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was right there, waiting for Kate to settle.
    There was a time in his life, long ago, when this was as far from what he imagined his birthday celebration would be. He’d lost his virginity on his sixteenth birthday, giving it to his equally virgin girlfriend. His soul mate. God, so innocent, and now at thirty-five, he was fucking his best friend’s wife and hoping to hell he didn’t love her.
    No. Jake froze as Kate slid her arms around his shoulders and pressed her breasts hard into his chest. No. His breathing accelerated, not because he was horny as hell, either. Please, no.
    “Happy birthday, Jake,” she whispered in his ear. The space in her pelvis grew incredibly tighter, hotter, more fucking incredible as Chase worked his way into her ass. Jake could feel his length through the thin membrane of flesh and muscle that separated them. “We’re going to blow your mind.”
    Jake’s mind was already blown. He closed his eyes tight and flexed his hips, letting lust and ritual take over, not trusting himself to take the lead on this one. Chase did the work, pumping into her ass, sliding her up Jake’s cock and then down again, the motion sinful, the tight, wet heat way too much.
    Distractions. He needed many of them, to take his mind somewhere safe. Jake focused on the salt of his sweat, listened to Chase breathe, ignored Kate’s pants and mewls, her gentle, floral scent. His hips knew what to do, gyrating, flexing, getting himself deeper. His hands wanted to hold her, oh, he wanted to hold her and press her tighter. He wanted to love her.
    No.
    Yeah, he did. Her pussy clenched around his cock, spasming, the wetness flooding his shaft. He wanted her to come, for him. He wanted her to scream his name, not Chase’s.
    “She’s ready, Chase. Tell her to come.” Jake forced the words between his lips, between his teeth, knowing Chase would think he was right on the edge, ready to shatter himself. She wasn’t his to command.
    “Love, come for us,” Chase coaxed, pistoning faster, his fingers biting into Kate’s hips. Jake focused on Chase for a moment, fucking his wife like a man possessed. Did he even know he pumped her in time to the music in the background? Jake doubted it. All Jake knew was he felt trapped, the walls of his generous room closing in, pressing his friends closer to his reluctant body.
    Kate shuddered, her pussy quivering around Jake’s dick, the spasms squeezing him python-hard. Jake brought his shaking hands up and held her. No way he could stop himself if he wanted. Lust drove him closer to orgasm, his balls tight to his body, the veins in his shaft throbbing.
    He closed his eyes and drove into her, once, twice, and allowed the mind-blowing bliss to take him. His skin tingled as a zillion stars exploded behind his eyes, white, pounding light that matched the aching in his cock. His toes curled, his calves cramped, and damned if the condom didn’t feel near to bursting deep inside her.
    “Jesus, Kate,” Chase whispered as he stretched out over her back, nibbling her neck. “I don’t think you’ve ever come that hard before. Your ass was like a vise. Man, Jake, I’m surprised she didn’t squeeze your dick off.”
    “It’s still there.” Jake kissed Kate’s cheek when she lifted her head to meet his gaze. “You were amazing, honey.”
    “Thank you.” She smiled like a cat who’d had too much cream and slipped from Jake’s body, turning to Chase for his approval. As she should have, damn it. But it hurt when Chase kissed her lips, murmuring to her, his hands in her hair, her lithe form pulled tight to his harder form. He tugged her down, and they snuggled against Jake, Chase’s hand ruffling Jake’s hair as he’d done countless times before.
    After a few moments, he and Chase got up and did the manly stuff required of them. Jake paused to turn off the music while Chase brought back a warm towel and bottled water for Kate, cleaning her gently as she drank. Then they piled back