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buckled. Heat swarmed her body. “Oh God,” she breathed as he tightened his hold to keep her from falling. Achingly slow he thrust in and out of her pussy. She closed her eyes, imagining it was his cock. Another wave of moisture released. For a second her hips fell into the rhythm of his hand.
    So good. So—
    Her eyelids sprung wide. Out of nowhere a glimmer of sanity peeked beyond the haze her mind had become. What the hell was she doing?
    She tensed and yanked away from Rowdy, grappling for her corset to shield herself. Her thighs snapped together trapping the hand between them. “I—"
    Rowdy covered her mouth once again. Firmly he held her head, controlling the moment. Crane increased the pace down below, his thumb pressed on her clit and she lost it.
    Throwing caution to the wind, she curled her fingers into Rowdy's shirt, angled her head and stabbed her tongue between his lips, mimicking the hand moving steadily between her legs. Spasms squeezed and released in her abdomen. Tingles burst like fireworks shooting into the sky. She bucked against Crane's hand once, twice, and then her orgasm roared to the surface shattering into a million pieces.
    Rowdy swallowed her scream.
    One after another, currents of ecstasy raced through her body, awakening every nerve. Flames flickered across her skin. Her pulse raced, heart beating out of control. A cry squeezed from between her lips.
    "That's it, sweetheart.” Crane slowed his pace. “Let it go.” He focused his finger on the bundle of nerves and began a slow circular motion that was driving her to the edge of madness. Hitting a particular sensitive spot, her body jerked and another series of currents skyrocketed.
    "Crane.” Squirming beneath his touch, she cried out, “Please. No more.” He retracted his hand and she slumped against him, sighing as her arms fell from around Rowdy's neck.
    "Dolan.” Crane wrapped his arms around her, snuggling his nose into her hair. “Call me Dolan. And, darlin', we've only begun to have our way with you."
    To emphasize his friend's point Rowdy began to unlace her corset. She tried to stop him but he was quick, drawing the ribbon completely out of the garment. “Damn. Tracy.” As he released the ribbon and let it join her corset lying at her feet, he admired her breasts. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are when you're coming?” With a kick of his booted foot her corset slid across the room and out of her reach. “Dolan, you should have seen her.” He brushed the underside of her breasts and then filled his palms with them. When he skimmed over her nipples a sting filtered through them bordering on pain and pleasure.
    "Maybe I should go,” she managed to say on a shuddering breath even as she leaned further into him.
    Dolan's arms tightened around her. “Not on your life, sweetheart."
    Why did it feel so natural to be held by this man? So right, yet so wrong. They were competitors. Nor should she forget the fact that he despised her. Well, outside the bedroom anyway.
    "You can't leave now.” Rowdy wove his fingers through her hair and pulled her mouth to his. “Please don't leave,” he whispered against her lips.
    Dolan turned her in his arms, forcing his friend to surrender her. Lightheaded, her mind spun, taking a moment for her senses to return. She'd nearly forgotten just how good looking he was. And those eyes, dark and mesmerizing, she could drown in them.
    Without a word, he closed the distance between their mouths. This time his kiss was gentle, meant to seduce, and he was doing a damn good job. She leaned into him, opening her mouth when his tongue caressed between her lips.
    Man, could he kiss.
    Tracy savored his masculine flavor with a hint of whiskey. With one hand he held her head immobile, while his other palm slid down her body to cup the bare cheek of her ass. He squeezed, creating a flutter low in her belly. Bending his knees, he scooped his arms beneath her knees. She found herself cradled in his