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her beautifully straight teeth into her lower lip as she clenched her thighs together.
    Jack grinned and shuffled to her side, gently spreading her legs with his large hands. He hooked his fingers under the waistband of her red satin underwear and slowly pulled them down, exposing the clean-shaven pussy beneath. “You’re gorgeous,” he murmured, placing the material beside him on the mattress.
    She was. Blushing with a lustful glow, her breasts heaving against the tightly strung corset, Pamela was a sight, one he hoped her deceased husband had savored.
    Jack lay between her spread knees, his mouth hovering close to her core. “Relax,” he purred, keeping his focus on Pamela as he swiped his tongue out to brush her clit.
    She gasped at the first lick, arching her back off the bed.
    Fuck. Tonight was testing Leo on too many levels. He ached to be the one positioned between heavenly thighs, tasting the heady flavor of arousal. He closed his eyes, picturing the image on the bed with two different people. Shay would be against the pillows, her legs parted for his touch, her cream resting on the tip of his tongue. He’d lap at her, delving his fingers into her smooth heat until she started to whimper. Then he’d back off, kissing her thighs, nipping her skin until she begged him to continue, tangling her fingers in his hair, pulling at the strands.
    His dick was hard as stone at the thought. Tap, tap, tapping against his zipper, pleading for release. He wanted her. Naked. Now. If he got through the night without a waver in his step from his growing case of blue balls, he’d be fucking surprised.
    Pamela’s moan had his eyes opening, and he grinned to find her writhing under Jack’s touch. She clutched the bed sheets, her pelvis raised for more, her sounds increasing with every flick of her lover’s tongue.
    “Enough,” Leo ordered, his tone harsher than anticipated.
    Jack growled, Pamela whimpered, and they both looked at him with annoyance.
    “On your hands and knees, sweetheart.” Leo softened the command. “I want you to take his dick in your mouth.”
    Pamela swallowed as she pushed to a seated position and Jack moved to his knees. Her sights were set on the thick erection jutting toward her, a large fist slowly pumping the length.
    “Can you…” she turned to Leo and grimaced, “…can you instruct me?”
    He inclined his head, his throat too dry to speak. He could still feel the shiver of Shay’s gaze on his skin, could sense her nearby, could almost smell her. His blood rushed with lust and adrenaline, his forehead beaded with sweat. Never had he fought so hard with his self-control. He wanted to stride to the bar, to kiss the sass right out of her and sink his cock into her heat until she screamed.
    “T-take.” Fuck. He cleared his throat. “Take the head of his shaft in your mouth.”
    His own dick threatened to explode. He could imagine Shay’s lips around his length, her tongue brushing the underside, her delicate hands cupping his balls. Without thought, he stepped forward and palmed the back of Pamela’s head, guiding her, testing her gag reflex as she took Jack to the back of her throat.
    With his other hand, he adjusted his erection, trying to make the fucker comfortable when it was hard enough to drill through stone. His breathing grew heavy and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as he listened to the suction of her mouth.
    Jack began to groan with each gently guided stroke, and the pressure increased to breaking point in Leo’s sac. He released his grip, fumbling back as he opened his eyes.
    “Are you all right if Jack take’s it from here?” he asked. Guilt built in his chest, but unless he got out of this room, away from sex and the temptation of Shay, he was going to make a fool of himself.
    Pamela released the cock in her mouth with a pop. “Yes.” The word was breathy, her smile genuine.
    Thank fuck. He stroked her loose hair behind her ear, letting the sense of achievement