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Her troubled thoughts must have been noticeable, because Jake reached for her hand. She flinched but didn’t pull away. She found Jake’s hands large and comforting as his fingers slid through hers.
She stopped at the doorway to her bedroom. She wasn’t sure why, but her feet wouldn’t move. It was as if her body knew that once she stepped into the room, there was no turning back. She needed to make sure that she was ready for this.
But how could she be sure? Was anyone ever truly ready for having sex with her best friend’s lover while her best friend and boyfriend watched? She doubted it.
Olivia looked around, deciding her bedroom wasn’t big enough. It had just enough space for a queen-size bed, a chest of drawers, and an overstuffed chair. She didn’t think four people had ever been in here at the same time.
Jake stepped over the threshold and led Olivia into the bedroom. For some reason, it was easier for her to follow him than to invite Jake to her bed.
Mia strode into the room as if she owned the place. Olivia en-vied the woman’s confidence. Mia sat down on the chair, draping her feet over the armrest. She looked comfortable and ready for a show.
“Had to get the front-row seat?” Olivia asked drily, trying to hide the nervous tic in her mouth. “Want some popcorn with that?”
Mia smiled. “At least I’m not holding you down.”
Mia had her there. Olivia looked over her shoulder and saw Ryan leaning against the wall, his arms folded across his chest. She was surprised he was hanging back and was hardly in the room. Olivia was sure he would be right next to her the whole time. Was he having second thoughts?
His stance was casual, but she saw the heat in his eyes. His nostrils flared as he controlled each breath. If she didn’t know any better, she would have thought he was looking forward to this.
That surprised her as well. Ryan was possessive, and she thought he would be too territorial to let her even look at another man. Just when she thought she understood him, Ryan did something unexpected. He really was a mix of contradictions.
“Are you guys ready?” Ryan asked in a clipped tone, immediately taking charge of the situation. He waited until they nodded before he continued. “Olivia, I want you to kiss Jake.”
She turned to face Jake, and placed her hands on his shoulders. The top of her head only reached to his chin. He wasn’t as broad and tall as Ryan. He was, in fact, far less intimidating.
Olivia pushed the thought aside. She shouldn’t compare Jake to Ryan, but the thought sprang into her mind unbidden. Olivia lifted up on her tiptoes so she could reach Jake’s mouth. Tilting her face up, her lips collided with his.
His mouth was playful as he nibbled her mouth. She teased him back, swiping her tongue along his bottom lip. A warm, fizzy sensation invaded her. It was unlike the dark intensity she felt when she kissed Ryan.
“Hold his face with both hands,” Ryan suggested.
Olivia reached up and pressed her palms on Jake’s cheeks. The stubble on his lean face scratched her skin, just like Ryan’s. She stroked his face, exploring the planes and contours with her fingers, and she continued to kiss him.
Jake’s hands rested on her back, and he slowly caressed her. The light touch tickled and she stepped closer into his embrace. He didn’t hold her tightly the way she liked, but she wasn’t going to ask for more. That was Ryan’s job.
“Kiss him harder,” Ryan told her.
She darted her tongue past Jake’s lips and into his warm mouth. Kissing Jake was different from what she expected. He didn’t swoop in and take over. Instead he allowed her to set the pace, let her explore to her heart’s content.
Olivia wasn’t sure if she liked it. She preferred to be taken, and swept up in the swirling emotions. If he didn’t claim her soon, she was going to have to ask him to suck on her tongue. She needed to tell him to grind his mouth against hers.
“Jake,” Ryan said harshly, “fuck her mouth with your tongue.”
“Wait a second,” Mia said, immediately jumping in. “The agreement was telling Olivia what to do.”
Olivia pulled away from Jake and blinked her eyes open. She felt slightly disoriented and looked up at Jake to find her balance. They shared a wry look as they listened to the others squabble. Olivia should have known that Ryan and Mia were going to bump heads and wrestle for control.
Olivia licked her swollen lip and looked over at her friend, who was too busy glaring at Ryan. “Mia,” she said, noticing her voice sounded husky, “why don’t you tell Jake what to do while Ryan gives me instructions?”
“What are we,” Jake muttered in Olivia’s ear, his warm breath wafting over her long hair, “puppets?”
“Fine,” Mia said. “We’ll do that.”
“As long as she doesn’t contradict me,” Ryan said, clearly unhappy by the rule change.
“Do you ever get the feeling,” Jake said for Olivia’s ears only, “that this isn’t to make you comfortable? I think they can’t give up control.”
She gave him a sharp look, realizing Jake was right. She thought they were helping her, teaching her how to go after her fantasies. They were doing that, but that was secondary to their own goals. Ryan and Mia couldn’t stand it when they weren’t in charge.
“Mia, what do you want me to do next?” Jake asked, his eyes never leaving Olivia’s face.
There was a pause. “Fuck her mouth with her tongue,” she answered grudgingly.
Olivia and Jake tried not to smile. He tenderly cradled her face with his hands. It caught her off-guard when he plunged his tongue past her lips.
Olivia grabbed Jake’s shirt and held on tight, her fingers twisting in the soft cotton as he claimed her mouth. She opened her mouth wider, surrendering instantly to his invasion. She rubbed her breasts and hips against him, her nipples poking against her shirt, begging for attention.
“Jake,” Mia said, “take off her shirt.”
Olivia wondered how Mia knew what she needed. Did Mia see her nipples tightening, or the way she enjoyed the friction when she rubbed against Jake? Or were Mia’s nipples puckering as she watched them?
“No, Olivia will,” Ryan contradicted Mia’s command. His tone warned Mia not to push her luck.
Jake reluctantly pulled his mouth away, his lips clinging onto Olivia’s. He was breathing hard as Olivia reached for her shirt and wiggled out of it. Once she pulled it over her head, Olivia tossed it onto the floor and reached for the back hooks of her bra, thrusting her breasts against Jake.
“Did I tell you to take off your bra?” Ryan asked coldly.
Olivia froze and immediately dropped her hands. She couldn’t believe she did that. She always waited for Ryan’s next command. He was going to punish her by making her wait. She just knew it.
Mia huffed with disgust. “Ryan, get over it.” Mia told him. “She can take off her own bra if she wants to.”
Jake waited for the next instructions, caressing Olivia’s back. His gaze drifted onto her small breasts. Her nipples tingled as she remembered how he had kissed her the night before. She was eager to feel his mouth on her nipples again.
“Olivia, take off your bra,” Ryan said.
