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Not for me. For him.” She pointed at Steven.
    Both men’s eyes went wide. “What?”
    She focused on Steven and gestured over the open crate. “Pick a flavor, any flavor.”
    His mouth opened and closed a few times before he finally uttered, “Vanilla.”
    She chucked it at him, then hefted herself up on the dresser next to her candle. “Whenever you’re ready.”
    Steven looked from the bottle in his hand to Javier, then back to her. “Gen, I don’t know what you’re trying to do here, but we’re not—”
    She waved her hand in a sharp, slicing motion. “I want to watch. Customer’s always right, right? I’ve seen the way you two look at each other. Now I want the whole show.”
    There was no further hesitation, and Gen grinned as they came together, arms reaching, bodies caressing. Her instincts had been right. They wanted each other more than either wanted her. They were both handsome men, and watching them was aesthetically pleasing in every sense.
    Masculine lips met, tongues twining together. Their skin gleamed golden in the light of the flickering candle and the moonlight spilling in through the east-facing window.
    Entranced by the erotic sight, Gen’s breath came out in shallow pants. Javier’s dark brown hands smoothed down Steven’s heavily muscled shoulders, his short nails clutching his lover to him. Inexplicably, her nipples tightened, abrading against the silky fabric of her robe. The reaction eased something she hadn’t realized was bound in her chest as tightly as one of Franco’s intricate knots.
    Her thighs tingled when Steven bent Javier backward, bracing himself in position to trail his lips and tongue down the smooth chest. Worshipping his way down to the jutting erection waiting for his attention. Liquid heat pooled between her thighs, and for a moment she thought she might come from observing the sensual dance.
    Yup, that settled it. Two men together were not about the foreplay. She bit her lip as Steven sucked the straining cock into his mouth, his hands molded to the back of the other man’s thighs, creeping upward to cup his butt. Gen squirmed on the dresser, tilting her head, greedy to see everything at once. Javier’s chest heaving, his dark brown fingers tunneled into Steven’s blond hair. He placed his feet flat on the mattress to help him buck his hips toward the sensual onslaught.
    Steven pulled back, until just the tip of his tongue laved the slit of Javier’s cock head. Moisture beaded there, and he swirled it around with his thumb, his gaze roving up the smaller man’s shuddering body.
    The look shared between them was so intimate, Gen felt horribly guilty for watching what should be a private moment. Job or not, she wouldn’t want her lovemaking put on display. “I’ll just leave you two alone ...”
    Steven glanced over his shoulder at her and winked. “You can watch if you want. We’re good with that.”
    “Oh, she wants. Would you look at the pretty blush on her cheeks?” Javier winked at her. “Does watching him suck my cock do it for you?”
    She nodded. “It makes no sense to me, but yeah, more than anything has in a long time.” She’d sort out the whys later. Now was all about living in the moment.
    “Then you’re gonna love this.” Javier flipped open the top to the strawberry lotion and pulled Steven up to him so their tongues could tangle. His hands glistened as they smoothed over the bulging muscles along Steven’s arms, chest, and taut abdomen. The lube shimmered in the light of the flickering candle. Steven moaned as Javier sucked his earlobe into his mouth, whispering words too low for Gen to hear. Javier licked his way down the other man’s neck, his dark-skinned hands skimming across every bulge and dip in a sensual caress.
    She bit her lip when Javier straddled Steven’s chest, mounting the larger man and lying across the top of him so his mouth aligned with Steven’s erection. His gaze locked with hers as the tip of his tongue