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let’s.” I drew in a shaky
breath and slid off Joe’s lap.
    This time I led the way. Almost like a bloodhound, I
followed the scent of sex and hint of Mr. Intensity’s cologne. Up the stairs to
the pool level. It was dark, music drifted from the carefully hidden speakers
giving a sensual aura of hushed sexual potency that mingled exquisitely with
the sultry sounds of sexual moans. Breath caught in my throat and my nipples
rose, aching for some of the hot action going on around us. Swinging my gaze
around the chairs, past clusters of people, along the long couch, I looked for
two men.
    If I was casual enough about it, maybe I could lead Joe over
to the corner, shaded somewhat by a wooden arbor, where I saw those two hunky
dudes lounging. Their muscular legs stretched out and white towels casually
slung around their hips. Which only enhanced the considerable bulges concealed
beneath the terry fabric. My gaze crawled over them. The white towels were a
stark contrast to their tanned and very buff bodies. I could almost taste them
and licked my lips.
    Joe snagged my hand and pulled me against him, his own very
hard and muscled body like a wall of granite behind me. Holy hell! The physical
and visual stimulation around here was enough to drive a girl insane with need.
    “Check it out,” Joe whispered in my ear as he turned my head
to look at the pool.
    My lungs froze and I would have tripped if he hadn’t had me
in such a vise grip. The pool was full of couples and ménages. I tipped my
head, trying to make sense of the tangle of various body parts of who knew how
many people in the pool through the mist rising from the heated water.
    “How do they not drown each other?” I was thunderstruck.
    “Who the hell knows, but they’re definitely athletic.” The
splash of waves against the tile sides of the pool acted as exclamation points
to his words.
    I heard the humor in his voice and smiled over my shoulder
at him. He leaned in to me and captured my lips with his. His kisses never
failed to rev me up. And in my already high state of excitement, he succeeded
in making my arousal close to excruciating. My breasts felt heavy and begged
for attention, and I ran my hands up my belly and cupped them through the
fabric. Rubbing my nipples gently.
    I moaned into his mouth, not ever wanting him to stop. When
he turned me and his hands gripped my ass, I wrapped my legs around his hips.
He easily held me. God, I wished he’d taken a cue from the other guys and was
wearing just a towel so I could feel his impressive cock with next to nothing
between us.
    He held me without any effort. He walked to the long, cushion-covered
bench. When he let go of my ass, I let out a surprised peep when big, warm
hands grasped my ankles. Unable to quite make sense out of the extra set of
hands, I pulled my mouth from Joe and craned my head around to see.
    Mr. Intensity and his sidekick gazed up at me. Their sultry
looks burned with a desire that had no trouble flaring mine hotter. I glanced
back at Joe.
    “I’m—” But I really didn’t know what to say and was relieved
when he interrupted me.
    “You’re what? Horny? Excited? And wanting more than me?” He
smiled and nodded. “It’s okay, because one day I might want more than you.”
    Relief flooded me and I gave him a tight hug. “Really? Well,
all you have to do is say the word.” Did I really just agree to a threesome
with another woman or women?
    “Don’t worry, I will.” He let me go and gave me a gentle
shove back into Mr. I’s arms.
    “Gotcha,” Mr. Intensity said and lowered me to the bench. I
watched Joe as he shucked his clothes, tossing them in a pile against the wall.
Clad only in his briefs, his massive erection was very evident.
    I heard the blond suck in his breath and glanced at him. His
gaze was pinned on Joe’s crotch and he licked his lips. I giggled and wondered
what Joe was thinking right now.
    “Are you both, um,” I hesitated, not quite sure how to