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excited.
    Need slammed Loren just as Alex shoved him hard. “You son of a—”
    He rocked back but didn’t fall.
    “No!” Posy hurled herself over the desk, just tall enough to throw out an arm and grab for Loren. Her fingers raked over his midsection, leaving a trail of want.
    He and Alex turned to look at her. She was splayed over the desk, her breasts crushed against the wood and her cleavage bursting from her top. Her ass was thrust into the air, ripe for the taking.
    “Fuck, Alex. Don’t you see this is what we all need?” Loren reached for his lover’s nape. The touch jolted Alex from his angry haze, and they stared at each for a long minute. Understanding shot between their gazes.
    Wordlessly Alex circled the desk, positioning himself by her ass. With a swipe of his arm, Loren cleared the desk. Then together he and Alex flipped Posy onto her back.
    “Guys …I don’t…I can’t…”
    “ I think you can and want to, baby.” Loren didn’t wait for more protests. He bent to her mouth.
    The first touch sent a bolt of lust through him, followed by a pooling of tenderness that enveloped his heart. He kissed her upside down, learning the contours of her perfect lips until small squeaks erupted from her.
    Her feminine taste catapulted him into a higher plane of need. His cock battered his zipper, and he groaned.
    “My turn.” Alex skimmed Loren’s jaw with his fingers, breaking their kiss. Loren pulled back, drinking in Posy’s stunned expression. Her blue eyes were deep pools of want.
    As Alex leaned over her to take control of her mouth, Loren touched her. He explored the silky skin of her throat, tracing a path down to her shoulder and farther down to touch her bare arm. The flesh pebbled for him.
    Posy’s chest rose and fell. When she tore her mouth away from Alex’s, she gasped, “You guys are driving me crazy.”
    “We know the feeling, sweetheart,” Alex drawled.
    Loren let his breath tease her ear. “You ever fantasize about using this desk for anything besides work?”
    “Y-yes.”
    Alex swung his gaze to Loren. He suspected Alex wasn’t a hundred-percent on board with Loren’s proposal to share Posy, yet his eyes were hooded with desire.
    They could talk later. Posy’s nipples were hard spikes distending her blouse, and Loren wasn’t going to wait much longer for another taste of her. He cared about her and Alex both. Why shouldn’t he act on it?
    “What have you thought about, sweetheart?” Alex’s voice was a low rumble.
    At Alex’s talk-dirty tone, the hair on Loren’s forearms stood up.
    Posy darted a look at Loren then back to Alex. Her tongue slipped out and she wet her lower lip. “ Umm. It’s impossible not to think about you…taking advantage of me…when you’re in and out of my office all day with your muscles and low-slung jeans and testosterone.”
    “Which one of us?” Alex asked.
    Posy hesitated. Her breath came faster. Finally she closed her eyes and whispered, “Both.”
    Alex hunched his shoulders as if a shiver had claimed him. “You want both of us touching you. Like this?” He stroked her lower lip with his thumb. When she opened her mouth, he dipped it inside.
    Loren’s balls clenched as he watched her wet the pad of Alex’s thumb. As Alex trailed it down over her jaw, throat and to the seam of her cleavage, Loren could take no more.
    He moved around to close his hands around her waist. God, touching her was so good. After all these weeks of torment, he had her in his hands.
    Her belly dipped with every breath. He danced his fingers over her waist then upward over her ribs, so close to her breasts. But Alex reached them first.
    Kissing her, Alex closed his hands over each mound. She moaned and squirmed.
    Through hooded eyes, Loren watched Alex caress her breasts then tweak her nipples. A rough cry broke from her.
    “I can’t hold back.” Loren tugged her blouse from the waistband of her skirt. The glimpse of tanned flesh ignited him. His jeans