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    her mind around it; it just seemed too good to be true. This was Nick Hamilton, the golden playboy of
    the football fields. The media had nicknamed him Apollo and with good reason. He was tall, taller than
    her husband even, his tanned skin offsetting his clear blue eyes and golden hair. He was beyond
    handsome and he wanted her. The bullied teenager she’d once been cringed at the thought,
    wondering if she wasn’t being played. But no, this was her husband and one of their best friends. They
    wouldn’t do this to her.

    “Mia?” Nick asked, bringing her back to the present.

    She shook her head. “That’s not it, Nicky. It’s just…” She let her voice trail as she wondered how to
    explain what laid heavy in her mind. “A fantasy is safe. I’m not sure…I mean I don’t think you’ll like—“

    Kevin cut her off, “Nick, d’you remember what I said when I explained the reasons behind the List?”

    Nick nodded, his gaze sharpening when he looked back at her. “I want you, Mia. I saw you last night
    and you were barely dressed and it was all I could do not to jump on you.”

    “Really?” She licked her lips at his words. Wow.

    “Yeah. Feel this.” He grabbed her hand and pressed it against the front of his shorts. “That’s what
    kissing you did to me.”

    “Oh.” She shivered at the feel of his hard cock under the strained material. She wanted to see him
    naked, she realized. Wanted to compare his body to her husband’s, wanted to feel them both against
    her bare skin. Then she snapped back to the real world and fear overcame her once again. “I don’t
    know.”

    “What about we start slow and you see if you like it?” Kevin pressed her back against his chest. “You
    can say no at any point and we’ll stop and we won’t speak about it ever again.”

    “I don’t want this to ruin our friendship,” Mia said out loud, her gaze locking with Nick’s.

    “It won’t,” he replied, stepping forward until his lips brushed hers. “Promise.”

    Chapter Fourteen: Let’s Be Strong

    Mia was sitting on the sofa, sandwiched between the two big men, feeling ill at ease and excited at the
    same time. Kevin had decided they should go slow so nothing had happened yet, unbelievable as that
    was. He’d slid a hardcore porn movie in the DVD player, winking as he said, “Just to set the mood.”

    She hadn’t said anything but she didn’t think Nick needed it. He was still hard, his cock clearly defined under the thin cotton of his shorts. She wriggled in her seat as she tried to ignore the two men beside
    her, her eyes focused on what was happening on the large screen. Kevin had picked out her favorite
    movie, the one where the woman was pleasured in several ways by several different partners. She
    didn’t know how he knew it was her fave because they’d only watched it once and not even in its
    entirety. She’d jumped him before they’d even watched half, so turned on she’d impaled herself on his
    cock without any preliminaries. Ah, come to think of it, that might be why he’d picked it tonight.

    “Are you getting wet, baby?” His voice drifted over her as his arm looped around her shoulders, pulling
    her against him. “Would you like us to do this to you?”

    She looked at the screen and gasped when she noticed the heroine lying spread-eagle on a wide bed,
    two men at her feet. They, very slowly and very deliberately, began licking a way up her legs until she
    was writhing beneath them, her sex dripping even before one of the men bent down and began
    sucking on her clit. “Fuck.” Mia found herself moaning at the sight. Her thighs clenched and she could
    feel moisture pool on her panties.

    “Are you?” Kevin repeated in her ear as his left hand slid down her body to cup her sex through her
    jeans. She jerked up but his arm around her shoulders held her in place. His fingers rubbed against the
    thick material, his thumb pressing hard against the stitching running along