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“Hello, princess. Are you ready for this?”

She glances back at him and her eyes widen. Cash is shorter than Reid and I but he’s built like a fucking Mac truck and he’s not afraid to use that to his advantage.

“For what?” Her breathless voice makes me smile. Especially when Reid steps forward and his hand caresses her chin before he tugs her head around to him.

“For the most pleasure you’ve ever had in your life,” he snarls.

Her breath stops and then she pants. She fucking pants. And that’s when I know that we’ve got her.

She nods her head but Reid only grunts. “We need your voice, princess. Don’t just nod that beautiful head. Tell us what you want.”

She gulps and then she stares in his eyes before her eyes dart around to us circling around her tiny body. “I want you guys to fuck me until I can’t even think. I just need that more than anything in the world right now.”

I step forward and touch her gently, grasping her hand and leading her to the room that we picked.

Room 118. The room where we finally get what we all want.

CHAPTER 4

Cash

Max and Reid close the door while I take her hand and lead her inside our room. We don’t come to Club Sin to play even though we’re members.

We have gone to the stages and rooms to watch the ones that like to show off what they’re doing. They like people to watch.

Hey, if that’s your kink. I don’t care. I’ll even watch. But I will never let anybody but Max and Reid see our woman in the throes of pleasure, screaming for what only we can give her. That’s for us. Nobody else but us.

Yeah, I’m a jealous motherfucker. I’m also the one that’s the most damaged. My mother died when I was ten but before that I suffered at her hands every damn day. I was finally released from my torture when she died from a drug overdose and they managed to track down my father and he brought me home.

And the next week when I finally managed to make it out of my new house and to school, I met my best buddies. The only people I trust with every bit of my history and my future.

I would kill for them and they know it. I would do any damn thing they asked of me, even if it was illegal but they don’t do anything like that. They’re both very strong, moral men.

But that doesn’t mean we’ve never been tempted. We just believe that whatever we do needs to be aboveboard because we want a future.

A future with Court.

I step up to her and slip the low neckline of her dress down while my friends get undressed and watch.

“Give her a little taste of what’s in store for her tonight,” Reid says and I nod my head eagerly. I’ve been waiting for this forever. Waiting to taste her, sink into her silken heat and fuck her so hard that she can’t think.

So that I can’t think either. I want to lose myself in her curves and release all my bad juju in her body, letting it fall away with her sweetness.

I slide that sleeve lower and the strap of her black lace bra comes into view. My breath speeds up and I turn her around. “Pull your hair up, princess.”

She complies and I groan when the smooth, golden skin of her back is in front of me. “So damn perfect.”

“I’m not perfect,” she gasps when my lips follow her zipper down her spine, kissing each inch, tasting it on my tongue as I pull it lower and lower.

“You are,” Max growls. “What did I tell you about saying shit like that?”

She shivers and he grunts. “That’s right. Get the hell out of your head and give in, princess. We’ve got you. We’ve always got you.”

I pull her dress down over her ass and groan loudly when the smooth cheeks of her ass are exposed, the black lace thong cutting in between the perfect round globes, cradling them like a lover.

My hand comes up and kneads her smooth skin. “You’ve got the most beautiful ass I’ve ever seen. Some day I’m gonna be buried balls deep in that ass,” I grunt.

Then before she can register what I said, because there’s no way in hell this is one night. Not gonna happen.

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