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When he finally pulled them straight, he dragged her frame down the bed, forcing her supine. “That’s better.”
    Leaning across her, Jordan turned his gaze to Nathan. “You gonna watch? Or you wanna join?” His eyebrows rose in question. The rise and fall of his tone indicated he was serious. He didn’t mind either way. He was just asking.
    Nathan smiled at him and leaned the short distance of separation between them until his head pressed against Jordan’s above Haley’s chest.
    He licked his lips and watched Jordan’s reaction. The man didn’t flinch. Jordan countered by licking his own lips.
    Tentatively, Nathan gripped Jordan’s shoulder and gave a subtle tug. The man closed the gap and took Nathan’s mouth with his own.
    Nathan exhaled on a long moan as Jordan claimed his lips, angling his head and diving inside with his tongue in a nanosecond.
    Fuck, that kiss knocked Nathan off his balance. The man could kiss. He didn’t hold back. As soon as Jordan let him in, Nathan toured the recesses of Jordan’s mouth like a starving man. Jordan tasted of beer and mint, an odd combination that somehow made Nathan’s cock even harder. He longed to have these firm unfaltering lips wrapped around his dick.
    Speaking of his rock-hard shaft, through the haze of the best kiss he could remember, Nathan became aware of tiny fingers wrapping themselves around his length. Even through his jeans, he grew harder. He could feel the warmth of the palm surrounding him.
    Sweet heaven on earth .
    Nathan broke the kiss and glanced down to see Haley, each of her hands wrapped around the cocks above her breasts. She smiled at them, her eyes saucers. “Don’t stop on my account.”
    “I don’t know about you, but I think it’s awfully warm in here. I could go with fewer clothes.”
    Nathan raised his gaze at Jordan’s words and watched as the man whipped his T-shirt over his head. The tight black material had been about as sexy as a man could get in Nathan’s opinion, but now that it was gone, Nathan sucked in a breath and held it. Firm pecs filled his gaze. Jordan may not have been as large as Nathan, but he rivalled him in the gym.
    Beneath a fine dusting of black hair, Jordan’s nipples pebbled while Nathan stared.
    He must have taken too long to move—which wasn’t hard to believe because he was still wrapping his mind around his good fortune—because the next thing he realised was Jordan unbuttoning the front of Nathan’s own shirt, languidly, without taking his gaze off Nathan’s face.
    With a half-smile, Jordan spoke again. “Do I have to do everything?”
    Nathan let Jordan continue. He didn’t think he could hold his hands steady enough at that moment to push buttons through holes anyway. Instead he reached for Jordan’s chest and flicked his finger over a nipple. Jordan flinched, but didn’t stop his mission to get Nathan divested of his shirt.
    “You’re not helping.” Jordan chuckled as he plucked the last button free and pushed the material off Nathan’s shoulders. He didn’t lose contact, though. He kept both hands firmly against Nathan’s shoulders and ran them down over his pecs, moulding his hands to Nathan’s muscles as he went lower and lower. “Smooth. Haley likes a smooth tanned chest, don’t you, babe?”
    Both men looked down. Haley’s eyes were clouded. She gazed back and forth between the men. She still held both cocks, but her hands were steady, nearly gripping now to hang on for dear life rather than exploring.
    Nathan wanted her naked. Now.
    With a raised eyebrow at Jordan, he nodded in her direction.
    “Go ahead. Unwrap. She’s exquisite.” Jordan sat back next to Haley and nodded towards his girlfriend.
    Nathan turned his attention back to the sexy goddess beneath him and leant down to take her mouth. She was divine. Firm and sure like Jordan. She took as good as she gave in a duelling of tongues that made Nathan decide, if he died right then, life would have been worth