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his gaze locked on hers. “Take your clothes off, angel.
    Let me see that pretty body.”
    She sucked air into her lungs as nervous jitters flitted around in her stomach. “Rand,” she murmured.
    In an instant, he moved off the couch and crouched on the floor in front of her. “Relax, baby,” he crooned. He started inching her yellow sweater upward, exposing her belly little bits at a time. She could only watch as Rand’s gaze zeroed in on the flesh he uncovered. A muscle in his jaw jumped wildly and his gaze turned a darker shade of blue. He leaned in and kissed her lower abdomen, and then dipped his tongue into her belly button. Lucy’s body re-sponded with a flood of heat to her core. She grabbed his head and closed her eyes, relishing the sensation of his velvety tongue on her flesh.
    As if floating in a dream, she felt her shirt being pulled over her head. Rand’s lips never broke contact with her skin. Her bra soon followed. Now her upper half was completely bare. Her eyes flew open and she tried to cover herself as she looked over at Trey. Rand grabbed her wrists and held them at her side.
    Trey hadn’t moved from his position on the end of the couch.
    He licked his lips and watched her with hungry eyes, but he never made as if to touch her.

    “He’s just going to watch for a bit,” Rand reassured her. “It’s up to you if you want him to join us. This is for you, Lucy. You call the shots.”
    She was way out of her element here. She’d never taken charge during sex and she didn’t know what to do. Rand had always directed their loving. When she began to protest, revealing her fears of inadequacy, Rand dipped his head and swiped his tongue over her nipple.
    “Oh, God,” she groaned as she relaxed her hands.
    Humming his approval, he released her wrists and sucked the hard tip into his mouth while his hand came up to massage her other breast. She was lost to the sensations flowing through her.
    Tingles skittered up and down her spine and her pussy throbbed, aching for relief. When he bit her gently, her hips shot off the couch. Rand pulled away, watching her closely as he released the button on her jeans and slid the zipper down. She chewed at her bottom lip when he parted the material.
    “Lift your hips,” he instructed.
    Knowing what was about to come, Lucy raised her buttocks and let him tug her jeans down her thighs to her calves. Soon she sat with nothing but a pair of red thong satin panties covering her. Fear kept her from looking over at Trey.
    Rand grinned and stroked his index finger over her clit through her panties. “You’re soaked clear through, baby. You like having Trey watch us? Does it turn you on knowing he’s as hard as a rail-road spike right now?”
    She could only speak one word in that moment. “Yes.” Rand chuckled. “Mmm, I had a feeling.”
    Lucy shored up her nerve and dared a glance at Trey. He grinned at her and cupped himself through his jeans. “You look good enough to eat, Lucy.”
    Her cheeks heated, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t sure if it was the two margaritas or the look on Trey’s face that made her bring her hands up to cup her own breasts in her palms. His grin slipped as he watched her fondle herself. When she pinched her own nipple, his eyes narrowed and his hands went to the button of his jeans. This time it was her turn to watch in wild fascination as Trey revealed all that power and strength to her. The chain tattoo she’d spied earlier on his forearm extended all the way up his arm, coiled around his deltoid, and ran down his pectoral muscle to link to an intricately designed red heart. She wondered about it, but as her eyes took in the rest of him, completely nude, his hand wrapped around his cock in a tight fist, she forgot all about the beautiful art work.
    Lucy couldn’t help comparing the two men. Trey was large.
    Thick veins traveled the length of his erection from balls to tip, and the swollen head was so purple it appeared