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and Lacey.
    Cory swung the lounge chair out in the middle of the small room and guided Lacey to it, pressing her onto the cushioned surface.
    “Oh, so you’re going to give me the treatment, are you?” Lacey leaned back, her eyes dancing. “Bring it on, little man.”
    “I’ll show you little.” He whipped the towel from around his waist and dangled his cock in her face.
    She laughed and ran a finger along his thick shaft. “I stand corrected.”
    Nick sat dumbstruck in his chair as his younger brother danced around their guest like a professional stripper. Holy hell. Cory had told him he’d been dancing for tips at the Ugly Stick and bachelorette parties, but Nick had never seen him actually perform.
    At one point Cory sat his ass in her lap, then leaned over to touch his toes, his balls hanging loose between his legs. “Spank me, Lacey.”
    “This night is turning out better than I could have hoped for.” Lacey spanked his buttocks.
    “That the best you can do?” Cory teased. “I thought older women had this trick down.” He shook his ass in her face.
    She slapped Cory hard, leaving a red print on his cheek.
    Nick’s dick hardened, and his butt muscles clenched each time Lacey slapped his brother’s ass.
    “Better.” He danced out of her reach, turned toward her and danced back, his cock sticking straight out, bobbing in time to his moves.
    Nick turned away, his dick so tight it ached. “I think I’ll go to bed and leave you two to it.”
    “Party pooper.” Lacey waved him toward her. “Don’t you want to show the whelp what a real man can do?”
    He frowned. “I’m not into threesomes.”
    “How do you know?” she challenged, her gaze slipping to the telltale evidence of his interest. “Ever been in one?”
    His shoulders straightened, his chin tipping up. “No, and I don’t plan on starting.”
    Cory danced around her then spun off and gyrated around Nick. “Ah, come on, bro, don’t disappoint the lady.”
    “I don’t need this. I’m not ready.”
    Cory snorted, his gaze going to the giant tent Nick’s dick was making beneath the towel. “Really?”
    With his brother’s dick bobbing toward him, Nick was beginning to think moving in with Cory might not have been such a good idea. What kind of ideas had he gotten from stripping at the Ugly Stick? “I don’t have sex with just anyone.”
    “Lighten up, big brother.” Cory turned to face the woman in the chair. “Lacey’s not just anyone.”
    “I believe sex should be shared with someone you are committed to.” And he sure as hell wasn’t ready to commit to anyone in the near future. Not after he’d been burned so badly.
    Lacey snorted. “Then definitely, go to bed. I’m not the commitment type. All I want is a little harmless sex with two good-looking men. But one will do.”
    “Thanks.” Cory shook his head. “Way to shoot a boner down.”
    “Sorry, sweetcakes.” Lacey stood and grabbed his cock, massaging it back to a full head. “It’s only fair that you know the truth up front. I’m not here for a happily ever after.” She shot a glance over her shoulder, her gaze directed at Nick. “I don’t believe in them.”
    A surge of disappointment made Nick cross his arms over his chest. “Good, because neither do I.”
    Lacey’s brows rose. “Good.”
    “Good.” Nick’s nod was curt, intended to end the conversation. At that point he should have stalked off to his bedroom. But he didn’t.
    “Well that’s one thing we can agree on.” Lacey let go of Cory’s dick and closed the distance between her and Nick. “Now, are you going to use that thing or slink off to the bathroom for a cold shower?”
    His eyes narrowed the closer she got. “I’ve already had my shower.”
    “Then don’t be shy.” She grabbed his towel and yanked it free of his hips. She studied him, turning him to the side, her head tipped. “Um. Passable.”
    Sassy, wasn’t she? Nick frowned, his chest pushing out. “What do you mean