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to see you on ESPN during football season.” She grinned up at him and he laughed, kissing her soundly.
    “But you’re not on my television. I can’t touch you.” He pulled her shirt over her head, and Luca came back with condoms, lube and music sounding through the speakers embedded in the ceiling.
    “I put some steaks in a marinade. When we’re finished … with the first round at least, we can have some dinner.”
    Luca, beautiful, golden boy, grinned at both of them, and Angelo couldn’t deny his lips turning up in response.
    Ava walked around his body, pressing herself to his back. “I love this ink.” She petted over the Samoan tattoos on his shoulders and down his spine. His mother had loved the homage he’d paid to her heritage with those tattoos. Seeing her so happy in those last months of her life had been worth the pain of getting them done in the traditional way, which took twenty days, though it’s not so bad when you get to lie on your belly with the ocean just feet away.
    Luca took his place on the bed, watching them both. Long limbed and toned, he’d taken his pants off and reclined, totally naked, stroking his cock as his gaze ate the two of them up.
    Ava slid her palms down Angelo’s belly, and he sighed, content. “Such a hard belly. God, it makes me wet.” Her voice was barely above a whisper, but he heard it as it played back against the memory of that first time.
    “Something else hard for you to touch, too.”
    Her cheek had been resting against his back, and he felt the swell of her smile.
    “Like this?” She unzipped his jeans slowly, drawing her nails over his cock through the material of his boxer briefs.
    “The very one.”
    Luca’s gaze slid down his chest and to the place where Ava had pulled Angelo’s cock free one-handed while shoving his pants and boxer briefs down with the other.
    She circled again, stopping when she faced him. Her eyes weren’t startled anymore. He realized that although she’d been open with him and Luca, this Ava was self-assured in a totally different way.
    “What made you decide to get ink and piercings?” he murmured, walking her back to the bed.
    She shrugged. Sliding graceful fingers up her side over the petals and ivy, she paused at the word written there—Fly.
    “This one was the first. It was … painful.” Her pupils flared and his heart kicked in his chest as he realized she liked that part.
    He ran his hands up her sides to cup her breasts. After he pinched the swollen nipples, he pulled on the rings, watching her face to gauge just when to stop.
    “Lookit that, Luca. I remember how much our pretty bird likes a little pain with her pleasure.”
    Her eyes still held a glazed look, but her mouth broke on a smile so sensual and raw it shot straight to his already rock-hard dick.
    “Is that why you got your piercings?” Luca moved to them.
    She nodded her head slowly, licking her lips and driving Angelo crazy for her.
    “Baby, you’re so sexy.” Luca licked up her spine, meeting Angelo’s eyes. “But you’re still partially dressed.”
    “Luca, why don’t you help with that?”
    “My pleasure.” Luca knelt before her, unzipping and pulling the jeans from her body. The panties were a small scrap of bright red with tiny white polka dots. He pressed his face to her mound and breathed her in.
    Angelo watched her fingers convulse in Luca’s hair as she held him to her body.
    Tom Petty’s “American Girl” came on, and she tossed her head back and laughed. “I love this song.”
    Luca surged to his feet and pushed her back to the mattress, grabbing her panties and tossing them over his shoulder.
    “My favorite,” she murmured up at them. “Hot and cold running cock.”
    Angelo crawled over her, stopping when he got close enough to kiss her again. “You’re a dirty girl.”
    She quirked up a smile. “I am. Is that a problem? Just so you know, I like it dirty and I don’t like it guilty. I stopped apologizing several