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throat, and he leaned his head back into the cushion of her luscious breasts.
    Dear Lord, had he lost all sense of propriety? His brothers were watching as his cock swelled and a strange woman caressed his naked chest.
    Jackson’s dick twitched, his groin tightening even more. He shifted on the hard wooden seat. Nothing short of shedding his jeans would alleviate the constraints on his manhood.
    Luke crossed his arms over his chest, his face stern, his eyes twinkling. “Enough teasing. Show my brother what he can have.”
    Her hands slid lower, and she ran her fingers across the tip of his cock. Then she was gone, her warmth removed from Jackson’s back.
    Spinning in his stool, he watched as she shimmied and gyrated around the room, her body languid, graceful and sexy as hell.
    Jackson turned in his seat as she came back around to face him. When he started to rise, she laid her hands on his shoulder and pressed him back on the hard wood.
    Before he could move, she straddled his lap, her high-heeled, booted feet planted on either side of his thighs, her pussy at mouth level. Nothing stood between Jackson and her cunt but a thin scrap of white material.
    His mind fogged with lust, Jackson’s hands reached for her hips, grasping her hard, his fingers digging into her bare bottom. He dragged her down until her pussy perched over his jutting member.
    “Not so fast, Kiki.” Mark grabbed her hand and spun her out of Jackson’s grip.
    Jackson growled and rose half out of his seat. “Is this my birthday or not?”
    Luke, the logical one of the twins, lifted his hands, palms upward, his expression serious, no hint of laughter. “You were the one who didn’t want anything. The least you can do is let us have a little fun too.”
    With a wicked spark in his eyes, Mark nodded. “Kiki, you’re making me hot. Too hot for these jeans. Do something about it.”
    Kiki rubbed her body along Mark’s, purring like a cat in heat. Her hand cupped his crotch, squeezing gently.
    Anger warred with the rapid rise of desire inside Jackson. How could he be turned on by watching a woman coming on to his own brother? At once jealous and intrigued, he couldn’t fathom his own reaction, nor could he glance away. Damn Mark for the rebel he was. He had to be the instigator, coming up with stunts Luke would never dream of. Luke usually kept a level head and made smart choices—except when Mark talked him into some crazy scheme. And this had to be the craziest.
    Jackson groaned as Kiki slipped the button loose on Mark’s jeans and eased the zipper down. When his cock dipped out, she grasped it, sliding her fingers along the hard length, her gaze not on her hands or even Mark. No, she glanced across at Jackson, a smile teasing the corners of her mouth.
    “Suck it,” Mark commanded. “Suck my dick.”
    Was that her body quivering?
    Jackson’s gaze narrowed, and he watched for her to do it again.
    Kiki dropped to her knees, maneuvering herself and Mark sideways so that Jackson could see everything. Her fingers curled around Mark’s cock and she bent forward, kissing the tip of his dick, her full, soft lips pressing gently to the rounded head.
    Air caught in Jackson’s throat and lodged there.
    Mark grabbed the back of Kiki’s head and pushed her forward, forcing her to take the full length of him into her mouth.
    Jackson snarled. “Don’t hurt her.”
    His brother pulled his cock from her mouth. “Am I hurting you?”
    “N-no. Not at all.” With bound hands, she gripped his dick and drew him back into her mouth.
    “Damn, I’m getting horny.” Luke flung himself on the floor on his back and lifted one of Kiki’s knees, sliding beneath her. “Want some of what you’re giving?” he asked.
    Kiki let Mark’s cock slide free of her mouth, nodding. “Yes.”
    Pushing the white bikini thong aside, Luke tongued her cunt. “Mmm…I never dreamed of eating a woman in chaps and boots.”
    Jackson could take it no longer. He stood so fast,