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guided her mouth to his. He tasted both her and Teej. She whimpered into his mouth and he took hold of her hand and placed it on his cock, feeding off the small victory of her not pulling away.
    Jon dropped his head to her forehead. “See what you fucking do to me, Christina? I want inside this sweet little pussy.” He punctuated his words by easing his hand up her thigh beneath the skirt to her mound. His fingers skated over her soaking panties, pushing the fabric into her slit. Chris bit down on her lip.
    “That’s it, baby. Feel his hands on you?” TJ pinched a nipple between hers and Jon’s bodies.
    “Unh.” Her fingers grasped him through denim and his cock threatened to explode right then and there.
    They had to get the fuck home. He didn’t want to take her in the parking lot.
    Jon grasped her cheeks in his hands, the silk blindfold still in his grip, and turned her face up to his. He placed a kiss on her nose and gave himself a second to cool off before he said, “Give us the weekend, sugar. I guarantee you’ll never want to leave.”
    Chris swallowed and her gaze darted between him and TJ.
    “Okay.” She closed her eyes.
    God what he wouldn’t give to lay her in the backseat, spread her thighs and thrust into her heat.
    “Okay?” He bent his knees so he could stare right into her face and waited until she nodded. “Then choose a safe word.”
    “Huh?”
    “A safe word, baby,” TJ interjected. “Something you can say when you want us to back off. The second you say it, we stop whatever it is we’re doing.”
    One of her eyebrows shot upward. “What exactly do you think it is we’re gonna do that I’m gonna need a safe word for?”
    “Whatever. Doesn’t matter. You don’t want to hold my hand, say the safe word.” TJ nuzzled her cheek. “Don’t like the way my tongue feels on your clit? Say the safe word.”
    Chris’s entire body shivered in response and Jon could see her nipples harden beneath her blouse. “Take off the panties, Chris.” There was only so much of this he could take.
    Her eyes flew wide open. “Wha—what about my word?”
    “Pick one,” he growled.
    “Asparagus,” she shot back.
    For a second Jon was dumbfounded. Only Chris would pick an astonishingly disgusting vegetable for a safe word.
    “Fine. Asparagus. I’m not gonna ask again. Take off the panties and hand them to Teej.” He winked at her. “I promise, he’ll keep ’em safe.”
    A hundred emotions filtered across her face, but in the end, her own desire won out. He took a half step back, shielding her from anyone who might walk by as she lifted her skirt and peeled her panties down her legs.
    “Good girl.”
    She blinked and handed the wadded pair of cotton to TJ, her cheeks fire engine red. TJ brought them to his face and inhaled deeply. Hell, even Jon could smell her essence and he didn’t have them pressed to his nose. She was more than ready to take the two of them inside her.
    “Spread your legs.” Jon nestled his nose in the skin right below her ear. After a moment’s hesitation she did as he asked and turned her feet in and out, separating them until they were about a foot apart. This time when he smoothed his hand up her leg, he met naked, soaked flesh.
    “You’re wet, Chris,” he murmured.
    TJ’s hand joined his and she gasped. They each grabbed a thigh and coaxed her legs wider, then returned to her pussy. Jon stroked over her puffy lips.
    “What color are you here, sugar? Dark pink? More mauve?” He dipped his tongue into her ear and felt TJ penetrate her sheath with a finger.
    “Oh Jesus.” Her body lifted onto her toes and her head fell back, exposing the column of her throat. Jon attacked, locking his lips onto the delicate skin and sucking it strongly into his mouth, leaving a mark for everyone to see and claiming her at the same time.
    “Feel good?” TJ used his other hand to brush the hair off her face.
    Jon sought out the bundle of nerves at the top of her slit and