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switched it on. Her heart fel . “No batteries!”
    She darted to her dressing table drawer, rifled around and found an open package. Merciful y the requisite number of batteries was in the packet and the thing came on when she fitted them. By the time she got back on the bed and got comfy with her new best friend, Joshua was on his knees in front of Stewart, giving him what she could only describe as the most unbelievably sexy blowjob she had ever seen or imagined, while raking his fingernails over the big guy’s sexy arse cheeks, and it was driving her mental with lust.
    Hol y paused and savoured the absolute sexual pleasure of witnessing such an experience—the incredible vision of male eroticism. The way they handled each other thril ed her, and the hot passion between them was the most intensely arousing she’d ever witnessed. Once again guilt clawed at her conscience, then lust pumped through her, overriding it for the moment at least.
    She flipped the switch on her vibrator. It started to hum, and the overpowering need for release drove her to take action. She ran the vibrator into her sticky folds then eased it over her clit. The swol en nub thrummed in delight, and she moved the vibrator either side of it while she focussed on what was sticky folds then eased it over her clit. The swol en nub thrummed in delight, and she moved the vibrator either side of it while she focussed on what was happening between her neighbours.
    Stewart stood in the middle of the bedroom. The moonlight from the window outlined him and the man keeling at his feet. She was fascinated by the way Joshua worked him. He was an intense man, and that was reflected in the way he made love to Stewart, who was more visceral and raw in his approach to sex. Joshua studied his lover’s reactions, acting on them. The building pressure he felt in his own cock made Hol y thrust the vibrator deep inside.
    If I were there , she thought, as she worked the vibrator in and out, I could be the one sucking Stewart, and have Joshua’s cock inside me . She pictured herself on her hands and knees between them. The deviant thought made her gasp aloud and squirm, and she flicked the vibrator up a notch, unable to string it out.
    Then she felt Joshua working his lover faster, stroking his shaft with one hand as he took a good portion of it into his mouth, his free hand raking over Stewart’s fit buttocks, giving the big man the edge of pain that he liked. That was too much for her and Hol y came, her core clamping on to the sex toy.
    By the time she’d level ed and the toy had slipped free of her slick channel, Stewart came. Moments later—while Joshua wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and grinned up at him—Stewart pul ed him to his feet and directed him to the bed. When Joshua reclined, the big man was over him in a flash, on his hands and knees as he returned the favour, sucking him off.
    Cursing into the night, Hol y wondered if this would drive her mad. She was a slave to the connection. Why was this happening to her? And why in hel ’s name had she agreed to go to dinner with them?
    I must already be mad .
    With a heartfelt, lusty sigh, she reached once again for the vibrator.
     

Chapter Four
    Hol y’s concerns about whether it was the right thing to do or not slipped from her mind the moment Joshua opened the door the next evening. He beamed at her and beckoned her in. After he took the bottle of wine she held in one hand, he wrapped his free arm around her shoulder and kissed her cheek. Hol y’s senses flared into life, her nervousness forgotten as the intimate gesture melted her. His thoughts, too, were deeply pleasured, as if seeing her there made him happy.
    “You smel good, look damned good too.” He looked her dress over approvingly. “ Bella , bella .”
    “Thanks. Hey, do you have Italian blood?” It popped into her head because of his choice of words. It also made sense of his dark good looks.
    “Yes indeed, on my mother’s