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didn’t fuck him, did you?”
    “Maybe.”
    He snorted. “Well, shit. Didn’t see that coming.”
    They got out and headed inside. “What can I say, I like men in uniform.”
    He shot her a look, half-surprise, half-question. “What’s that mean?”
    She gave him her most innocent smile. “Nothing. Nothing at all…”
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    T HE house was dark, and Amanda was on her way back from the restroom when she heard the grunting. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
    She stopped at Robbie’s door, pressed her ear to the wood. The sharp slap of skin on skin mixed with groans. The knob twisted under her touch. Unlocked. She edged the door open.
    The slapping and groaning grew louder. Sex and sweat hung heavy in the air. Robbie’s back was to her, his legs and ass flexing with each thrust. Dylan lay across the bed on his stomach, his head toward the door.
    “Oh, shit,” Dylan said.
    “What?”
    “The door, Robbie, the fucking door.”
    Robbie twisted around, his hands still on Dylan’s hips. “Amanda, shut the door,” he hissed. “Get out of here.”
    Her heart pounding, she slipped into the room and closed the door behind her. Snicked the lock shut. Robbie was leaving in the morning, and she didn’t know if she would ever have another chance.
    “What are you doing?” Robbie said. He panted, still out of breath. “Go… go to your room.”
    “No.” She licked her lips, moved closer.
    “What? Do you want to participate ?” Dylan asked. A smile stretched across his face. “Hot.”
    “You can’t come in here. This can’t happen again . ” Robbie glanced around, looking for help that didn’t exist.
    “Again?” Dylan asked. “You mean, you two…”
    “Yeah,” Robbie whispered. “We did.”
    She unbuttoned the flannel shirt that passed as her pajama top. Let it fall to the floor. “We’re not actually related by blood.”
    Robbie had pulled out, stood there with his cock erect between them. He was only inches away, heat radiating from his body. Each breath shifted her hair. “This is a bad idea.”
    She pushed him in the center of the chest, sending him stumbling back onto the bed. Hooking her thumbs into her waistband, she shimmied out of her pants.
    “I don’t care. Not anymore.”
    “Are you out of your mind?” Robbie asked.
    “Are you? Anyone could have caught you.”
    “And they can’t catch you? What do you think would go down worse, me being bi or… or incest?”
    She shrugged. “Six of one, half a dozen of the other, right, Dylan?”
    He was sitting up now, and leaned over to slap Robbie on the leg. “Scoot over. Make some space.”
    “I could lose you,” she said. “Any day I could get find out you’re dead in some godforsaken hellhole. Well, I’m not going to lose you without something to remember you by. Now scoot.”
    She hopped up on the bed between them and grabbed Dylan by the dick. She reached for Robbie, but paused and took an extra second to peel off his condom and flick it to the floor. He held his breath the whole time.
    “So what do you have in mind?” Dylan asked. He had a hand in her lap, his fingers massaging her thigh, occasionally sneaking down between her legs.
    “I thought maybe you could finish what you started the other night.” She gave him one last squeeze, then turned her attention to Robbie. “I’ve been dreaming about this since you left for the Corps.” Her mouth plunged for his cock.
    He tasted clean with a hint of salt. Sweat more than cum, though after a few strokes the flavor changed a little toward the latter. His shaft was thick and warm, his crown soft and velvet. She swirled her tongue around the edge of the crown, feeling his ridges. Her head bobbed as she worked up and down the length of his prick. Idly, in the back her head, she wondered where it had been since he’d left her. How many girls had sucked him? The devil on her shoulder wondered how many boys had, too.
    She pushed her head lower until her nose was right in the