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embarrassment and arousal.
    “You don’t have to say that, Jamie. I’m already naked.”
    She knew she wasn’t the hot twin. She’d come to terms with it years ago. While they both had their mother’s blue eyes, Leni had their father’s straight blonde hair and Jo had their mother’s rich, dark curls. Jo was a little taller, a little leaner through the arms and legs and a lot fuller in the chest and ass. She turned heads and nearly caused accidents when she walked down the street in the short, snug dresses she liked to wear in the summer. Leni barely turned heads.
    But Leni loved Jo just as unconditionally as Jo loved her back. There was no competition. She was proud of her for the great marriage she’d built with her husband Gabe and her decision to be a stay-at-home mother. She adored Jo’s feisty ways, which had only gotten feistier now that she was a protective mama bear. And Leni appreciated it on the several occasions her sister had intervened when bullies in school, stupid bitches in bars, whoever, had tried to prey on her, the sickly, meek twin.
    Jamie put space between their bodies and simply looked at her for a moment.
    “Let me show you something,” he said, getting off the bed.
    He took her hand, helping her as she stood, and turned her to face the wide full-length mirror hanging on her bedroom wall. She looked so small and fair with him looming tall, broad and dark behind her.
    “Look at yourself.”
    She did. Her hair was a tangled rat’s nest, there were bright-red splotches on her cheeks and her swollen bottom lip looked as though she’d been punched in the mouth.
    “Now see what I see. Silky blonde hair, blue eyes a guy could absolutely drown in, a mouth wet dreams are made of.” He smiled when she rolled her eyes at him.
    He stepped closer and wrapped an arm around her. The sight of his arm and the stark contrast of all those vivid waves of color against the white of her skin had her nipples pulling tight again.
    “You are absolutely perfect,” he said, his eyes on hers in the mirror.
    He ran a hand over her shoulder, fingers spread out over her collarbone, trailed just the tips up her neck to cradle her jaw and lift her chin high, as if she was proud. Heat surged through every part of her as their eyes met in the reflective glass. He turned just his head as he held her gaze and touched his mouth to her earlobe.
    “Watch me touching you, Leni,” he whispered, releasing the hold he had on her chin, his fingers dawdling in the hollow at the base of her throat for a minute before heading for one of her breasts. “Look at how absolutely amazing you are.”
    She couldn’t have looked away if she’d wanted to, even if she didn’t exactly agree with his adjectives. She was mesmerized by the novelty of watching what was happening to her body, by his hand, while it was happening.
    He tightened the hold he had on her ribs, pulling her against his chest and pressing the long, hard line of his cock against her ass. His fingers brushed lightly over her nipple as though he was aware of how overly sensitive they were after he’d been a little rough with her earlier. The shock went straight to her sex. A little groan escaped her when he licked the tip of his finger and her head fell back against his shoulder when he circled her nipple with it.
    She pulled her legs together and tightened the muscles in her thighs, needing to put pressure on her pussy as it filled with heat, burned to be touched.
    A smile spread over his face.
    “You like that?” he asked, arching a dark eyebrow at her.
    His hand left her breast and moved between their bodies. She groaned when his cock slid between her legs. He was hard as hell again. The wet tip bumped against the hooded front of her sex and she gasped.
    “Look what you do to me, sweetheart,” he murmured against her neck.
    That fucking piercing rubbed against her clit and she nearly came on the spot as she watched the reflection of the head of his glorious cock