"Fuck no." Aidan entered the number into his phone.

"Why not? I've been eating your food and drinking your beer for weeks."

"We can afford it." Aidan lifted the phone to his ear.

"That's not the point. I can afford it too. The point is, I want to contribute."

Maddie tipped her head to one side and he caught the look she gave Aidan. Aidan frowned. "Fine," he said shortly, then into the phone, "Yeah, can I place an order for delivery?"

He ordered their food then set his phone on the counter. "So. Let's see the new camera."

Zack shrugged and they all moved the den where his new bag sat. He and Aidan spent the next half hour talking about sensor size, image processing and ISO range. Aidan was by no means a pro, but shared an interest in photography and was half-decently knowledgeable.

The evening passed eating pizza, drinking more beer, watching a movie. The three of them sat on the couch in from of the TV, Maddie in the middle of the two men. Rain continued to shimmer down outside as the city grew dark and buildings glittered. Zack's nerves prickled from the faint tension he still sensed between Maddie and Aidan but also with arousal. Merely contemplating the things he could do with them made his dick stir and his balls ache.

It had been too long.

He stopped to examine that. Was that what this was about? It had been a helluva long time since he'd had sex. When he'd escaped, that had been the last thing on his mind. But now...were his own urges giving him crazy ideas?

It was impossible to sort out all the threads of what he was feeling. Maybe the fact that he was horny was influencing his thinking, but more than anything he felt a need to act, to take charge and do something that would get Maddie and Aidan past this.

Christ. His mind flipped back and forth. Do something? Do nothing? Pretend everything was fine? Or help them if he could? But what if helping them fucked things up even more?

Jesus. They were still his friends. He didn't want to wreck that, even though he probably didn't deserve their friendship after the way he'd treated them.

The internal debate made his insides twist up into knots.

Beside him on the couch, Maddie gave a soft sigh as the movie ended.

Zack reached out and laid his hand on her bare knee. "Okay, baby?"

She flicked a glance at him and her muscles tensed beneath his hand. "Um. Yeah."

The air in the room changed as Zack sensed Aidan's awareness of his hand on Maddie's leg. Zack gave a brief, gentle squeeze and didn't rush to move his hand away. Fuck. He was gonna do this.

"Maddie," he said in a quiet but authoritative tone. "Kiss Aidan."

She turned wide eyes on him. "Wh-what?"

Zack lifted his chin. "Kiss him."

He glanced at Aidan. Aidan blinked.

"Do it," he ordered, his tone harder. He reached blindly for the remote control for the TV and turned it off.

Maddie's eyes flickered but she turned to Aidan, leaned over and touched her mouth to his. A soft, short kiss.

"Not like that." Zack kept his tone firm. "Really kiss him."

She hesitated then kissed Aidan again, tipping her head. Aidan's eyelids lowered as their mouths met and opened to each other. Zack's dick swelled and heat rushed through his body. Fuck, that was hot. And her unquestioning obedience made his blood scald his veins.

She drew back and looked at Zack, blue eyes full of questions. He nodded. "Again." He shifted his position so he could better watch. He met Aidan's eyes. "Put your arms around her."

He sensed Aidan's resistance to the order but then a jolt of electric heat hit him when Aidan too obeyed him and reached for Maddie. He pulled her closer and she set a hand on his shoulder as they kissed again, long, slow kisses. Zack watched their tongues touch, watched them tilt their heads to deepen the kiss, watched Aidan's fingers flex on Maddie's hip.

The kiss went on and on, hotter. The air in the room heated and buzzed. They pulled apart once more and both turned lust-hazed eyes on him.

"Was that hot?"

Aidan's throat worked as he swallowed hard. "Yeah," he said hoarsely. Maddie just nodded.

"Want more?" Zack asked.

"What the fuck, man?" Aidan growled in a low tone. "What're you doing?"

Electricity crackled around them.

Zack gave him a dirty grin. "Taking control. Kiss her again. This time pull her onto your lap. Put your hands under her shirt. Feel that soft skin."

Aidan gave a hard shudder and a small whimper escaped Maddie.

Aidan complied, easily lifting and turning Maddie. Now she faced Zack and her eyes met his with a burst of sparks. She held his gaze as she turned her face toward Aidan and his kiss, then let her eyelids droop.

Aidan's hands slid under Maddie's T-shirt, up her back, over her waist. Watching Aidan caress her was hot, but it also made Zack's palms tingle with the need to feel her himself. One step at a time.

He pressed a hand to his aching cock as they made out in front of him. Maddie touched Aidan too, his shoulder, his neck, his jaw. Their kisses went on and on, their faces flushing, heat building around them.

"Take her shirt off," Zack growled to Aidan.

Aidan paused, eyes meeting his. "What is this? You have some kind of voyeurism fetish?"

Zack held his gaze with steady authority. "Nah. I'd rather participate."

Both Maddie and Aidan jolted. Their eyes met briefly then swiveled simultaneously back to Zack.

"But right now it is hot to watch you two." Zack let a smile play on his lips. "And I get the feeling you like being told what to do."

Aidan's features tightened and his lips thinned.

"Nothing wrong with that at all," Zack assured him quietly, leaning forward, holding the eye contact. "Some people like to give orders. Some like to act 'em out. It's all good. Whatever makes you hot is good. You hot?"

Aidan didn't answer.

"Your dick hard?" Zack deepened his voice.

Aidan's eyes closed. Then opened. "Yeah."

"Thought so. Do it. Take her shirt off."

Aidan turned his gaze to Maddie. Giving her a chance to stop him. The air thickened and pulsed as they waited for Maddie's decision. Her consent.

She bit her lip. She turned questioning eyes on Zack. He gave her a nod, letting his reassurance that she was safe show in his eyes.

She nodded.

Zack's heart exploded into a heavy rhythm that pushed the air out of his lungs as Aidan curled his fingers into the hem of Maddie's T-shirt and lifted it. Everything else in the room blurred out as Zack focused on the couple, taking in the smooth curves of Maddie's body.

He'd seen it before-that day at the beach, her bikini hadn't hid much. But her sheer pink bra hid even less. Her nipples strained at the shimmery fabric, her breasts rising as she lifted her arms for Aidan to drag the shirt off.

Christ. Beautiful. Luminous skin in the golden lamp light. Her breasts weren't large, but they were perfect. Her torso narrowed to a slender waist, her shorts with the folded-over waistband sitting low on her hips.

Aidan tossed her shirt aside and then skimmed his palms over Maddie's shoulders, down her arms, all the way to her hands and then he linked his fingers with hers as he kissed her again.

It was sweet yet erotic watching this kiss, their bodies not even touching, just holding hands. Zack's blood pumped hot through his veins, his heart thudding a primitive drumbeat, and his dick was so hard he hurt. He pressed a hand to it.

How far was he going to take this?

With a muffled groan, Aidan wrapped his arms around Maddie again and pulled her closer, going in for a deeper, open-mouthed kiss that set the air around them on fire. She wound her arms around Aidan's neck and pressed into him.

"The bra," Zack rasped out. "Take off her bra."

Aidan's fingers fumbled at the clasp on her back, then the two sides parted. He nudged the straps off her shoulders and he and Maddie separated for him to tug the flimsy garment off her. It too landed on the rug.

Zack watched Aidan cup Maddie's breasts in his big hands as Maddie gave Zack a smoldering glance. She was completely aware of him there observing. And it turned her on. Zack's dick twitched hard.

Maddie let her eyes fall closed as Aidan caressed her, then closed his fingers over both nipples. Without direction, Aidan eased her back onto the padded arm of the couch, adjusting their positions so she lay across his lap, and he was able to bend his head to suck one nipple into his mouth.

"Yeah," Zack approved in a low, rough voice. "Hell yeah."

He too leaned back into the armrest at the other end of the couch. Maddie bent one leg at the knee, stretched the other one out straight and her foot grazed his thigh. He couldn't stop himself from reaching out to curl his fingers around her foot. He lifted it onto his leg, circled her delicate ankle and brushed his fingers over soft skin and toes with nails painted fuchsia.

He sensed her reaction, looked up and met her half-closed eyes watching him fondle her foot. Then Aidan turned his head. His gaze also dropped to Zack's hand on Maddie's foot. He lifted his eyes to meet Zack's, dipped his chin and turned back to Maddie. He slid an arm behind her shoulders to bring her up to kiss him again.

Zack swallowed hard. Aidan had just given tacit approval for him to touch Maddie. While they were making out. And he was watching.

He knew how this could go. He didn't know how smart that would be. Tonight was for them, not him. Longing burned in Zack's chest but he ignored it.

"Okay," he said roughly, moments later. "Come here, Maddie."

She and Aidan blinked at him, both of them with glazed eyes and swollen lips. So fucking hot. "Why?" she whispered.

"Do you trust me?" He waited. If they didn't, this was done.

She took a moment to think about that. Fuck, he wouldn't blame her if she said no. She'd been hurt by how he'd acted and he still couldn't believe both she and Aidan still cared about him, about their friendship. And then she gave him the greatest gift she possibly could.

"Yes. I trust you."

Relief surged through his bloodstream. "Then come here." He reached out a hand to pull her up to sitting, her butt going to the couch cushion beside Aidan's legs. Zack moved closer, reaching for her. His hands craved the feel of her skin but he kept his touch to her waist, lifting her and positioning her on his lap, her back to his front. He widened his thighs so she nestled between them, and slid them both down into the couch in a sprawl. "Aidan's going to lick your pussy now," he murmured in her ear, but loud enough for Aidan to hear.

"Oh."

He kept his fingers at her waist and looked up at the other man. "Take the rest of her clothes off and eat her."

"Fuck." Aidan quickly complied, going to his knees on the rug in front of them. "Can't believe we're doing this." He easily pulled off her shorts and panties and now Maddie was naked. Lying naked up against him, her head on his shoulder, she made a soft sound in her throat. Zack's fingers twitched on her waist, her skin soft and warm.

Aidan didn't need directions to part her thighs, his gaze focused with rapt attention on her pussy. Zack wished he could see what Aidan saw, but on the other hand his view was pretty damn fine-Maddie's breasts tipped with hard, tawny nipples, her smooth stomach and the puff of dark hair where her thighs parted. And Aidan, kneeling before them, studying her.

"Take off your shirt," Zack directed.

Aidan lifted his eyes. Heat built as they eyed each other. Zack sensed Aidan's resistance. But once again, he complied, reaching behind his neck to tug the shirt off.

Zack had seen Aidan's body too, at the beach, every ripped, tanned inch of his torso, and it was just as impressive now. His mouth went dry and desire slammed into him. Fuck, he was doing this for them and torturing himself.

Maddie reached out to touch Aidan's ridged abs with her fingertips, trailing them down to the low waist band of his shorts, drawing Zack's attention to the huge erection behind the soft fabric. He gulped.

Stopping now was not an option. Whether he was going to watch everything was still up in the air, but Aidan was hugely aroused and Zack knew Maddie was too. Her skin wore an enticing flush, her nipples had puckered into tight peaks and the faint feminine scent of her arousal teased his senses, making his balls ache. So they had to finish.

Aidan leaned forward to kiss Maddie's lower belly, then nuzzle the curls, then rub his face against the crease of one thigh. "Maddie, sweetheart," he murmured. "So pretty."

Maddie squeaked and shifted against Zack.

Aidan's palms smoothed over her inner thighs, pressing outward, pushing them against Zack's own, then up. Zack released his grip on her waist to lift her legs so they were on the outside of his, spreading her even wider for Aidan. He let his hands rest on her knees, his thumbs rubbing the inside of them.

Lust pulsed in his balls as he watched Aidan lean in. The expression on his face made Zack's heart clench-so intense, so enraptured. His eyes drifted closed as he pressed kisses to Maddie's pussy. His hands slid beneath her ass, right on the edge of the couch, lifting her to his mouth. His obvious pleasure at doing this radiated through Zack in hot waves. Zack's own lips parted and his mouth watered at the thought of tasting Maddie's pussy.

God. God. What was he doing? His head whirled with the complex mix of emotions and arousal.

He focused again on the scene before him, sliding his hands up the outsides of Maddie's bare thighs to her hips, then wrapping around her in a tight hug as Aidan feasted on her. He licked and sucked, face pressing deeply then drawing back to circle his tongue around her clit. Her body trembled in Zack's arms, her chest rising and falling as her breathing quickened, then going still as she stopped breathing. The sexy noises falling from her lips inflamed Zack even more. She grabbed hold of his arms and held on tight, hips lifting to Aidan's mouth, and then she came. She shuddered and twisted, Aidan holding her in place as he sucked on her clit.

"Oh god!" Her head turned, face pressing into Zack's neck. "Oh my god. Oh yes."

Zack held her through her orgasm, pleasure roaring through him almost enough to make him come himself. Jesus. He was that close. That close to embarrassing himself. He sucked in a long breath and dug deep for control.

Aidan lifted his head, breathing hard, his lips shiny with Maddie's wetness. He gazed at Zack in a daze.

"Good?" Zack asked.

"Fuck yeah."

Zack tried to keep his face neutral, to not show how much he wanted to do the same. To not show how much he wanted to lean forward and lick Maddie's taste from Aidan's lips. His body pulsed in hard, weighty vibrations.

"Okay, Maddie baby?" Zack murmured. Her fingers still clamped around his forearms.

"Uh. Mmm."

He took that as a yes, the corners of his mouth twitching up.

Aidan sat back on his heels, hands still on Maddie's thighs. She sprawled there between them, limp and breathless. And beautiful.