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Sitting with her hands clenched tightly in her lap, all Jana could say was, “Mmmm…” The sound came out on the sarcastic side, but she couldn’t help it. The green-eyed monster had taken that moment to rise and send the heat of envy flooding through Jana’s warm body as she wondered just how good Nicolas really was. A sour dose of guilt made her bring her thoughts back in line.

What kind of woman lusted over her friend’s man? Because lust could be the only explanation why her breasts felt heavy and her nipples strained against the cotton of her shirt. With her every movement the material stroked her nubs, adding to the discomfort building between her thighs. And it didn’t help that Lisa had given her the seat facing the stove. She saw every seductive move Nicolas made. When he turned around she read the writing on his apron.

I’m the chef and you
will
do it my way.

Well, how appropriate
. Jana couldn’t help scanning his length and noticing the huge bulge beneath his apron.
Damn! Damn! Damn!
She should get out of here.

At the far end of the counter, he flipped on a compact disc player and the music of the Pussycat Dolls began to play. The beat of “Don’t Cha”

seemed to raise Jana’s pulse—or was it the man looking at her with such heat in his sapphire eyes it made her insides melt?

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time. She allowed no interference and even demanded that each person around the table contribute. It was the only time Jana had felt a part of a family unit.

A plate in each hand, Nicolas moved toward the table. Even though he was almost naked, he walked with confidence and authority, like he owned the kitchen and possibly everything in it. Before Jana he set one omelet surrounded by an arrangement of peaches, watermelon, and strawberries lightly bathed in thick cream. Then he went back and retrieved the other plate with the sterling silver dome on it. This one he set in front of Lisa.

Jana fumbled with the fork next to her plate. Everything looked delicious. Her stomach growled, reminding her that she hadn’t eaten since breakfast yesterday.

Lisa reached for the dome and then looked up at him.

He slowly shook his head.

“We’re playing outside the bedroom?” Lisa asked with hesitancy in her tone.

Nicolas grasped her chin between his thumb and forefinger tilting her chin toward him. He leaned forward and kissed her so lightly Jana wondered whether their lips actually touched.

“I’m changing the rules.” His deep, sexy voice sent a tremor up Jana’s spine and Lisa must have felt it too because Jana saw her friend’s body shiver. “Do you accept these changes?” he asked.

Lisa eyes grew dark. Her tongue slowly circled her lips, as her chest rose lifting her breasts. “If it pleases you, Milord.” Her voice dropped in pitch, grew sexy and warm like honey.

Milord?
What game did these two have going? Jana sat rigid in her chair.

Nicolas’s nostrils flared. “Oh, baby, it would please me beyond your imagination.” With his words the heat in the room spiraled upward. Add the sexy beat of the music playing in the background and Jana could see exactly where this was going.

That did it. She was out of here.

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Well, she would be leaving just as soon as her legs responded. She had her thighs squeezed tightly together to control the ache throbbing between them. Her fork fell out of her hand, making a clinking noise that neither of the other two people in the room seemed to be aware of.

Lisa dropped one shoulder and the strap of her sundress slipped down her arm. “What may I do to pleasure you, Milord?”

He lightly rubbed his thumb across the bare skin of her shoulder.

“Strip for me,” he breathed and Jana felt his words as if they caressed her nipples, teasing them to even harder buds.

Jana jolted from her chair, the back legs scraping across the tile floor before wobbling and settling down. “That’s my cue to leave.” Her heart was fluttering madly.

A brief look of concern filled Lisa’s eyes and then vanished. “Jana, do you trust me?”

“With my life, but this is a whole different ballgame. I shouldn’t be here. Especially, if you guys are going to—” Heat flared across Jana’s face.

“Fuck?” A Cheshire cat grin curved Lisa’s perfect lips.

Jana swallowed hard, her face growing warmer as her gaze went from Lisa’s to Nicolas’s. His expression was sultry.

“Well…yeah,” Jana said, before she pivoted, moving away from the table when she heard, “Brrrock…” Lisa held on to the last note, before saying, “Chicken.”

Jana spun around to face Lisa as her friend starting clucking and laughing. “I’m not chicken,” Jana insisted.

“Face it. You’re scared shitless. Brrrock…” Lisa mocked her.

“She looks scared to me,” Nicolas added with a slight smile.

“Oh. Fuck you both,” Jana fumed with embarrassment.

Nicolas raised one brow. “Now that’s an idea.”

“Jana.” Lisa’s voice softly dropped as she became serious. “Have I ever led you astray?”

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Jana shook her head. It was true. Lisa had been the only one in her life who had tried to protect her against her foster father. She had been there through every step of Jana’s recovery in the hospital and even afterward following her to California to make sure that Jana was settled.

When Jana needed Lisa she was there. “But—”

“No buts.” Lisa narrowed her sights on Jana. “All I want to do is break down some of those walls you’ve erected. What I’m asking of you may sound unconventional, but just trust me.” She pulled Jana’s chair back to the table. “Now come back here and sit down.”

Jana took a step toward the table. “I don’t see how any of this—”

Lisa pressed her index finger to her lips. “Shhh… Come sit down.

Trust me.”

Why Jana conceded she’d never know, other than she did trust Lisa more than she trusted herself. There was something about Lisa—

something about their friendship she never wanted to lose. Besides, it wasn’t like she hadn’t seen Lisa naked. Last night she’d seen both Lisa and Nicolas in an intimate position. If she was being honest with herself, it had been damn arousing.

Quietly, Jana took a seat.

When Lisa and Nicolas locked gazes Jana ceased to exist, she had no presence in the room. She could slip through the door and never be missed. The pair had mentally erased her from the kitchen. Hell, by the looks they gave each other they had erased her from the planet. The knowledge didn’t do much for a girl’s confidence.

Or had she just become the invisible woman? She raised her hand before her eyes. Nope. Not invisible.

Nicolas extended his hand to Lisa and assisted her to her feet. Their bodies came together, as they wrapped their arms around each other.

His long fingers curled in the back of her dress, wadding the material so it rose and revealed the swell of her ass and a hint of a lacy thong beneath.

Again he captured her mouth, but this time it was a real kiss, deep and demanding, one that took Jana’s breath away and left her wanting.

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Her mouth began to water. Her lips quivered with need. The beat of the music echoed in her head.

With a slow caress he moved his hand up Lisa’s back, raising her dress higher, revealing more perfect skin, before his fingers curled at the nape of her neck, winding through her hair as he pulled, forcing her head back. Then he pressed his mouth to the arch of her neck.

Lisa’s lips parted on a gasp.

Jana’s heart slammed against her ribcage.

She’d give anything to be kissed like that.

When Lisa and Nicolas finally parted Jana felt her chest rise and fall with excitement. Damn, she hadn’t known watching lovers interact would be so heady, so arousing. Thank God Lisa had persuaded her to stay.

Without a word Lisa floated across the room until she stood in the middle of the kitchen, then her body began to sway to the music. With the toe of one foot she slipped one sandal off and then the other. She kicked them out of the way and they made a swishing noise as they slid across the polished tile. The entire time her brown eyes were glued to Nicolas’s.

Silently he moved around the table and took a seat beside Jana.

“Eat,” he said, continuing to stare at Lisa as he picked up his fork.

It was a demand, not a suggestion.

But who could eat?

Lisa was seductively moving her palms over her shoulders, then dragging them across her breasts, circling them and weighing them in her hands, before she stroked down her abdomen and thighs to the hem of the dress.

Jana was mesmerized by her friend’s sexuality and further astounded by how Lisa was affecting her. A naughty smile slid across her friend’s lips. Every so often she slid her tongue over them, invitingly.

Eyes focused on Nicolas, Lisa began to sing along with the song.

“Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was
hot
like me?”

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She slipped the dress up to her waist, displaying a thong that rode on her swaying hips. Repeatedly her body undulated to the music as the dress rose higher and higher.

Just as the swell of her breasts was revealed Nicolas said firmly,

“Eat.”

Jana startled. Her gaze darted from Lisa to Nicolas.

There was a “Don’t make me repeat myself” tone in his voice that held all the warning Jana needed. She clutched her fork in one hand, stabbed a peach and crammed it into her mouth and chewed. Her action won her one of his beautiful smiles. Then he turned his attention back to Lisa’s performance.

When Jana looked at Lisa again she was naked with the exception of her thong. The song had ended, another one began. As she dipped her fingertips into the waistband of her panties, Nicolas said, “Stop.”

Immediately, Lisa’s hands stilled.

“I want to reveal you myself. Take your stance.” With his command Lisa parted her legs shoulder-width; she thrust her chest out, placed her hands behind her, and then bowed her head.

The bite of omelet that Jana had begun to swallow stuck midway down her throat. She choked, fighting for air. But neither Nicolas nor Lisa paid her attention. He pushed back his chair and rose as Jana reached for her orange juice and took a swallow, washing down the lodged food.

Nicolas was trapped in a world of sensations. Lisa was a temptress, her sexuality raw and inviting, while Jana’s struggle with what was happening before her was exciting him beyond control. Blood filled his balls and rushed down his cock as the temperature in his body soared.

He could feel Jana’s arousal, smell Lisa’s heat above the omelet he had yet to sample. Hell, this was much better than food. If he thought Jana was ready he’d take them both right here, right now.

Instead he continued on his path, seducing Jana through Lisa.

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Moving to stand behind Lisa, he removed his apron and tossed it aside so he was naked, but hidden from Jana’s view. He watched as Jana’s breathing increased and her eyes widened. Her full breasts rose against her shirt, tempting him as he pressed his body to Lisa’s backside. Lisa’s skin was chilled from the morning air, but he knew she burned hotter than a roaring fire inside, and if he wasn’t off his mark, her friend sitting at the table was just as hot.

Lisa had been one of his most receptive playmates. He couldn’t help but think what it would be like to dip between Jana’s thighs and taste her woman’s juices.

With a thrust of his hips he slid his cock between Lisa’s legs. He knew that Jana could see his erection, as her gaze dropped to the apex of Lisa’s thighs and her grip tightened on the fork she had picked back up.

He set his hands in motion circling Lisa’s neck, smoothing them across her shoulder blades and cupping her breasts. As he stroked and caressed he moved his hips back and forth, his cock skimming against Lisa’s wet panties.

She wanted to be fucked. He could smell her desire, heard it in her soft whimpers.

When he dragged his palms across Lisa’s taut stomach, his fingers closing in on her thong, Jana shifted in her chair. He almost thought she would rise and join them. Instead, she pinned her warm blue gaze on him. Hunger blazed in her eyes. He pushed her further, letting his fingers disappear beyond the scant material of Lisa’s thong. A gasp filled the room. He could have sworn both women moaned in unison as he sank a finger deep into Lisa’s heat.

It was pure torture. Blue balls were in his future if he didn’t find relief soon. But he wasn’t finished with Lisa, and he sure as hell wasn’t finished with Jana.

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had to admit it was one hell of an exciting game. No one would be a loser in this adventure.

As he stripped Lisa of her panties he dropped to his knees, knowing that he revealed himself to Jana through the vee of Lisa’s legs. He carefully supported Lisa’s waist as she stepped from the thong and then kicked it aside. He knew Jana could see his hands stroking Lisa as he pushed them between Lisa’s parted thighs. Gently, his fingertips touched her abdomen. With a long, smooth caress he pulled his palms back through her legs to skim her moist folds.

“Face me.” His voice almost failed him, coming out hoarse and ragged.

Lisa turned, her blonde hair spilling across her face as she looked down upon him. He wedged her legs further, and then cupped her ass in the palms of his hands as he leaned in to taste her. He felt her quiver beneath his touch. Her body spasmed sending ripples of sensation across his tongue.

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