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slide her fingers inside, digging her nails into his skin. There was fire and passion within her. For the first time today, something made sense. They fit.
    Lance used both of his hands to yank down the lace covering her breasts. She gasped, her hands coming up to hide herself.
    C arly shook her head. “Wait . We can’t do this, not like this.”
    “Yes, we can. We have to .”
    “Lance…”
    Taking her wrists, he forced her hands down, bent his head , and took the tip of one breast in his mouth.
    She tried to free her hands and he bit her nipple gently. A warning. He switched to the dry nipple, flicking it with his tongue before taking it in his mouth.
    “Stop, Lance. W e should…should… oh… ”
    He sucked harder, grinning in savage satisfaction as her objections trailed away. He pressed his leg between hers, forcing them open.
    He took one of her hands and brought it to his fly. Her fingers curled around the hard length of him through the fabric of his pants.
    “I’m going to fuck you,” he w hispered against her breast, raising his knee until he felt the wet heat of her sex against his thigh.
    Her hand jerked away from his cock. “We can’t do this, not without Preston.”
    Lance’s teeth ground together. That name. Jesus. He struggled to calm down, to understand . “You want him, not me?”
    “What? No, but we’re supposed to be together, the three of us.”
    Years of military training reared its ugly head. Lance only knew one way. Kill or be killed. “If he wants you , he’ll have to come and take you.”
    Grasping her by the hips, Lance turned her and bent her over the piano. Her ass rubbed against his cock, driving him wild. Grabbing one of her wrists , he forced it to the small of her back, using it to hold her in place as he opened his fly. She shuddered at his bondage, moaning quietly. God, she was a wildcat.
    “We shouldn’t,” she whispered, even as her hips rocked back against him, enticing, inviting.
    He jerked her panties down. He couldn’t get them off because of the garters, but it was enough. He slid his finger into her sex, rubbing her clit and then pressing two thick fingers inside her. She shivered in pleasure, her tepid protests gone. “God. Lance. I—”
    “What are you doing?”
    Preston stood in the open doorway of a bedroom. His black gaze swept over the tableau before him. Lance pressed his fingers deeper into Carly and rubbed her clit, wringing a nother moan of pleasure from her.
    “Carly and I are getting to know each other.”
    “I heard her tell you to stop.”
    “She thinks you need to be involved. I think otherwise.”
    “You…you ass.” The words were muffled until Carly tossed her hair back and said it again. “You ass. Let me go.”
    Lance frowned. She sounded angry, no longer aroused. Lance wanted to howl in frustration. The moment had clearly passed, but he wished someone would explain that fact to his throbbing cock.
    Lance refused to give up. It was his biggest fault—and the thing that had earned him more commendations than any othe r Marine o n his team. “Carly, I know you want this.”
    “I believe the lady asked you to let her go.”
    Carly braced her free hand on the piano and pushed. Acting on pure instinct, Lance leaned into her, holding her more securely. Control was slipping from his grasp again. For a split second, he’d held the reins, but now they were being stolen from him again.
    Preston darted across the space and knocked Lance’s hand off her back. “Let. Her. Go.”
    “So you can have her? I don’t think so.” Lance curled his fingers inside her, felt her body react. “She wants me.”
    “Maybe, maybe not.” Preston grabbed the wrist of the hand that was still buried in Carly’s warm sex.
    “Mo ve that hand or you’ll lose it.” Lance tensed, ready to fight.
    “Stop!” Carly pushed herself up. Lance’s hand slid from her body and, as she stumbled back a step, she forced them apart. Preston caught her around the