course, that quickly ended when he ripped the crotch of
her pajama bottoms right out, exposing the juncture of her thighs
to the cool cabin air.
    “Max!”
    “Okay. Okay. Sorry. Just a little impatient.”
His hands grasped her upper thighs, thumbs rubbing along the skin
where her leg and pelvis met. That sensitive area that only seemed
to come alive under a man’s touch tingled with every swipe of his
thumb. “Better?”
    What? Did he say something? Gillian
wasn’t sure. She was too busy enjoying what Max was doing with his
hands. No man had ever touched her so intimately without rushing
and with only regard to her enjoyment. This was…nice.
    “Gillian?”
    “Hmm?”
    Her eyes drifted close as his hands stroked
her body. She felt him shift and move, but the gentle assault of
his fingers continued so she didn’t bother opening her eyes. It
felt so damn good. Her clit tingled and ached as it filled with
blood. Her core clenched as his fingers shifted to her nether lips,
and along the outer edge of her slit.
    Gillian widened her legs, dropping one foot
to the floor, she pressed her other knee into the cushions lining
the back of the couch. Max’s chuckle reached her ears as his breath
feathered across her skin. Eyes flying open, she looked down her
body into Max’s. Her body tensed and she moved to close her thighs,
but he wouldn’t let her.
    “Max?”
    “So beautiful, Gillian. Especially here.”
    Beautiful was not what any man had called that area, ever. Odorous, maybe. Oral sex on her? Disgusting, from what Kyle said. What was he doing down there? His
fingers worked just fine, thanks. He could sit up and pleasure her
just as well.
    “Max…”
    “Please, Gillian. Just let me…”
    She watched in open-mouthed awe as he lowered
his lips to her pussy and licked a path from her ass to the top of
her slit. His tongue skimmed her skin, not penetrating or
separating the aching lips, but teasing them. Max’s tongue
disappeared into his mouth as he smiled.
    “Delicious.”
    Delicious? No, she was not delicious.
    Max leaned forward again and she held her
breath, waiting for the feeling of his tongue on her again. This
time, he pressed his face to her body, and inhaled. The sound
echoed in the room.
    “Heavenly. You smell like heaven.”
    Gillian was about to argue, but his tongue
distracted her. Just when she opened her mouth to contradict him,
he opened his and licked the top of her slit. Sifting through her
curls, his tongue found her sensitive inner flesh and stroked it.
She bit her lip to