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But that just reminds me that I’m also going to miss Elise.

I immediately tamp that thought down and enter her bedroom.

CHAPTER 27

Elise

I love this.

The thought pops into my head unbidden and once there, I can’t shake it. Obviously, I love having sex with three guys at once.

But it’s these three guys.

That’s what makes it so sexy and fun at the same time.

Aidan effortlessly tosses me down on my bed and stalks up between my legs to give me a hard kiss.

God, it’s so sexy that he can carry me without breaking a sweat. I've never been a girl who needs to feel small—let’s face it, I’m not small and I never will be. I like my body and my curves. I feel intensely feminine all the time.

But hell, it’s still hot to be carried.

“You don’t need this,” Aidan says, stripping off my hoodie and tossing it to Simon, who catches it readily.

The two of them share a smile.

I know they’ve gone out together a number of times, but I’m definitely sensing heightened sexual tension between the two of them, which I’m enjoying.

Do I like it all being about me?

Well, obviously.

But I find it sexy as hell that they are into each other as well.

Simon gives an appreciative stare in my direction.

“Stunning,” he tells me. “I do love it when you pout though.”

That makes me laugh. “I do not pout.”

“Love.” He strips his shirt off and bends over to kiss me. “You pout like the best of them.”

Then he turns his head and kisses Aidan, too. They swirl their tongues together inches from me, and I feel Aidan’s cock jump against my thigh. I’m prepared to lay back, hands above my head and take in the view for a while, but the mattress sinks when Blake lays down next to me. I roll slightly toward him.

“Hi,” I murmur.

“Hi.” He pulls me onto his chest.

“No fair, Wilder,” Aidan complains. “I was going to eat our girl’s pussy.”

“Too late. You let Armstrong distract you.”

“It doesn’t work like that.” Aidan pops the button on Simon’s pants with one hand and cups my breast with the other, teasing at my nipple. “Ladies' choice when we’re together, remember?”

I shift my gaze from Aidan to Blake to Simon.

Is there some kind of power struggle going on here?

Then I realize that Blake is just being impatient. He’s already nudging at my slit, which is a distracting and delicious sensation. My hips start to rock against him before I even make a conscious choice.

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