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Corey flips him off. “At least I can cook some simple stuff without poisoning the entire house. You can’t even make a sandwich.”

I smile at their bickering. In reality, those two are inseparable. Arguing is just their way of being friends.

As Jagger and I climb the stairs to our rooms, a powerful feeling hits me square in the chest. I might have moved into the Gamma house because I had nowhere else to go, but in the couple of months I’ve lived here, this has become home.

And the Gamma brothers have become much more than the members of the fraternity my sorority is affiliated with; each of them has become a friend with very few exceptions.

CHAPTER 21

TOGETHER

BAY

“So, does this mean I’m totally forgiven for being a stupid asshole?” Jagger pants, pinning me against my bedroom door.

His hand is up the skirt of my Chanel suit and his lips are everywhere, raining kisses from my lips and all the way down to my neck.

This man has the power to turn me on in seconds, and the only answer I can manage is a breathy “Yes.”

He lifts his face from the crook of my neck, the corner of his lips quirking up at my answer. “Hmm, I know you’re telling the truth.”

I glare at him. Who gave him permission to stop kissing me? “How?” I challenge him.

Jagger’s smile widens as he moves my panties to the side, running two thick, slightly rough fingers up and down my slit. “You’re soaked for me, Nova.”

I bite my bottom lip, fighting to stifle a moan. “I could be wet and still mad at you.” I argue.

Hesitation flickers in Jagger’s golden gaze. “But you just said you’re not, right?”

I decide to stop toying with him and put him out of his misery. “Right. Now stop talking and put that mouth to a much better use.”

His smile turns devilish, his fingers pressing against my most sensitive spot for a few delicious seconds. “I like it when you’re bossy. Where would you like my mouth?”

Jagger’s tall, strong body is pressed against me, making it hard to move. I squirm, moving my hips to get his fingers where I want them. “I think you can guess.” I bite out.

He chuckles, his warm breath fanning my neck. “You can do better than that. You know you can ask me anything, right? There is nothing I wouldn’t do to make you feel good, Nova.”

He’s telling the truth. And judging by the way he jumped me the second we entered my room, I know he needs me as much as I need him.

“I want you to go down on me. I want you to lick me and suck me until I come.” Jagger was the first man who made me feel like I could ask for what I need. He showed me that it was ok to lose control. He cares about my pleasure as much as his own and he would never judge me for wanting to explore and try new things. “Then I want you to pour lube between my tits and fuck them. I want to be your sex doll tonight.”

Two fingers enter me as he grazes my bottom lip with his teeth. “Sweet Jesus,” Jagger cusses. “How can you be so fucking perfect?”

There’s a knock on my door.

“Shit,” Jagger mutters, flattening me against the door. “Be quiet. Hopefully, whoever it is will fuck off.”

Ryker’s voice reaches us from the hallway. “I heard that. We know you’re in there. Open the door.”

“Go away, we’re busy.” Jagger counters. “And you saidwe know. Who else is with you?”

I’d bet my last dollar I know the answer and I would win.

“Who else do you think it could be?” Cole snorts. “Open the door and stop hogging our girlfriend.”

“I guess we have to let them in,” I giggle, squirming on Jagger’s fingers that are still buried deep inside me.

“Let’s see what they want and send them on their way as quickly as we can, so we can get back to our plans for the night.” Jagger decides, helping me move away from the door. “What’s up, cock blockers?”

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