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"Oh baby, I'll never stop. And then I'll pull you down and I'll center you right over my cock, and I'll bounce you and thrust into you hard and fast, just like you like it. And your breasts will bounce against my chest and then against my face, and then…"

"Oh yes," she screams. "Yes, yes."

"Fuck, yes. Say my name, Lila. Say my name."

"Please, Max. Oh, please. Fuck me hard. Fuck me good."

"Anytime you want it, baby." And then I feel myself coming hard and fast. "Fuck, yes. Fuck." I groan as I lean back and spurt all over my sheet. "Wow," I say a couple of seconds later. "Let me see your face." She points the camera at her face. Her lips are parted and her face is flushed red.

"That was so hot," she says. "I didn't realize it could be that hot."

"Neither did I. Are you sure I can't take you out tomorrow? Are you sure I can't fuck you just like we talked about?"

"I wish, Max, but I can't."

"Fine," I say. "But I'll see you on Monday."

"Yeah? You'll be back in the office?"

"Yes. I'll be back. I'll be looking forward to seeing you."

"I'll be looking forward to seeing you as well," she says.

"Goodnight, darling."

"Night, Max."

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Lila

I hurry into the party and follow behind Skye as she leads me into a small room. She gives me a quick hug.

"You look pretty."

"Thanks." I'm a little bit nervous as I look around the small room at all the different costumes. "How many different women are there going to be here today?"

"It's just the three of us. It's just a bachelor party for some guy that's marrying like a cousin of the Kennedys or something. I don't think it's going to be crazy."

"Oh, wow. Cool. So what exactly am I expected to do?"

I feel a little bit guilty about being here, especially as I haven't told Max. In actuality, I really had wanted to call Skye and tell her that I changed my mind, but I knew she was depending on me and I didn't want to let her down.

"So you'll be in the cake and then you'll pop out and be like, 'Surprise, happy bachelor party!' and then we'll all do a couple of little dances around and then we see where it goes from there. You'll be fine." She picks up a bikini top that has two half coconuts. "You're going to put this on."

"A coconut bra?" I stare at her in shock. "You're kidding, right?"

"I'm sorry, but this is the costume. I'm thinking the guy had something for Hawaiian girls or Tahitian girls or something."

"But I don't look Hawaiian or Tahitian."

"But you'll look close enough with the coconut bra," she says hopefully, and I just laugh.

"And please tell me I'm not wearing a thong."

"Well, you are wearing a thong, but…" She holds up a grass skirt. "This will be covering it, so it’s not like you’re just shaking your butt cheeks for the world to see."

"Why does this feel so wrong?" I ask as I stare at the attire I’m expected to wear.

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