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again. Whatever it was he was doing, he wasn’t about to stop. Not now. Not yet.
    He wanted to suck Rob’s cock, feel it deep in his throat. He also wanted to feel Shayla’s cunt closing around his dick as he fucked her. Shit, he was a mess.
    Dragging his fingers through his hair, he took a deep breath and let it go. He took one of the two facecloths hanging from a brushed-nickel rod and ran it under the tap until the water was warm. When it was totally wet, he squeezed out the excess water. At the last second, he grabbed one of the small towels too. Just in case.
    Squaring his shoulders, he walked back into the bedroom ready to take whatever his friends were willing to offer him.

Chapter Three
    Shayla was propped comfortably on the bed when Adam entered the room. The red ribbon was still wrapped in a bow around her neck. Her thick dark braid was draped over one shoulder. She smiled at him and held out her hand.
    A weight he hadn’t even realized was pushing down on him lifted. He’d been half afraid she might be done for the night and ready for him to leave. He held up the cloth like a peace offering.
    “Why don’t you help Shayla get cleaned up?”
    His gaze darted to Rob and back to Shayla. She nodded and he sat on the edge of the bed and started at her brow. She closed her eyes as he ran the cloth over her face and down her neck. “That feels good,” she murmured. He continued to stroke her skin, letting his fingers skim it along with the cloth. It was soft and smooth. He wanted to lick it.
    His erection continued to throb, but Adam ignored it, focusing all his attention on Shayla as he stroked the cloth down her arms and over her torso. Her breath caught in her throat when the material grazed her nipples.
    Adam could barely take his eyes off her. She truly was beautiful. He was happy she and Rob had found one another. He glanced at his friend and found him propped up against the headboard, hands resting on his belly, just above his swollen cock.
    He wanted to taste that cock. Had wanted to for years.
    As if he knew what Adam was thinking, Rob smiled. “Finish it.”
    Adam brought his attention back to Shayla and carefully plied the cloth between her legs, wiping away the evidence of her earlier orgasms. She canted her hips toward him and murmured her thanks.
    He tossed the cloth aside and wondered what would happen now. He was adrift here, never having been in this kind of situation before. Whether he’d been with a male or a female, it had always been a one-on-one encounter. This was very different. The two of them were here, now, and the feelings he had for them both were real and deep.
    Adam swallowed back his misgivings and embraced the night. This was a gift, one he wasn’t stupid enough to refuse. Even if he wanted to, it was too late. They’d gone too far to turn back now.
    The bed dipped and the sheets rustled. A small hand touched his chest. He looked deep into Shayla’s eyes and found only acceptance. “Why don’t you sit next to Rob?”
    Considering the gift she’d already given him, he was ready to do whatever she asked him. It was never hard to give in to a beautiful, naked woman’s demands. And sitting next to a naked and aroused Rob wasn’t exactly a hardship.
    She shifted out of the way, making room for him at the head of the bed. Adam levered himself up until his back hit the headboard. He took a moment to prop one of the pillows behind him.
    Shayla faced them both, kneeling between them. She came up on her hands and knees and began moving toward him. A muscle below Adam’s left eye began to twitch and his hands clenched at his sides. Anticipation thrummed through him.
    Leaning forward, she brought her lips to his. Soft and supple, they brushed over his. She tasted sweet, her touches more tentative than Rob’s had been. The contrast between the two set his heart pounding. He wanted them both.
    As if she could hear the chaotic thoughts pinging around in his brain, she pulled back and