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Jason she needed to be touching Van while she was doing it. Because he liked to watch so much she’d been a little nervous that he would want to watch her fuck Jason and she wasn’t sure that she could do that. But this? This was perfect. Van could watch her with Jason and watch her blowing him at the same time. He got what he wanted, and so did she.
    Most of her friends hated giving blow jobs, they did so out of obligation. Sort of a ‘you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours’. She wasn’t like that. She loved it. Seeing a man as powerful as Donovan under her control was heady. Sure, he controlled the pace most of the time, but when his composure slipped and he fucked her mouth wildly he wasn’t the least bit in control. He was as lost in the moment as anyone else. Vulnerable. And hers.
    Jason stood up and pulled off his shirt. The muscles in his stomach flexed with the movement. He was leaner than Van, thinner, more like a runner than the football-player build that Van had. She wasn’t normally attracted to the leaner look, she preferred Van’s ripped muscles, but there was definitely an appeal to Jason’s sleeker form. She ran her hand down the line between his abs. His stomach muscles contracted beneath her touch. Oh yeah, his body was definitely appealing.
    “You’re taking an awful long time to get naked there, Jas,” she teased.
    “What’s the hurry? We’ve got all night.”
    All night? Thank God they both worked out because she needed them to have stamina and endurance for tonight. This was her one and only shot at having a threesome, she planned to make it last.
    “Come here,” Donovan said and cupped the back of her neck. His fist tangled in her hair. He pulled her towards him so their mouths were just a breath apart. “This is all about you, so get what you want,” he told her.
    She curled her hand into the front of his shirt and stood up on tiptoes. “You’re what I want.”
    “I know.” He smiled. “This is just going to make it better.”
    “We good?” Jason asked.
    “Yeah, we’re good.” Donovan kissed her softly then turned to Jason. “She’s used to me so you’ve got some stiff competition.”
    Jason’s mouth curled up in a cocky grin. “Well, if she’s used to you then she’s in for a real treat.” Jason moved closer to her and placed his finger under her chin, forcing her to look him in the eyes. The heat reflected in his stare made her stomach flop. The man was potent, she’d give that to him.
    Jason caressed her cheek with his thumb. “There’s a big difference between a guy who goes down on his woman because he loves her and a man who loves eating a woman.” Still holding her hand, he sat down on the edge of the chocolate-brown plush sofa. “I love it, Lis, and from the little teaser taste you gave me I’m really going to love it with you.”
    Oh boy. Lisa swallowed.
    Donovan snorted. “All right, maestro, let’s see what you’ve got.”
    Jason dropped his hand and stepped away from Lisa, putting a couple of feet of distance between them. The space gave her a perfect view of his body as he shucked his pants. His erection stood out proudly. She could visibly see the thick vein running the length of his cock. Lisa couldn’t help but stare. Like his body, Jason’s cock was thinner than Van’s, but longer and no less impressive.
    Van held out his hand and Lisa placed hers in his. The comforting gesture linked them. They were in this together. “Come on, honey.” He guided her towards the sofa as Jason lay down on it and positioned himself with the pillow beneath his head.
    Taking a deep breath, Lisa stepped towards Jason. Van stood right beside her, she could feel the heat and sexual energy coming off his body as he brushed against her side. Butterflies danced in her stomach and she placed her hand against it. Where were these nerves coming from? She wanted this. Desperately. And Van certainly was into it. Just to prove the fact, his penis flexed against