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toast, so grab the syrup, would yah?”
    The table set, Chris slapped down a plate of French toast in front of Jesse. The sweet smell of cinnamon and sugar made his stomach rumble. “Smells good.”
    Kayla forked a couple of slices onto her plate and proceeded to drown the bread in syrup.
    Like watching a car crash, Chris stared at her with an expression somewhere between fascination and disgust. “Holy shit, Kay.”
    “What? I like syrup.” She stabbed a piece of toast and shoved it into her mouth, her eyes widening in appreciation. “Oh God, Chris, this is amazing,” she said around the mouthful of toast.
    He laughed. “Glad you like it.”
    The next forkful she brought to her mouth was dripping in so much syrup a glob fell on her shirt and ran down the material.
    “I think you’d better lose the shirt. Otherwise you’ll be a huge mess.” Jesse waggled his eyebrows at her in his best Groucho Marx impersonation.
    Chris’ eyes darkened at the request. “Definitely. Lose the shirt.”
    The edges of her lips curled in a seductive smile.
    Jesus, this threesome had done something to Kayla. Gone was the shy, insecure girl he knew and in her place was this sexy, confident woman. She teasingly pulled the shirt from her body and sat magnificently naked at the table. Her nipples beaded tightly while they looked at her, showing them exactly what their appreciative stares were doing to her.
    Chris dipped his finger into the pool of syrup on her plate and swirled it around her erect nipple. Kayla’s back arched into his hand, seeking his touch.
    Not wanting to miss out, Jesse stood and pushed the plates out of the way. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and laid it down for Kayla to lie on. Chris grinned at him, grabbed Kayla by the hips and lifted her onto the edge of the table.
    “Lie down,” he demanded.
    She lay back on the table. Her body a buffet for the senses. The aromas of French toast melded with the scent of aroused woman. Jesse just wanted to bury himself inside her. Slow down, man . He grabbed the bottle of syrup and grinned at the heat reflected on Chris’ face.
    He held the bottle high above her body and squeezed, allowing the syrup to run across the curves and valleys of her luscious body. Chris flattened his tongue, lapping up a trail of syrup. Jesse squirted a pattern across her breast, circling her nipple with the liquid.
    Everywhere he poured, Chris followed with his tongue, allowing Jesse to orchestrate the entire encounter. Kayla squirmed on the table, eager for the next drizzle. He trailed it across her stomach and onto the top of her inner thigh. Chris raised his head with a grin and pushed her thighs apart. When the cold syrup hit Kayla’s hot core, she moaned in pleasure.
    Chris left her upper body and glided his tongue across her inner thigh.
    “Chris,” she whispered. “Please.” Her entire body shuddered beneath his lips. He parted her lips with his fingers.
    “God, I’m going to enjoy this.”
    With one sure stroke, he lapped across her clit and drove his tongue deep inside her. Kayla’s body bowed off the table, a moan ripped through her.
    Unable to stay apart any longer, Jesse sucked her nipple inside his mouth and pulled. Kayla’s fingers laced through his hair and gripped tightly, urging him to keep doing what he was doing.
    Chris’ hand dipped between her legs, the combination of his fingers and tongue worked Kayla into a frenzy, her body bucking beneath them both. She grabbed Jesse’s head and pulled him up to kiss her. Her tongue darted in his mouth, matching the rhythm of Chris’ tongue inside her, connecting them all. Without breaking the kiss, Jesse pinched both of her nipples between his fingers. Kayla sucked his tongue inside her mouth, her teeth digging in as she came.
    “Wow,” Kayla sighed, her breath coming out in ragged pants.
    Chris stood up and wiped the syrup from his mouth and then licked his fingers. The movement was so sexy. Jesse could only imagine how