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plans out of bed.” Jake finished with his shirt and shrugged out of it, his chest firmly muscled and tan, the sprinkling of hair a little more golden. Kate loved that he was the opposite of Chase’s leaner muscles, pale skin, and darker hair. She’d seen Jake without clothes so many times, but since she was allowed to enjoy the view, with Chase’s permission, she did.
    Jake removed his belt, and Kate wondered why he was the only one undressing. Last time, they’d undressed her first. But Chase’s fingers found their way under her skirt, his fingers brushing the triangle of cloth covering her mound, and she hummed in approval, easily distracted.
    “So tell me, Kate. You’re in on this, right? I have your consent? I know I have his.” Jake gestured with his chin to Chase. “But I need to know you’re mine for tonight.”
    “I’m yours to do what you wish, with Chase’s approval, of course.”
    “Chase approves,” her husband said huskily, his lips hot on her neck.
    Jake nodded. “Did you explain to her what tonight involves, since she didn’t make a game plan?”
    “Uh, well. I tried.” Chase pulled away from Kate and rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. “She informed me there were only so many orifices she could be taken in, and since we’d covered all of them the first time around, she supposed it would be more of the same. So she wouldn’t listen.”
    Jake laughed, those blue eyes like a dark, turbulent ocean, one full of lust. “Tonight will be very different than last time. You still want to play?”
    It couldn’t be that different, could it? Anticipation swirled in her belly. Hell yes, she wanted to play. “Yes.”
    “Safeword?”
    “Christmas.”
    “Good. I might use colors to check in with you, to make sure you’re still having fun. Yellow if you’re unsure or need to slow down. Green is everything’s okay. If you want to use red to stop, I’ll respect that, too. Do you understand?”
    “Yes.”
    “Yes?” Jake’s voice deepened a bit, insinuating she’d left something off.
    Damn it, she hated this unsure feeling that mixed with the desire to please them both. Not knowing the answer he wanted set her on edge. “I don’t know what to call you. I call Chase ‘Sir’.”
    “How about he’s Husband. I can be Sir. Okay?”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    “Any limits?”
    She glanced at Chase, unsure. She worked with Jake every day. He knew damned well what she liked and didn’t like, but she never thought she’d have to lay out what she didn’t want done to her sexually. Which led to worried thoughts about what he might do that she wouldn’t like.
    Chase took her hand in his and squeezed gently. “Just tell him what you don’t like, love. When you play like this, usually you find out what your bedmates like first so everyone has a good time. I know what you like, so it wasn’t an issue the first time around. Jake’s in charge, so he needs to know where to take the adventure.”
    “Are we sure we want him to be driving? Because if his hostess skills are anything like his driving skills, we’re in big, big trouble.”
    “Such a bad girl,” Jake muttered.
    But Chase laughed. “She has a point, even if she is being a mouthy gift.”
    She had a hard time with the submissive aspects sometimes, hence the reason she often ended up being denied orgasms on the weekend. Chase expected her to kick bad guy ass all week and come home to him submissive and obedient. After a week with Charlotte, the submissive in her wasn’t easy to find. She lowered her gaze meekly, the way Chase liked. Jake had to like that, too.
    “Sorry, Sir.” She peeked up at him from lowered lashes.
    “You will be,” Jake promised, but he tried hard to hide the smile quirking at the corner of his lips. “Limits?”
    “Chase has never done anything to me that I don’t like.” She glanced around the room, at the various pieces of furniture all with mysterious purposes. Her gaze hit on some paddles, crops, and