Hold back. Let him touch her. She wants this. This time, he didn’t have to fight. Paul placed the back of his hand under her chin and tilted her head to bare her throat, then without any hurry began unbuttoning her shirt. Every separate motion, a word. And the words formed a message of polite but unmistakable entitlement. Jay absorbed the sight, took in the message. He could barely read the signals of his own body, because what was going on in front of him was so goddamn intense. Getting hard while another man unwrapped Adriana like she was his expensive Christmas present wasn’t something he felt ashamed of, but the knowledge he should be ashamed of it floated in the back of his mind. Weird knowledge that he couldn’t quite forget. Jay still didn’t understand what Paul wanted from them. But he was willing to learn. Very willing. “Not one of Jay’s,” Paul said, stroking the strap of Adriana’s plain gray sports bra.
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