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help him lose the rest of his uniform.
    She collapsed against the doors and stared at the metal panel. So close . Heat still flooded her body and her knees continued to tremble. She banged her forehead into the panel. “Damn.” She hadn’t been kidding when she’d joked about sleeping together during the jump through the debris field. When she’d woken up and found him next to her, her head on his shoulder and his delicious body warming her, her heart had forgotten to beat and all she could think about was how it would be if they were both naked.
    From the moment she’d laid eyes on the man, she’d wanted him. But she wasn’t the only one. Melissa had told her, that first night they’d been on board together, she wanted him, too. She didn’t just want him, she wanted him with Jessica. A threesome. When Melissa had first mentioned it, Jessica had been angry. She didn’t want to share. She’d been dreaming about him for years. But the more she was with Melissa, the more she cared about her and realized a third in their bed-play might not be a bad thing. It might make an already great relationship better. And the sex would have to be unbelievable.
    Now she was completely obsessed with the idea. She’d been unable to get it out of her head, and the possible ménage seemed to occupy a vast measure of her random thoughts at any given time. What would it be like?
    She’d never been in a threesome. Sure, she’d had both men and women, but never together. The thought of sharing her body with both the people she loved seemed like a dream—or it had until Kaleb had kissed her. Now she knew it was possible. He wasn’t immune to her. Far from it.
    One night, about a month ago, they’d played Scrabble. It started innocent enough, but quickly changed when Melissa had spelled masturbate . Jessica followed it up with stroke . He kept it clean with planet and any nonsexual word he could think of. He was the last one she’d expected not to come out with a dirty word or two, but he’d kept it safe, way too safe, and that in itself felt like a challenge.
    So they’d pushed a little more. Before the game was over, Melissa and Jessica had hit about every dirty word in the English dictionary. Kaleb’s face had gone white, and perspiration clung to his forehead. He’d gripped the edge of the table so hard the tips of his fingers turned blue. Melissa shot her a victorious look and Jessica was certain they’d broken him.
    One more push.
    Then Jessica dropped the word suck and Melissa followed up with fuck . He’d jumped up and excused himself for his shift, rushing from the room. She’d sworn he’d a hard-on, but it was difficult to tell with how fast he’d fled.
    From that point on, she and Melissa had been relentless. They’d tried to lure him in. They used every weapon at their disposal. Jessica lost her bra and walked around with her nipples sticking out. She’d taken every opportunity to brush up against him. He didn’t seem to notice. He always had reports to go over in his room, some study or another that he had to work on in that damned lab.
    She’d thought he was blind until he’d made the bra comment. She’d gotten to him, but he’d been resisting. Ethics? Who knew? But before this mission was over, Jessica swore she’d break him and they’d have their threesome.
    Threesome? She reached up and rubbed her head. What the hell was going on? That should be the last thing on her mind, even if it had dominated her every thought for the last few months. They’d just jumped through a cloud of radiation, and though the scanner said good to go, she wasn’t feeling that way. She’d all but ripped his clothes off on the lift. And his arm? She could swear it had been worse than it appeared. Everything seemed unnatural and despite how dangerous their situation was, she couldn’t seem to pull out of obsessing about him. This was not like her, and she wasn’t alone. Kaleb wasn’t behaving like Kaleb.
    Jessica hit her