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Holy. Mary. Mother. Of. God.

I needed a moment, and she graciously gave it to me.

Finally, after that deafening pause, I asked, “So, you’re in a sort of ménage relationship with Deke and Liam?” Then I remembered the night that we’d gone to Club Pounce. “What about the guy you see over in Manotile? Nate?”

She had the grace to flush. “There is no guy,” she confessed. “Well, not a guy like that. Deke and Liam are the only boys that I’ve ever been with.” Then she damn near broke my heart when she asked in a voice full of shame and heartbreak, “Do you hate me? Do you think I’m disgusting?”

My shock notwithstanding, I wasn’t about to let my only friend believe such a thing. “Hell no, I don’t hate you or think you’re disgusting, Roselyn,” I rushed out. “I’ll admit that it’s not something I’m familiar with, but I don’t think you’re disgusting for it. Hell, I imagine a lot of girls would kill to be in your position. I mean, Deke and Liam are hot as hell.”

“It…” she sounded so shamefully embarrassed that her voice was breaking my heart. “It started during winter break during our junior year. It…Brandon was having a party, and I was in my bedroom, trying to mind my own business, then the door swung open, and Deke and Liam walked in.” She had my attention like free candy called to a toddler. “It started out all innocent enough…they claimed that they’d been looking for Brandon. They shut the door, made themselves comfortable on my bed, and then Liam pulled up the bottle of liquor he had in his hand. One shot led to many, and the next thing I knew, we were all naked in bed together and…”

All of my attention was focused on her story. “And…?”

“It was the most incredible thing that I had ever experienced in all my life. It was…was…they made it like…I wasn’t there to please two guys, two guys were there to please me, ya know.” No. No, I didn’t know. However, it sounded hot as hell. “They had worshipped me in a way that had trumped the horrible shame that I felt the next day.”

“What happened the next time that you saw them?” I asked, and I knew that my voice sounded raspy.

She swallowed before answering, “They came back over to the house that evening and flat out told me that I was going to be their girlfriend-which made no sense-and that the three of us were in this together. There were no rules about how we’d all be together though.”

“So…” I hated to bring this up, but I was curious. “I’ve seen them flirt with other girls before, Roselyn. Are you guys allowed to date other people?”

She gave me a small smile. “No. We’re…faithful-God,that sounds so ridiculous,” she groaned. “The flirting is their way to make sure that no one ever finds out about us. About me. Can you imagine how hellish my life would be if people here knew?”

She was right, of course. The jealousy would eat these people up, and she’d be in the same boat that I was in now. While I might be obsessed with Ramsey, I wasn’t blind. Deke and Liam were delicious in their own right.

“S…so, you don’t hate me?” she asked again. “Are you sure?” Roselyn gave me a wobbly smile, but I could see the sheen still coating her eyes.

I looped my arm around hers, then said, “Next girls’ night, I’ll tell you all about Ramsey’s eight inches if you tell me what it’s like to be worshipped at the same time by the likes of Deke and Liam.”

This time, her smile was genuine, and her face relaxed tenfold. “Deal,” she laughed, then we separated, heading towards our lockers.

When I turned the corner, I saw Ramsey leaning against his locker, waiting for me, and I was about to make his day. Even though threesomesweren’t for me, Liam and Deke were scorching hot, and imagining what it must feel like when Roselyn was with them…well, it had me wet.

I walked up to Ramsey, dropped everything that I’d been holding, then wrapped my arms around him, kissing him like we were invisible.

When we finally broke apart, I was panting, and Ramsey was hard as steel. “Not that I’m complaining-because I’m not-but what was that for?” he asked, still holding me in his arms.

“Roselyn just told me about her, Liam, and Deke,” I whispered, making sure that only he could hear me.

Ramsey’s eyebrow twitched. “And that got you all wet and horny?” he asked. “You want to try a threesome, Emerson? A foursome?”

I shook my head. “No. It’s nothing like that.”

“Then what?”

“I don’t know how to explain it,” I started. “You’re the only guy that I want touching me, kissing me, and anything else, but…but the images in my head of how sordid their behavior is…”

Ramsey smirked, then leaned into my ear. “Is your pussy wet, baby? Do you need me to take you somewhere and fuck you?”

I whimpered, “Please, Ramsey…”

“Say it, Emerson,” he teased. “Say the words.”

I wrapped my arms tighter around his neck, then brushed my body up against his. “Let’s skip lunch,” I suggested. “Let’s skip lunch and take me somewhere, Ramsey.”

Without another word, Ramsey took my hand, then led me into an empty classroom.

Chapter 27

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