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  Giving her friend a cat-like smile, Lacey said, “What do you have in mind?”

  “Let’s show them what a ‘Hot Silk’ girl’s all about.”

  Lacey laughed, reached for the hem of her shirt, and pulled it over her head.

  Camille stripped off her shirt and shorts and turned to gaze at her backside in the mirror. “This thong make me look too much like a sumo wrestler?”

  “Not even, sweetheart,” Lacey said. “Their hearts are gonna stop.”

  At last, they both stood in their sexy underwear. Their bras weren’t their signature “shelf”, but the colors, cut and peek-a-boo quality of the fabrics gave both women a boost of confidence.

  Lacey locked gazes with Camille’s in the mirror. “Do the guys even know about Silk?”

  Her friend grimaced. “They know we own a women’s clothing store. We haven’t exactly had time to get into specifics. Hell, we don’t even know each others’ last names.”

  “Honey, that’s got to change. The deeper you get, the harder it’s going to be to explain why you didn’t tell them. What are you afraid of?”

  “I don’t know,” Camille said slowly. “Maybe I’m afraid they won’t like that we make more money. Or worse, that they’ll it like too much.”

  “And delaying the inevitable is gonna make it easier to tell the difference?”

  “I know, you’re right, Lacey. And I do intend to tell them, but not tonight.”

  Lacey smiled and bared her teeth again for one last check. “Tonight’s all about glorious, decedent sex. Gotcha!”

  Camille took a deep breath. “Ready?” At Lacey’s nod, she opened the door.

  Chapter Six

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  Danny paced the living room rug while Jake sat in a deep leather chair, nursing his beer. “What the hell’s takin’ them so long?”

  Jake shrugged. “Must be a woman thing. Ever notice how they can’t pee alone?”

  “They’re probably talking about us. Wonder what Camille’s saying.”

  “Gettin’ nervous?” Jake asked, pulling on his beer. “Don’t know how you can make a worse impression than you did on the deck.”

  “Fuck. My hands are sweating.” Danny wiped them down the sides of his jeans.

  “You really like Lacey.”

  Danny caught the speculation gleaming in Jake’s eyes. “About as much as you like Camille, I suppose,” he drawled.

  Jake nodded his head. “Just so you know who I intend to end up with.”

  Danny smiled. “Callin’ dibs, again?”

  “Yeah, I am.”

  Danny nodded slowly. “I’m down with that.”

  The bathroom door creaked open, and Danny turned.

  His heart thudded to a halt at the sight of both women striding out, wearing nothing but sexy little scraps of silk and shy smiles. Camille’s miniscule bra and panties were a mouthwatering, deep rose satin, Lacey’s a hard-on-making black lace.

  He couldn’t calm his heartbeats as his gaze jumped from one to the other.

  “You ladies comfortable?” Jake drawled.

  “Not a bit,” Lacey said, her voice sounding strained. She spread her hands and turned side to side. “Do you mind?”

  “Hell, no,” Danny breathed, stepping toward Lacey.

  She held up her hand. “I don’t fuck guys whose last names I don’t know.”

  Camille snorted, but Danny couldn’t pull his gaze from Lacey.

  “Mine’s Parker,” he bit out. “Jake’s is Lassiter. You?”

  “Parish,” she said in a breathy rush. “Camille’s is Rutherford.”

  “Anything else you want to know?” He tentatively touched her arm, sliding up a fingertip to her bra strap.

  “Not a race, remember?” she whispered, turning her head to sweep her own gaze over his body.

  He slid up behind her. “Nervous?” he whispered into her ear.

  She nodded her head.

  He breathed in the scent of apples—her shampoo? And slowly slid his arms around her waist, nearly groaning aloud at the feel of her soft skin beneath his hot palms.

  Her breath hitched, but she didn’t move away.

  He pulled, and she melted against his chest.

  “This is nice,” she said softly.

  He resisted the urge to rub his burgeoning cock against the sweet curve of her ass—barely. “I can be nice.”

  “Not all the time, I hope.”

  He smiled against her hair. “I promise I won’t smother you in nice.” Danny’s glance flicked to Camille, who watched them. Her smile was sliding up. “Just soothing her nerves,” he said.

  Camille arched a pale brow. “Is that what you’re doing?” Her gaze flicked to Lacey. “Is he succeeding?”

  Lacey’s body jerked against his as she chuckled. “Not exactly. Parts of me are melting, parts shivering.”

  “Do I get to guess which parts are melting?” he murmured.

  “I’d rather you find out another way.”

  Danny turned her in his arms and tightened them around her. Her breasts flattened against his chest, and her head fell back. Her mouth opened and it was all the invitation he needed. He swooped down and kissed her.

  Lacey’s ragged breaths seeped into his mouth, and Danny eased his kiss, taking his time to explore. He licked the soft lower lip, and then dragged it between his teeth. When he drew back his head, he let it go. Her eyelids drooped, she moaned, and Danny slammed down to devour her mouth. To hell with slow.

  “Think they’ll make it to a bed?” Camille’s whisper was overloud.

  “Maybe we should hose them down first,” Jake growled.

  “If I weren’t so curious about how this’ll work, I’d say let’s leave them alone.”

  Jake chuckled. “Come on, Romeo.”

  Danny lifted his head. Lacey’s mouth was blurred with his kisses, but from the corner of his eye, he saw Camille looking over her shoulder, a finger crooked to tell him to follow them to Jake’s bedroom.

  His already-tight body hardened to stone. “Guess we better follow. You ready?”

  Lacey blushed and shook her head. “How can anyone be ready for this?”

  Danny dropped his arms and snagged her hand, walking backward down the hall and pulling her along. Once inside the bedroom, he closed the door behind them.

  Camille and Jake were already turning on the bedside lamps and the small lamp atop the dresser.

  Danny turned off the overhead light and liked the way the yellow light warmed everyone’s skin. Enough to see, but not enough to alarm the girls.

  Jake came up to Camille and forced her backward toward the bed.

  Camille laughed when Jake placed his hand in the center of her chest and shoved her to the mattress. Her legs folded over the edge and parted. Jake knelt between her legs and ran his hands over her smooth belly, dropping kisses as he headed south.

  Danny turned to catch Lacey’s expression as she watched Jake licking Camille through the satin clothing her sex. Her eyes gleamed. Her cheeks bore two bright spots of color. Her mouth opened around rasping breaths.

  “Want to join them?”

  Her glance jerked his way, and she nodded.

  Danny took her to the opposite side of the bed and sat her on the edge. He hovered over her while she braced on her elbows. He kissed her lips, trailed more kisses along her cheek, gobbled along her jaw until she laughed, then slicked his tongue along her neck to the tops of her breasts, which were plumped above the edge of her lacy bra.

  His tongue delved into her cleavage, and she cupped her breasts and peeled the cups down, exposing puffy pink nipples.

  “Do you ache?” he whispered, staring at the smooth, cushiony areolas.

  “Mmm—hmm,” she said as he stroked his tongue over one hardening peak and caressed the other with his palm.

  He lay over her, his feet still on the ground, forcing her to her back, then slowly trailed kisses down her belly, heading straight to the steamy juncture of her thighs.

  Lacey�
�s head turned toward Camille, and they shared lazy smiles. Camille lifted a hand, and Lacey twined her fingers with hers then turned her attention back to him.

  Jake stared at the women’s hands, and then lifted a darkening gaze to Danny.

  Danny smiled, knowing exactly what wicked fantasy his buddy wanted to see enacted. But first, he had to see to driving up Lacey’s excitement, making her so hot she forgot her inhibitions.

  He licked her through her panties, following the indention down the center of the wet satin, poking his tongue into the fabric and using it to stroke the center of Lacey’s folds.

  Her hand smoothed down her belly and pushed at the top of her panties.

  “Want them off?”

  “Please.”

  Danny grabbed one slender band and ripped it then did the same to the other side.

  Lacey’s eyes widened, but she let her head fall back. She widened her legs, offering herself to him.

  But he reached up, needing another visual, and unhooked her bra so the cups parted and all of her pale, lush breasts were revealed.

  Danny struggled with himself, trying to make up his mind where he wanted to feast first, but the sensual aroma teasing his nose was the deal breaker.

  He thumbed apart her folds and dove in, groaning at the scent and flavor of her tart musk. He tongued the edges of her inner folds then lapped deeper, taking the taste of her liquid excitement into his mouth, letting it ratchet up his own arousal until his erection throbbed hard against the front of his jeans. He lifted his head. “Let me get rid of my clothes. Be right back.”

  Her hands cupped her breasts. Her eyes lit with interest as he straightened and drew his T-shirt over his head. She sat up and reached for the waistband of his jeans. He let her wrestle with the button and skim down his zipper, but when her hands slid around his hips to push them down, he growled and grabbed her wrists, pushing her to her back again and coming down on top of her.

  He stretched her hands above her head and pushed them against the mattress. “No touching, not yet.”

  He stood again, toed off his running shoes, and pushed his jeans down his legs. When he stepped out of them and straightened, he found her staring at his cock, which was thickening by the second.

  Her breasts shivered with her quickening breaths, and Danny grinned. “You’ll get your turn.”

  Then he knelt between her thighs and ran his hands down her calves. Coming up, he hooked her thighs and drew them high enough that both her pussy and her little asshole were exposed. “Hold your knees, sweetheart.”

  “Sweet Jesus! You don’t let a girl get a chance to get comfortable with the idea, do you?”

  “You want me movin’ slow?”

  “Hell, no.”

  “That’s my girl.” He stroked one finger into her wet pussy to moisten the tip then traced a line downward to circle her back entrance. He thrust inside, and her muscles tightened around him, cinching him tight. “Gotta have me some of that. Later.”

  With the fingers of both hands, he got busy fucking in and out of both holes while he skimmed his lips over the top of her folds and worked her little clit until it swelled hard enough to push from under its hood. “There you are,” he breathed.

  His tongue swirled over it, lavishing it with broad strokes while he pumped inside her. First one finger in her pussy then two.

  He latched his lips around her clit and suckled, listening to her breaths catch and little kittenish moans squeeze from her throat. Her body trembled, shivering all the way down to the cradle he lovingly plundered. He thrust a third finger into her pussy and slipped a second digit into her ass.

  Her legs rose, widening, her toes pointing outward in a lithe gymnast’s stretch that opened her sex a little more.

  He murmured his approval against her flesh. Then he let go of her clit and flicked it with his tongue in quick firm brushes that had her bottom dancing on the edge of the bed.

  “Come for me,” he whispered. “Do it now.” He pulled her clit between his lips and sucked hard.

  Lacey’s body stiffened for a long second, and then she rocked, her moans coming one after the other. Her pussy and ass milked his fingers.

  He rubbed his lips over her clit to soothe her as she came down off the peak, and he pulled his fingers from her ass then her pussy and licked her up and down before sitting back on his haunches and staring at her.

  Lacey’s auburn ruff was soaked with her arousal. Her sex and ass reddened. More liquid spilled from her pussy as she pulled her legs to hug them closer to her chest.

  Danny kissed the backs of her thighs and stood, reached for the wipes Jake had in the hutch beneath the bedside stand and cleaned his fingers, then rubbed another over her to clean her.

  When he was finished, he tugged down her legs and lay over her, feet still on the floor. He pushed her hair back from her face, licked at the perspiration beading at her temples, then slid his mouth over hers and drove his tongue deep.

  Her legs surrounded him, hugging him close while her hands clutched his shoulders.

  When he ended the kiss, he leaned back and smiled. “You’re lovely, you know that, right?”

  Her lips slid into a lopsided smile. “From every angle?”

  He felt a smoldering fire light inside his belly and forced himself to tamp down the lust threatening to make him end it now.

  Glancing up, he caught Jake’s gaze as he lifted his face from between Camille’s legs. “Think we’ve earned a present?”

  Jake’s mouth stretched into a wicked grin, and he looked down at Camille and gave her a slow wink. “Think you two ladies would do something special for us? I promise we’ll make it worth your while.”

  Camille took a deep ragged breath and tilted back her head to meet Danny’s gaze. Hers narrowed. “Just what do you two nasty boys have in mind?”

  Danny blew out a breath between his pursed lips then laughed. “Every guy has this fantasy—two sexy women together on the same bed, gettin’ a little busy with each other. Would you?” His gaze dropped to Lacey, whose eyes widened.

  The women turned their faces toward each other. Camille bit the corner of her mouth.

  Lacey shrugged. “What do you think? We’ve already come this far.”

  Camille let go of her lip. “If you think we can still manage to look each other in the eyes…”

  Lacey turned to Danny and pushed against his shoulders until she had room enough to scramble to her knees.

  Jake lent Camille a hand and helped her up until she too knelt in the center of the bed, facing Lacey.

  The guys moved to the end of the bed, out of the way, but ready to assist in any way the women wanted.

  Camille swallowed hard, darted a glance toward Danny and Jake, then turned back to Lacey. She gripped the tops of Lacey’s hips.

  Lacey gripped hers.

  Their chests met, and they glanced down as they rubbed their breasts together. Pale puffy nipples glided over rose-brown nipples.

  The embarrassed smiles the women gave each other made Danny’s lips stretch, and he wondered just how far they might be willing to go.

  When the women leaned close and whispered in each other’s ears, Jake and Danny shared a quick worried glance then cut back, afraid to miss a second of whatever the two planned.

  Camille lifted one hand and cupped Lacey’s breast. Then she bent and stuck out her tongue to lap at the tip.

  Danny’s balls hardened, drawing up tight against his groin. He cupped them, massaging them, then glanced at Jake, whose mouth had dropped open. “Better than you dreamed, huh?”

  Jake grunted, his gaze never leaving the women.

  Lacey shook back her long red hair and cupped the back of Camille’s head to draw her closer, gazing down to watch as Camille suckled her breast, pulling it with her lips.

  Lacey glided a hand down Camille’s back, massaging her gently, then came back up and pulled on her hair, drawing her face upward. She cupped Camille’s cheeks and captured her mouth, scooping at her l
ips but pulling away so the men saw the women’s tongues touch and glide together.

  “Dayum,” Danny breathed. “Not sure this was such a good idea,” he said, grasping his cock in his hand and ringing the base to hold back his excitement.

  Lacey leaned back and worked her legs forward, lying on her back and pulling Camille over her. The women rubbed their breasts together, hands gliding over breasts, cupping hips, slipping between opened thighs and touching until moist sounds emanated from both their pussies.

  “Let me,” Camille said, scooting down and kneeling between Lacey’s legs, her own ass in the air as she went down to tongue Lacey’s pussy.

  “That’s all I can take,” Jake groaned. He crawled behind Camille and knelt there, palming her ass and working his thumbs into her folds.

  “Condom, buddy,” Danny reminded him.

  Danny crawled off the bed, grabbed a condom from the drawer, tossed one to Jake and laid another beside the pillow for later. Then he tugged Lacey’s shoulders until her head lay over the edge of the bed and fed his cock into her gaping mouth, thrusting quickly past her tongue while Camille continued to eat her out and Jake began to fuck Camille’s pussy.

  The sight of the three in front of him was sexier than a mortal man could take—Lacey’s mouth surrounding his cock, her body stretched, her belly quivering; Camille’s head circling between Lacey’s legs and making wet, lewd sounds, her bottom jiggling as Jake pounded into her cunt. It was too much.

  Danny ringed his cock and fucked Lacey’s mouth, not wanting it to end, but his balls were tight, his cock hot and thick. And Lacey was doing things with her tongue, gliding all over his shaft, flicking him as he drove toward her throat. He wouldn’t last a minute more.

  Jake hauled back, his chest glistening with sweat.

  Danny did the same.

  “How you want this?” Danny grabbed the condom and cloaked himself. “One at a time? Both women?”

  Jake slapped Camille’s ass.

  Her groan made Danny’s balls ache.

  “We’ll do that later, sweetheart. Danny wants both of you. Now.”