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the couch. Then he was behind her, rubbing her shoulders, calming her nervousness. He didn’t rush, but rather, took his time to properly seduce her. The instant Pete broke the kiss, Rudy tilted her head back and took up where his friend had left off. He cupped her cheek, stroked his thumb over her skin. Was she really doing this?
    Why shouldn’t she indulge in her wildest fantasy? She deserved to be the center of two men’s worlds for the time being.
    Pete set his hand on her thigh and squeezed, setting off a sweet ache deep inside her core. Her libido swallowed up her reservations.
    Rudy kissed a trail along her throat to her ear. He nipped the lobe. “What do you like?”
    She looked at Pete for help, too embarrassed to voice her secret cravings.
    “Hey, it’s been a lot of years since we’ve been together. And if I remember correctly, you weren’t very experienced back then.” He threw her a conspiratorial wink. “We never did anything particularly risqué, did we? You must have some fantasies.”
    She grinned as she thought about having the two of them touch her. The mental picture was so hot she was surprised her brain hadn’t spontaneously combusted. “Yeah, what we’re about to do is one of them.”
    Rudy turned down the lights then pulled his T-shirt over his head and tossed it onto the couch. He came around the sofa and stood in front of her, all tan skin, washboard abs and shoulders roped with sinewy muscle. The man was a god. He set his hands on his waist. “What else have you always wanted to try but never had the nerve to ask?”
    In truth she wasn’t much more experienced in the carnal arts than she was in college. She’d had a couple lovers, but no one she’d dated for long enough to experiment with any exotic sexual activities. Sometimes when she pleasured herself, alone in her bed, she imagined a man tying her up, having his way with her. But how could she voice that desire without sounding depraved.
    “Come on, I can see those wheels turning in your head.” Rudy bent to nibble her earlobe. “Tell me,” he whispered.
    A blend of shame and desire swirled in her gut. Rudy’s breath fanned over her neck sending sparks cascading over her skin.
    “Tell me. I’ll make it come true.”
    A heavy pulse settled between her legs. “Well, there’s one thing.”
    “Only one?” Pete kicked off his shoes then took off his polo shirt.
    Lord, had she ever been surrounded by more testosterone? His upper body was broader and way more muscular than it had been years ago. Her mouth watered at the sight of his masculine beauty. She rubbed her hands over her thighs, itching to touch him, to touch them both.
    Rudy knelt in front of her and opened the top button of her blouse. He kissed the skin he’d exposed and she hissed in a breath. She curled her fingers into the hard muscle on his upper arms.
    “Well, I’ve wondered what it would be like to be…tied up.” She glanced from one man to the other, praying they didn’t think less of her.
    Pete’s eyes grew dark as sin. Oh yeah, he wanted this too. “Do you trust us?”
    She had to laugh. “Would I be here if I didn’t?”
    “Be right back.” Rudy got up then disappeared down a hallway off the living room.
    Pete took her arm and pulled her up to stand against him, close enough for her to feel the bulge pressing against her stomach. He looked deep into her eyes. “You want this, right? Because if you change your mind at any time, we’ll stop, okay?”
    She set her hands on his shoulders, remembering the feel of his velvet skin, the way his body seemed to be a perfect fit against hers. How could she resist this man? “Thank you.”
    He pulled her bottom lip into his mouth then nipped it gently. Her breath hitched.
    Rudy returned, carrying a leather belt. She gulped, yet the prospect of them binding her ratcheted up her craving to the next level.
    “What shall we do with you, Miss Emmy?” Rudy’s eyes glinted with mischief.
    She imagined