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they’d leave quickly.
    They did, reluctantly. H e watched them go, his mind turning over how to explain what had just happened. He couldn’t come up with a damn thing. Hoping to appear nonchalant, he turned back to the table, the heat from the women’s eyes threatening to scorch him. The only one who wasn’t looking at him was Patti. He swallowed tightly. “I should get back,” he said slowly. “To my, uh…”
    “Friends?” Patti asked pleasantly, though the look she turned on him made him feel like the biggest dick who ever existed.
    “Right, friends,” he said regretfully. Standing, he cast a friendly smile around the table, but the only one he was really interested in seeing it was the woman who refused to look up at him. “Have a good evening, ladies.” With nothing left to say that wouldn’t make him look worse than he already did, he moved through the crush of dancers to find his dates.
     
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    “Oh, right there, daddy,” the blonde moaned, tugging on his hair. “ That feels so good.”
    Call him crazy, but there was just something about being called someone’s father that turned him off, especially considering the things he was doing to her. Jon plunged ahead anyway, pounding into her as he tried to shrug off his sudden disinterest. It wasn’t working.
    “Come over here, ” he grunted, motioning the brunette over to the bed. She climbed on, crawling seductively on her knees until she sat poised in front of him. She looked up at him with heavy, lust-filled eyes awaiting his next command. “Give me your mouth.”
    She did, leaning in to him and running her fingers down his chest. He sucked on her tongue, focusing on the low, throaty moans of both of the women. He stopped pumping his hips as he plunged two fingers into the brunette’s wet pussy, focusing all of his attention on her. She gasped into his mouth, throwing herself deeper into the kiss. Beneath him, the blonde began rocking her hips, dragging her tight sheath up and down his hard shaft.
    This wasn’t working. He was trying to concentrate on what he was doing to the women in his bed, but every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was the disappointment on Patti’s face. It ate at him, making him desperate. He didn’t want to feel this way, like it mattered what someone else thought.
    No, not just someone.
    Her.
    He felt his cock begin to soften and he jerked his hips back, unsheathing himself to the blonde’s great displeasure.
    “Where are you going?” she whined, staring up at him with her legs still spread wide for his viewing pleasure. “Get back here.”
    Brunette slapped her questing hand away. “You’ve already had your turn, Mandy.” She grabbed his cock, now only half-erect, and frowned. “What’s the matter, baby? Mandy’s pussy not tight enough for you?” She smiled wickedly, giving him a couple good tugs that he had to admit felt pretty damn good. Maybe there was some hope for him yet.
    With renewed hope, Jon combed her hair back from her face and knotted it up in his fist, yanking her head back to let her know that he was still the one in charge here. “Why don’t you get down there and give it a little kiss?” he suggested, and nipped her bottom lip.
    Dropping down on all four s, Jon guided her with his hand still twisted in the hair at the base of her neck, and growled as he watched her swallow him down. The kind of things women were able to do with just their mouths never ceased to amaze him. It was almost better than being balls deep in their tight little bodies, but not quite. Nothing compared to that sweet heaven.
    Only this time, to Jon’s absolute frustration, it wasn’t working. The more she licked and sucked his cock, the more the bastard seemed to retreat. He gave her a few more minutes just to see if anything would happen, growing tense with aggravation when it didn’t. “Enough,” he growled, giving her hair a sharp tug.
    Ripping off the condom, he jumped off the bed and