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“Just you and me in the room together like this?”
    Maddie muttered something unintelligible.
    Gabe glanced at Connor. “Or would you prefer it if Connor stood behind you, watching as you sucked my cock?”
    Her low moan reverberated straight through to Connor’s spine. Maddie shifted, then squeezed her legs together and moaned again.
    “Thinking of Connor watching us makes you wet, baby.” Gabe’s eyes glinted. “Doesn’t it?”
    Maddie gasped. She shifted again, and this time drew her legs apart, affording Connor a most enticing view. Hidden between the soft flesh of her thighs was her pussy. It was pink and pretty and puffy—and drenched. As he watched, a trickle of cream slid down her inner thigh.
    Connor did not move an inch. Not one single inch. He stood where he was, rooted to the ground.
    Maddie released Gabe’s cock with a wet pop. She lifted her head and looked up at Gabe. “Yes. It makes me wet.” She licked his shaft, from the very bottom all the way up to the very top.
    Gabe’s jaw clenched and he swallowed.
    She pulled back. “But not as wet as the thought of him watching me fuck you does.” Another trickle of moisture down her thigh corroborated her words.
    Connor leaned back hard against the wall. The soft thud echoed through his ears.
    Gabe nodded and reached for a condom. “Do it, baby,” he urged as he sheathed himself. “Fuck me, while Connor watches.”
    Still on all fours, with her butt perched in the air, Maddie twisted her neck to look at Connor.
    Holy fuck . She’d known he was there all along. He could see it in her eyes, in the sinuous way she looked at him, in her heavy-lidded gaze. She’d deliberately opened her legs, deliberately shown him what thoughts of him did to her.
    Maddie ran her tongue over her lower lip, then drew the same lip into her mouth with her front teeth. Connor felt it in his dick, felt the scrape of her teeth over his tip and he bit his cheek hard.
    The impulse to reach out to her was overwhelming. The need to crouch behind her and bury his face between her cheeks almost choked him. He checked his actions, forcing himself to relax against the wall instead. Maddie might be turned on by the idea of her and Gabe doing it while Connor watched, but she had nothing on him. He wanted to watch her fucking his friend almost as much as he wanted to slide his own dick into her slick, wet pussy.
    Maddie turned away from Connor. She pushed herself onto her knees and gave Gabe her full attention, leaning forward to kiss him. As their mouth met, Gabe drew his hands around Maddie’s hips and then down over her butt, drawing her cheeks apart, offering Connor another look. Then Gabe slipped a finger inside her.
    Maddie let out a strangled cry and Gabe slipped another finger in. Connor could not tear his gaze away. He watched as his friend drew his hand down then pushed it back up again, clearly saw his fingers disappear into Maddie’s body.
    Fuck, his jeans suddenly shrunk two sizes. Connor loosened the button and fly. He had no intention of touching himself, but if he continued like this, within the tight stricture of his pants, he’d lose the ability to ever perform again.
    Gabe fucked Maddie with his fingers, while Maddie wrapped her arms around his neck and continued kissing him. Her juices streamed from her pussy, down over Gabe’s hand.
    Shite, the woman was responsive. She threw herself into the act with no reserve. It didn’t take long before Maddie gasped. Tremors wracked her body and Gabe’s hand stilled—trapped, Connor imagined, in the tight clenching of Maddie’s vagina. Then her head dropped to Gabe’s shoulder and she sat panting, Gabe holding her weight.
    He whispered into her ear, loud enough for Connor to hear. “Do it, baby. Now. While I watch Connor watching you as you come on my dick.”
    She nodded then and swiveled around languidly. Her face was flushed, her lips full and swollen. Her hair was a mess of tangled honey. Connor couldn’t drag