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I didn’t mean a word.

Ella was sleeping in my bed tonight, and there wasn’t anything he could do to stop me.

Chapter Twenty-Two

ELLA

Buzzed on beer and the energy of the crowd, I swayed my hips to the rap beat, grinding my ass into Aiden’s erection. His fingers dug into my right hip while Sonny marked the other side. Sandwiched between two gorgeous men, my heart raced. Every inch of my skin pebbled with tiny bumps of arousal.

We’d been joined like this for the past hour, dry-humping each other, our skin slick with sweat. On occasion, we got strange looks. One girl was dumb enough to say something, and Sonny kicked her off his yacht. Not everyone at school was okay with Sonny and Aiden’s bisexuality… or me.

Aiden bent down and flicked his tongue over my earlobe. “Wanna take this party somewhere more private?”

“Yes,” I moaned, desperate to explore with them. “Please.”

Sonny slipped his fingers between mine and pulled me through the crowd in the saloon. People were spread out all over the boat. It was so big you could easily get lost if you didn’t know where to go.

We ran into a group of girls dashing down the hallway, beer bottles in hand. They were still dressed in their cheerleading uniforms, the skirts too short and riding up their asses. From the looks of it, they were doing a cheer routine.

They almost fell into us, and Sonny shouted, “Calm the fuck down before I toss you three overboard.”

The girls stopped to look at him.

A blonde pushed out her big breasts as an offering to Sonny and licked her lips. “Oh, hey. Sorry, Son. My bad. We were just…”

“You were just mellowing out, Kyra,” he replied. “This is my second home, not your cheerleading practice. Do that shit somewhere else.”

She attempted to apologize, opening her mouth to speak, but he spun on his heels and walked in the opposite direction. Aiden and I followed, speeding up to match his pace.

“Did you hook up with her?” I asked out of curiosity.

“Nope.” Sonny snickered. “But I got a blowjob from her boyfriend. She has no idea Scott is gay.”

I was somewhat nervous about tonight. They had so much experience with sex, and I had… none.

“Have you been with a lot of guys?”

Sonny ascended the stairs toward the upper decks, intertwining his fingers with mine. Since the staircase was large enough to fit all of us, Aiden took my other hand. We walked up another flight, where there was almost no noise.

“Define a lot,” Sonny said.

“More than ten.”

“Way more than ten.” He removed a key ring from his pocket and flipped through the keys until he found the correct one. “But I never had sex with any of them if that’s what you really want to know.”

I glanced at Aiden. “How about you?”

He rolled his broad shoulders an inch. “I don’t know. Seven or eight guys. I didn’t keep track. My parents were so strict I fooled around with anyone and whenever I could.”

“What about girls?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. Like nine or so. Not sure.”

“Have you ever had sex?”

“With girls, yeah.” His eyes dropped to my mouth. “But men, no.”

I looked at Sonny and laughed. “I don’t need to ask you. Everyone at Astor Prep knows you lost your virginity to Whitney Baker.”

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