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When our breathing returns to normal he says, “I want to wrap you up and keep you forever,” and I don’t object to the idea.

He pulls out, staring between my legs as I feel the warmth of his seed trickling down my thigh. “Seeing my cum drip out of you is so fucking hot,” he says. “Makes me want to take you again right away.”

He wipes up the mess on my thigh with his fingers and then slides them right back inside me, as though he wants to push his cum back where it belongs. There’s something so primal about the move that heat filters through my body.That’s exactly where it belongs. I wish I could keep it all inside me.He rubs my clit with his thumb and expertly works that precious spot inside me. It takes him less than a minute to have me climaxing again, clenching around his fingers and spilling more of his cum down his hand and onto his wrist. “Wow,” he breathes.

“Wow,” I repeat, breathless and exhausted. “You tore my underwear, and I’m going to be leaking your cum for the rest of the night.”

“Sounds good to me.”

I mock-scowl at him. “Maybe we could go home?”

He laughs. “Can’t do that, I’m afraid. You have to go show your face. Work the room.” He pulls tissues out of his pocket and hands some to me and we wipe ourselves clean. I watch as he tucks himself in and buttons up. He’s too fucking much, this man. His hair is bedroom-tousled and his cheeks flushed, and it looks so good on him. I can’t believe I’m this lucky.

“I’m going to burn all my remaining condoms,” he says, kissing me as I’m pulling my skirt back down. “I can’t go back after that.”

I wholeheartedly agree. I’m positively buoyant; this feels like the evening my entire life changes, and I’m so ready for it.

36

JACK

As soon as we re-enter the party, Elly gets dragged away by some new fans who can’t wait to talk to her and have pictures taken. She gives me a confused little glance then allows herself to be pulled away into the crowd. I watch her pert arse swaying in that little skirt, her full head of blond curls disappearing into the throng.

Nico appears at my side a moment later. “You like her, don’t you?”

“Yeah.” I sigh, sounding lovesick, even to my ears.

Nico smiles, but then his expression shifts to one of concern, and my stomach plunges.

“What?” I ask.

“Derek called me. Said he needs to talk to you and you haven’t been answering. Something to do with Elly’s social media. Can you call him?”

My gut contracts.Please say nothing is wrong. “Now?”

“Yeah, he said it was urgent.”

I pull my phone from my pocket and excuse myself, heading out of the main bar area so I can make the call where it’s less noisy.

“Derek,” I say when the call connects. “What’s going on?”

“It’s not good.”

“What? What isn’t? I thought the videos were going viral?”

“Yeah, they are. She’s getting loads of attention. A ton of it, but there’s something else. I wanted to call you before Elly sees. I don’t know where the fuck it’s coming from, but it’s going to hit hard. Gaining traction already.”

My heart races, and—fuck—my palms are sweating. I lean against the wall in the narrow corridor to steady myself. “What? Fucking tell me already. How bad is it?”

“There are photos of Elly out there. Circulating. They’re taking them down, because they’re basically porn, but they’re popping up again almost as quick. She’s being tagged in them. They’re everywhere.”

My blood runs cold. “Photos?”

“Yeah. I’ll send you the screenshots. People are making videos and montaging them. I’m blocking the users sharing the pics from her pages, but I can’t keep this back. It’s a fucking tidal wave of internet gossip. People love this shit. And they’re coming up alongside pictures of Amy Moritz, and she has ninety million followers. It's carnage. I’m sending it now.”

My mind scrambles. Surely it’s notthephotos? My photos?Could I have accidentally sent them? Pressed some button and shared them?I have to check. Have to know what I’m dealing with here.Maybe I’m panicking for no reason.

Maybe Elly posed for other men. Maybe it’s not my photos. My stomach lurches. Would that be better, or worse?

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