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after they’d been together, the tone of it, the way he’d emphasized the words, had been different, sexy.
    Luca broke into her thoughts as he teased back, “Her taste is still in my mouth, as a matter of fact. Do I need to run that by you, too?”
    Angelo cocked his head at the retort and each of them positively oozed testosterone.
    “Both of you have big, giant cocks and fuck like rock stars,” she droned, her voice dry. “Jeez, you two need a cookie or a gold star or something?”
    Angelo barked a laugh, kissing her. “If cookie is pussy and I can eat yours, I’m on board with that plan.”
    Well, what on earth was there to argue about with that statement? She kissed up his side, pausing at the bar in his left nipple. “I like this.” She tugged on it with her teeth, pulling just shy of pain. He arched into her with a snarled hiss of pleasure.
    “Guess that works. Let’s see what else does.”
    Luca groaned. “You’re taking too long. How about we get her naked, too?”
    Angelo mock-pouted at Luca. “What, you don’t want to see me naked?”
    Luca got to his knees and rolled from the bed, stalking toward Angelo. “Oh yes. Yes, I do. But I can multitask.” Luca kissed her shoulder as he moved past.
    She flushed. Before, when they’d all been together, the two of them had jerked each other off, but there was so much more between them now. The day was looking up!
    “I’m going to be right back.” Luca jogged from the room, and she turned back to Angelo.
    Angelo arched into her touch, delighting in the feel of her mouth against his side, across his ribs.
    “I’ve missed you,” he couldn’t stop himself from murmuring to her. No more than he could stop the way his heart swelled when she simply put her arms around him and held on.
    She got to him. Had always gotten to him with those big, startled eyes of hers, usually turned to the floor. Nervous as she tried to remain unnoticed at school or in town. Especially at home.
    She’d soaked up his kindnesses like thirsty ground, and he’d ruthlessly shoved all his desire for her away. Locked it down. Went to school, fucked women who weren’t broken and sweet. Women who were of age, for God’s sake.
    None of them were her. In the years since he could still say the same.
    He’d come back to Petal after he’d been drafted. For the time before training camp had started, and she’d been there. Legal. Beautiful. And his best friend’s girlfriend .
    He’d ached for her. Had watched her with Luca, jerking off to the memories of the way they’d touched each other. His presence was welcomed in their relationship, and he knew he hadn’t been imagining the rising sexual tension between the three of them.
    It all started when Luca had pulled on her hair and she’d reacted. He shivered, thinking back to the ragged need in that sound, the awakening of something else inside him, and then he’d whispered in her ear and everything had changed.
    “Does it make you wet? That little bit of pain?” he’d whispered like a stranger to himself.
    She’d paused, and nodded slowly, her eyes wide with revelation, surprise, a little bit of fear and a lot of desire.
    And then he’d been with both of them. Luca was the one who initiated it, leaning toward her, pulling her ponytail to bring her to his mouth. When her back was arched, Luca pressed her body into Angelo.
    That kiss had been a breath away from his mouth, and Luca had said, “Baby, Angelo is here. I think we should invite him to stay.”
    And he had. That first time had been exhilarating. Teeth and nails, biting, sucking. He’d been drunk on her, bingeing on how fucking good she felt against him at last. And then Luca … he hadn’t expected that upswell of desire, though he’d always had an attraction toward men and women.
    He’d never felt so connected to anyone the way he had with them. He’d tried other threesomes. Had tried other men, but it had never been the same.
    “I missed you, too. But I do get