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do everything,” Rob said, contradicting Steve’s inner thoughts. “But I want to kiss you too.”
    Pam’s voice trembled a little. “O-okay.”
    Steve’s eyes had adjusted to the dark enough that he saw it when Rob dipped his head, when he sealed his mouth over Pam’s. No blackout blind was one-hundred percent effective, so a glimmer of moonlight shone through the cracks at the edge of the blinds, allowing him to see the way she responded. She slipped a hand around Rob’s neck and held him to her, sinking into the kiss with a visible melting of limbs that made Steve as jealous as fuck.
    And it aroused the hell out of him at the same time. He had to admit it, watching Pam kiss his friend was hot. It probably didn’t help that she still had her palm pressed to Steve’s cock. As she kissed Rob, she started stroking Steve’s erection in a hypnotizing up-and-down rhythm. Helpless to do anything differently, Steve rocked his hips, encouraging her ministrations.
    Then both he and Rob started undoing the buttons on Pam’s cardigan.
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    If she stopped to think about it too long, Pam knew she’d be shocked at herself. Possibly even appalled enough to stop what was going on. Which was why she decided not to think about it—about the fact she was in someone else’s house, someone else’s bedroom, with a yard full of party guests not far away, being kissed and fondled by two men.
    She couldn’t think about it, because she couldn’t stop. Not now, not even after Steve’s kiss had completely disorientated her and made her wonder what the hell was going on. Rob was the sweet one, the one she could see herself actually dating if not for that pesky age difference. Steve was brash and annoying and went out of his way to challenge her every time they met.
    Yet it was Steve’s kiss that had fried her brain, that had affected her like no other. Now, in comparison, Rob’s kiss seemed sort of…tame. Lovely, like the first time, but not as wild and unpredictable as Steve’s.
    The truth of that made her gasp and pull back with a guilty start. It was a horrible thing to compare the man you’re kissing to another and to think him wanting. Perhaps she ought to stop this after all.
    Rob leaned back and took off his shirt, revealing what looked like acres and acres of ripped muscle.
    Well, maybe she wouldn’t stop it after all. Pam practically salivated as she admired the defined planes of Rob’s chest in the darkened room. As Steve released the last buttons on her cardigan and parted the material, her own fingers itched to touch Rob’s gloriously smooth body. She reached out and encountered hard abs that bunched under her hands. At the same time, Steve plucked at her hardened nipple through her silk camisole top.
    Pam jerked in response, her already heightened arousal spiking. Steve did it again, this time to the other nipple, and Pam closed her eyes on the pleasure, letting her head drop back against the wall. While she blocked out all but the sensation of Steve’s hands on her, she felt the heat of their stares and knew both men were watching her lose control. The thought made her pussy throb with wet need. Her hand, still pressed to Steve’s fly, clutched convulsively around the hardness behind his zipper.
    Rob’s lips brushed her temple. His body heat wrapped around her as he leaned close and whispered, “Do that to me. Please.”
    He grasped her wrist and shifted her free hand downward to show her what he wanted. Pam moaned as she encountered Rob’s bulging hard-on. Damn, he was easily as big and hard as Steve, maybe even bigger. As she rubbed her hand up and down, her mouth watered at the thought of taking first Rob and then Steve into her mouth.
    “Damn. So good,” Rob groaned as he thrust his hips. They were both rocking into her touch as though helpless to stop their base physical reactions. It was incredible having two such strong men powerless against the merest brush of her fingers. She hadn’t expected to