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her. She twisted and looked back over her shoulder and her face colored a pretty dark shade of pink indicating that she probably knew now. She faced Aislinn again and he heard her mutter, “They heard me say I wanted to have sex, didn’t they?”
    “I think so, sweetie.” Aislinn tried not to smile. Jon had to give her credit. She failed miserably but she tried.
    “Fine. I guess I’m stuck then. I’m going to have sex.” She peeked behind her again and Jon saw her swallow as her gaze tracked from him to TJ. His cock couldn’t get any harder. “Apparently twice,” she murmured.
    Oh, baby, I guarantee it’ll be more than twice, Jon thought.
    “Go with them. You know I’ll come get you if I need to but Kyle trusts them with his life and I have a feeling you can too. They’re honorable men, Chris.”
    Chris sighed and faced them head on. Jon held a hand out, palm up, his heart thudding in anticipation. Tonight they’d show her not only how fantastic the three of them would be together in bed, but that she could trust them with her body and spirit as well.
    Chris straightened her spine and lifted her chin. Jon had to laugh. She looked like she’d resigned herself to walking the plank. He and TJ were about to show her the heights they could take her to when she stepped off. She moved, marching toward his outstretched hand with complete determination and a glitter of heat in her eyes. Her nostrils flared as she reached out and put her hand—and even if she didn’t realize it, her trust—in the palm of his hand.
    “Where are we going?” she whispered.
    “Home.” Jon tugged her out the door with TJ on her other side and led them to his car, glad she had come with Aislinn and they didn’t have to worry about hers. Leaning back, he eyeballed her shapely legs beneath her skirt, something he’d never seen her in. Sexy as all get out. His gaze wandered higher to her firm butt and lack of…
    “Are you not wearing any panties, Chris?” Risky for a woman afraid of men; damn lucky for him and TJ. Yet thinking about what could have happened with just about any man at the party tonight made his head spin. He didn’t mind her not wearing panties in their presence, hell, he’d welcome it with open arms, but around other dicks, no way.
    “I don’t think that’s any of your business,” she huffed, staring straight ahead and refusing to look at him. In the darkening twilight of late evening, Jon could see her cheeks infuse with color.
    “It’ll be my business soon, sugar.”
    “You think so?”
    Jon stopped her next to his car, turning her slowly in his arms and backing her against the rear panel. He leaned in close and nibbled at her ear. “I know so.”
    TJ stood nearly as close, both of them crowding her yet giving her enough space to escape if she needed to. “Are we talking lack of panties here? ’Cause if we are, I’d like to put my two cents in.”
    Chris shoved at him, a tiny smile turning the corners of her mouth. “There is no lack of panties,” she hissed and started to reach for the hem of her skirt.
    TJ put his hand on hers to stop her and moved to her neck with his lips to nibble along her throat. “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of that little problem.” She shivered and tilted her head, silently and willingly giving him better access. Her hands lifted to their chests and fisted, one on each of their shirts instead of pushing them away.
    TJ zoned in on her mouth. Jonathan watched his best friend and the woman they both loved kiss and couldn’t wait to take TJ’s place. Her lips parted and meshed with TJ’s. Jon shifted his stance, allowing his erection a millimeter of space against his zipper and withdrew a black strip of silk from his pocket. Chris angled her head to allow TJ better access. It was Jon’s cue to step forward. He moved to her side and palmed the back of her head. She moaned as TJ’s tongue slipped between her teeth.
    “My turn,” Jon growled. TJ backed off and Jon