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I look longingly at it, not even trying to hide my growing desperation. “I hear you might be up to sharing something,” I hedge, my cheeks flushing brightly as the vibrator continues to hum away inside of me.

The second guy rubs his nose, and he must have already had some. “Sure. We could share. It’s fifty bucks for one bump.”

Of course I couldn’t get lucky and find someone who just likes being around other people who are high to party with. My luck ran out years ago.

“For just one?” I ask. Granted, it’s been months since I’ve made my own deals for drugs, but that sounds terribly high. “I’m sure we can do better…” I offer him my best sultry smile.

Mike bursts out laughing, nudging his companion. “What’d I tell you, Parker? You thought this gala would be a bust.”

“Dude, it’s like… sick and dying children? I thought everybody here would be uptight and serious!” Parker leers at me though. “You think your cunt is worth fifty bucks, girl?”

My cunt. Of course. “My cunt is worth more than fifty,” I inform him as haughtily as I can manage, trying to hide the fact that I’m just… desperate. “I’ll blow both of you. And swallow.” Mostly because I don’t want to get the dress dirty.

The two start laughing again, and I flush with humiliation, but it doesn’t matter. Release will be here soon. Once the first bump is in my system, I won’t even care.

“Sounds good. I’ll let Mike go first, since he’s the supplier.” Parker dunks his pinky into the line of powder and takes it up to his nose, snorting it expertly. He only wrinkles his nose a little when he’s done, then he smiles widely. “Fuck, that’s good stuff.”

The vibrations inside me suddenly get stronger. “Let me have some first,” I say as confidently as I can.

Mike and Parker exchange another look, but Mike shrugs. “Sure. But I get to fuck your throat hard, then.”

Relief floods me. I can do this.

But the increased vibrations are driving me crazy, and I can’t help but squirm.

Parker laughs. “Looks like she’s getting all hot and bothered at the thought, man. Maybe we really should fuck her and just give her a little more.”

“No!” I say quickly. “I don’t have that much time.” Hunter is going to realize I’m gone very soon; if the vibration is any indication, he already has. “Let’s just make this quick. Drugs first, then I’ll let you fuck my throat as hard as you want.”

Mike points toward the small amount of powder still on the bathroom counter. I’m sure he has more, cleaner stuff somewhere, but I don’t care. I dip my finger into it and scoop up as much as I can, bringing it up to my nose and inhaling sharply.

It burns going in. This was never my drug of choice, but that doesn’t matter.

Relief and pleasure race through my body almost immediately, and I let out a soft, keening sound. I hadn’t forgotten what a high felt like, of course, but it still feels like I’m new to this. I want more, though. I deserve more if I’m going to blow both of them and try to figure out how to get downstairs before Hunter finds me.

“I get more,” I insist, wiping my nose. “If I’m blowing both of you…”

“Give us a taste, first,” Mike says, going for his belt buckle. “Open wide, honey, so we can be sure you’re worth all this blow.”

I try to glare at him, but I can’t really bring myself to do it. Between the drugs and the vibrator buzzing away inside of me, I’m quickly suffused with so much pleasure that it’s hard to be unpleasant. “How do I know you won’t go back on your word?” I ask, trying to sound a lot bolder than I feel. “C’mon. Just a little more, then I’ll suck you off. I’m good at it. I’ve had lots of practice.”

Dylan had made sure I’d had plenty of practice begging for cock, too, and even before Ntimacy, I’d been good at it.

But Mike shakes his head. “No way. Open up. If I like your mouth, I’ll let you snort some off my finger while you’re blowing me.”

Good enough.

“Yeah, okay,” I say, and I drop to my knees in front of him, heedless of the cold tile of the bathroom floor on my bare knees. It’s at least clean, a testament to the luxurious environment, but I can’t say I’d have hesitated even if it hadn’t been. I help him with his zipper with deft fingers, then take all of him down on one go with minimal hesitation. I feel like I could do even better than this right now, for all that I’m not sure teeth wouldn’t be involved if I got too distracted.

It’s all so familiar. The hard tile underneath my knees, the scent of cock, the taste of it—and that lovely buzz filling my veins. The vibrator is new, but who the fuck cares anymore?

Just as long as I can get rid of all these awful fucking thoughts.

CHAPTER 14

Hunter

“Have you seen Stefanie?” I ask Bethany while my mother drones on about the importance of fundraising and reforming the healthcare system or whatever.

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