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tightly wound as Chase. Jake wanted them to work. More than anything, despite the odd sensations that swirled in his gut when he stared at Kate too long.
    Chase swallowed. “I want to wrap her in bubble wrap.”
    “God, that could be kinky. You know I love bubble wrap. You’d grope her boobs, she’d snap and crackle. You’d fuck her, and she’d pop like popcorn.” Chase snorted, and Jake grinned. “If you want your marriage to work, don’t wrap her in bubble wrap and send her out with me, okay? I would cross the line and fuck her, just to hear her pop.”
    “Thanks for the warning.”
    “That’s enough Russian for one night.” Kate appeared at the edge of the bed, water in hand. “What are you discussing?”
    “Bubble wrap,” Jake said, taking the water she offered. “Bought myself some last week. You know I live for it.”
    “Bubble wrap? In Russian? Okay.” She handed Chase a bottle of water, too, and sat at the edge of the bed. “I’m going to need to learn Russian next if I want to know what’s going on around here.”
    Chase narrowed his eyes, and Jake feared boss mode would turn up full-force, uninvited. “The only thing you need to know is what we expect of you.”
    “And that is?”
    “Birthday boy has needs still.”
    God, Jake loved her eyes, a deep blue that echoed the sky after a storm. Those eyes sparkled with amusement as she perused his body, taking stock of the semi poking from his groin. He seemed like he lived almost hard between Kate and Tia. Damn, he had to stop going there.
    There was nothing submissive about that smile, either. It was all seduction and lust. “What shall I do about those needs, Husband? Sir?”
    “He deserves to be tortured, too. Ride him.”
    Jake snapped his gaze to Chase’s, a little worried. “Ride? I’m good fucking her ass. She can ride you.” Face to face, skin on skin…he wasn’t sure that was a good idea right now. Not with weird feelings floating around in his gutter brain.
    “Afraid you can’t take the heat?”
    Yes . “I like to drive.”
    Chase shook his head and rolled his eyes. “You let women on top. You’re a fucking slacker. If you could just lie there all day and have women service you, you would.”
    Yeah, he was a whore that way. “I’m afraid you’ll squish me.”
    “Big baby. Just because you all piled on me last time and plastered my ribs to my spine—”
    “Do I get a say?” Kate stood with her arms crossed over her chest, a condom packet between her fingers.
    “No,” they said at the same time, and Jake had to laugh. He was being stupid about this. It was just a threesome, something he’d done a zillion times before with Chase. It didn’t matter where he took Kate, front or back. She belonged to Chase, and Jake loved her, like a second cousin he’d fuck senseless. Never marry, even if she loved him more than Chase. He’d never go anywhere near there again, not when the gift of love could be taken away so easily. Quickly.
    “Kate, darlin’, come ride me, and you can suck Chase until he’s ready to play, too.” An idea popped into Jake’s brain, courtesy of the gutter, and he added, “Ride me in reverse.” He liked that. Staring at Kate’s firm ass would be much safer than feeling her skin on his.
    “Reverse?” Her brow furrowed, and she chucked him the condom. He sheathed himself, and she straddled him so she faced his feet, his cock brushing her bare pussy lips. He went from hard to diamond-hard in a heartbeat, his pulse kicking up two notches.
    “Not very adventuresome, are you guys.” He slapped Kate on the ass, just for good measure.
    She flinched and glared over her shoulder. “Okay, I’m sick of the ass slapping.”
    “Not at all submissive, woman.”
    “Fuck you, not adventuresome,” Chase added. “Just because I don’t let random, European women shove their fingers up my ass doesn’t mean I’m not adventuresome.” Chase frowned at the bed, and then his wife. “This isn’t going to