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can.”
    “Yes, you do.” He glanced at Bram. Once again, some form of unspoken communication must have passed between them because Bram cleared the pair of nearby stools away from the island and pushed the plates of pasta out of reach. She wasn’t certain why he did that, until Ry lifted her into his arms and settled her onto the counter. His thumbs tucked into the elastic of her thong and dragged it down her legs. Her butt absorbed the granite’s chill, but she barely registered it as Ry and Bram stared at her glistening folds. Ry’s fist tightened on her thong, his jaw tense. She shifted her attention to Bram and snagged his gaze. He licked his lips, and she inched her thighs wider apart, hoping to tempt him into action.
    A husky chuckle came from Ry. “Nice try, baby. But you’re not getting out of this that easy.”
    She blinked at him. “Get out of what?”
    “Checking off item number two.”
    It took a moment to remember her reason for being there. The list. She racked her brain, trying to recall what number two entailed.
    “You’re gonna play with your sweet pussy for us, Lace,” Bram said, apparently taking pity on her memory lapse.
    “What?” She slashed her gaze between the two of them. “But…I thought you wanted to do it for me.”
    “Believe me, we will. But first you’re going to show us exactly how you like to be touched. How you make yourself come.” Almost as if he were unconscious of what he was doing, Ry bunched her thong in his fist and pressed the silk to his nose. His eyes closed as a rapturous groan rumbled from his chest.
    She stared at him, her heart missing a beat. Okay, how the hell had she guessed that right?
    Ry opened his eyes again, revealing the fierce fire kindled within their depths. “This is your chance to teach us how to please you. Trust me, this is a good thing.”
    She bit her lip and let his words sink in. What he was suggesting actually made a lot of sense, and truthfully, she was grateful that he and Bram cared about ensuring her pleasure. She didn’t have much previous experience with men who weren’t looking for a fast way to get their rocks off. It made her want to discover all the ways that she could please Ry and Bram too. “I’ll do it. But only if you show me how you like to be touched.”
    Quiet laughter fell from Ry and Bram. They glanced at each other before offering her matching grins.
    “What?” she demanded.
    “Darlin’, you don’t hafta worry about that,” Bram said with a shake of his head. “Our anatomy isn’t quite as complex as yours. You’ll probably only have to look at our dicks to make them blow.”
    She wasn’t ready to take them entirely on their word. “Strip. Now.”
    More chuckles came from the guys. “Damn, Lace. Where’d this bossy side of you come from?” Bram thumbed the top button open on his jeans and rasped his zipper down. His smile stretched wide, giving her a nice flash of his teeth. “I like it.”
    She planted her palms on the counter and leaned back as Bram and Ry kicked free of their jeans. Mouthwatering as their strong, muscular calves and thighs were, it was the startlingly huge erections snugged within their white briefs that held her rapt attention. Her hand trailed between her legs and her fingertips skimmed through her slick wetness. She didn’t even realize what she was doing until Ry’s and Bram’s groans broke through her concentration. She jerked her focus upward and noticed their unblinking gazes were glued to the motions of her fingers. Her hand halted.
    “Don’t stop,” Ry admonished, his voice strained.
    She cupped her mound protectively. “Please. I don’t want to be the only one doing this.”
    Ry and Bram automatically reached for their briefs and peeled them off. Their cocks sprang free—long, thick and unbelievably hard. Her clit pulsed without her even rubbing it, and moisture pooled between her legs. More than anything, she wanted to feel the silky-steel length of their