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woman, she leaned forward
to kiss her once more. Though, out of the corner of her eye, Shana caught Drake
stripping off his suit jacket and that made the fire inside her roar to life.
    So much had been set into motion with one invitation, one
backstage tour, one dangerous admission of an existence Shana had never
believed in until she’d witnessed Drake’s unfathomable speed and his ability to
lift her with absolutely no effort when they were downstairs. Not to mention
the chill of Jane’s skin and the mystifying gift she possessed.
    Shana wasn’t sure what had been the catalyst for her own
personal liberation—all of the above, she guessed—but she was also happy to see
Drake and Jane had found an outlet of sorts themselves, by way of being able to
reveal their true identities to her.
    Though, that did little to relieve the torment Drake seemed
to suffer.
    But Shana was, for the moment, fixated on Jane. Particularly
the way she slowly, but noticeably, took over the kiss, turning it more
passionate as she eased toward Shana, her lithe body pressing to Shana’s, her
tongue plunging deep in an erotic way.
    Shana’s eyelids fluttered closed as the kiss deepened. The
fiery sensations already burning inside her were stoked by the expert way in
which Jane intensified their kiss without making Shana feel inadequate.
    There was no mistaking she evoked Jane’s desire, despite her
virginal and inexperienced ways.
    When Jane’s hand on her shoulder moved slowly down the
satiny material of Shana’s dress and cupped her breast, Shana tore her mouth
from Jane’s and gasped for air as her eyes flew open.
    Jane gave the full mound, which her small hand didn’t quite
encompass, a gentle squeeze. So much more tender than she’d expected, given
Jane’s strength and the excitement that lit her eyes, but effective nonetheless.
Shana felt a titillating burst of erotic sensations deep in her pussy that
turned into a throbbing, pulsing need demanding to be satisfied. Jane’s thumb
swept over her already hard nipple and she sucked in a breath, the throbbing,
pulsing need intensifying.
    “Electrifying, my foot,” Shana said in a strained tone.
“That’s downright mind-blowing.”
    Jane flashed her a brief, albeit wicked grin before her head
dropped to Shana’s chest and she pressed her firm lips to the areola and
tongued the hard pebble through the material of Shana’s dress.
    Shana’s head fell back on her shoulders and her eyes closed
again. “That’s just too delicious for words.”
    She heard Drake come to an abrupt halt. Cracking one eye
open, she found him standing in front of the fireplace, his fists clenched at
his sides, lust blazing in his eyes.
    “Bloody hell,” he ground out. “Is it your intention to drive
me out of my mind?”
     
    Shana grinned, opening her other eye to stare at him. “If
it’s at all possible.”
    He smirked at her. So she had a playful side. Shouldn’t
surprise him any more than the way she’d so assertively kissed Jane. A gesture
that had made him wild with envy, but which had also captivated him. The woman
had passion in dire need of being released, no doubt about it.
    Unleashed , as Jane had put it earlier.
    He could see—and sense—something bold and daring lingering
beneath the surface of her carefully constructed shell. With every fiber of his
being, he wanted her to set herself free of her past demons and let all her
inhibitions slip away. So much so, he was willing to stand back and let it
happen with Jane. Yet he wanted her so desperately for himself, it was hell to
sit on the sidelines.
    He did just that, though. In truth, he’d already agreed
earlier this evening that what transpired between the three of them was not up
to anyone other than Shana. And she was clearly interested in exploring her
sexuality with Jane, so who was he to intervene, really? Except that it was
near impossible to be a voyeur rather than a participant.
    Shana had proved capable of bringing her own