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work.”
    “She wasn’t random.” And actually, he’d lied. He couldn’t even remember which woman had introduced him to the joys of anal exploration, but she was as American as he was. Kate didn’t need to know any of that. He was even more of a whore than Chase. Jake craned his neck to glance around Kate. “Yeah, huh, she’s too high. Hop off, darlin’.”
    Kate hopped off, and Jake went to the end of the bed and lay on the bench with his feet on the bed, his ass at the very end. Chase would fit between his legs, and Kate should be just at the right height. Damn Chase for being taller.
    Chase steadied Kate as she straddled Jake’s hips again, and he sucked in a deep breath. Jake closed his eyes as she angled his erection against her damp heat. He willed his mind to picture someone else, anyone else…Tia. God, she’d be just as hot, just as tight, only she probably wouldn’t give him the time of day again. The last time they’d been together, Chase had 911’d him to the airport because Charlotte needed backup.
    Jake had barely had time to undo the restraints, kiss her sweet mouth, and run, since he’d taken the bike instead of his truck and didn’t have his emergency flight bag with him. As it was, he’d almost missed his flight. He hadn’t had time to linger, to bring Tia to the orgasm she deserved, and he felt like shit about it. He’d texted to say he was sorry but hadn’t heard from her. No doubt she was deep undercover somewhere.
    But it was his birthday, and he didn’t have to think about that now. He flexed his hips, inching himself deeper into Kate, loving how her cunt clenched him on the out stroke, tight and hot. He opened one eye. Chase was kissing her, his hands in her blonde hair, tugging, his fingers sinking to her scalp. She moaned into Chase’s mouth, the sound sexy as hell, the motion of her grinding her pubic bone on his balls almost too much.
    In that moment, Jake felt…alone. Yeah, he was second. They were married for Christ’s sake. But that electric current that seemed to surround the two swirled, the energy fierce, intense. One of Chase’s hands disappeared from her head to sandwich between them, and from the flood of juices he felt around his cock, Jake would bet his favorite gun that Chase had pinched one of Kate’s nipples. She squirmed on Jake’s dick, forcing him in harder. But Jake sensed she was only going through the motions of fucking him. She was really fucking Chase. Always Chase.
    His buddy pulled away from his wife, his eyes heavily lidded with desire. He dropped a kiss to her lips and met Jake’s gaze over her shoulder. “You ready?”
    “Yeah.” Jake swallowed, heart hammering, wanting more of her, hoping to hell this odd desire was for that special bond he felt with Chase when they did this. He loved fucking a woman with Chase, loved the contact, loved how they worked together to bring her to orgasm. “Can you do it here?”
    “No, move up to the bed.” Chase helped Kate up, her pussy making a wet noise as she lifted from him.
    Jake swung off the bench. He plopped down on his back on the mattress, plumping the pillows, and waited. Kate crawled up his body, a devilish grin on her lips as she nipped and bit her way up his belly, her teeth tugging first one nipple, then the other. Oh, not good to watch, not when he felt weird.
    Instead, Jake met Chase’s gaze over her shoulder and nodded. Jake would enter her first, then Chase would take her from behind. Why the hell was he so nervous all of a sudden? He’d played hostess a ton of times. This would be even better.
    “You ready, darlin’?” Jake asked when she settled on his lap, her breasts brushing his chest. She braced herself on one hand beside his forearm, using the other to slide him home in her eager heat.
    They moaned at the same time as she impaled herself on the length of Jake’s cock. God, it felt so good, sinful. So right when it was all wrong, fucking his best friend’s wife when Chase