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What do they want from me? I’m already feeling too much pressure from everyone else in my life and that’s the reason I left New York and ran to Mason and Leah’s. Isn’t it enough to offer them sex, however they want it, whenever they want it, just so I can get out of my head for a while?

Needy motherfuckers.

And yet, when I see the anxiousness in Landon’s gaze, and the trepidation in Kerrington’s, I’m suddenly reminded that they’re not toys at all. They’re humans with genuine feelings and I think running from their hotel last time hurt them.

I never want to cause them pain.

Mason and I have been frenemies since childhood, but Landon and Kerrington are my friends. I always look forward to seeing them again, even when I pretend I can’t stand to be around them.

It’s a coping mechanism. One I’ve tried togrow out of but can’t.

Being a tough, callous bitch is the reason I’m so good at my job. And being so good at my job is the reason I’m falling apart. I can’t keep going like this.

That night of the gala was a turning point for me. I got a taste of a different life. A different Nicole. And I want her back.

“It’s not a coincidence that I showed up at Mason’s,” I admit. “Grace told me you were going to be there visiting this week so I…” Jesus, I can’t even finish my sentence. Why did I just blurt that out? I’m an idiot. I’m suddenly way too hot and I don’t feel good. “I need air. It’s stifling in here.” I turn my frustration to the vents and smack them all closed.

Grace is the only one who knows that I’ve fallen for two men.Thesetwo men. When she found out they were coming to Mason’s, she didn’t hesitate to call and tell me, urging me to come here and figure my shit out.

“Jesus fucking Christ.” Landon climbs out of the car, storms over to my side, and rips the door open.

“What are you doing?” I ask as he unbuckles my seatbelt and practically hauls me out of the car.

“What I want.” Landon crushes his mouth to mine and for a moment, I’m free-falling. It’s fucking spectacular.

Landon has this phenomenal magnetism tohim. He’s warm sunshine and joy. He’s a day at the beach after a decade of living in a cold cave. He kisses with so much passion and hunger that I can’t help but be swept away by it.

When he deepens our kiss, I’m pressed against the back door and my outfit is showing too much leg and ass. The idea of Kerrington watching us from the backseat makes me giddy.

I guide Landon’s hand between my legs, giving him permission to do more than just kiss me. This feels naughty and exciting and completely out of my realm of acceptable ways to behave.

I love it.

“Bad girl,” he growls with a smile. “You’re gonna have Kerrington feeling all left out.”

“He’ll get his turn, eventually.” My breaths punch out of me because I’m too riled up and excited. We’re in broad daylight, in a public parking lot, and—

“Oh god,” I moan when he shoves a finger inside my pussy.

Landon kisses and nips my neck while he fingers me. I hook one leg around his waist and cling to his shoulders for balance. It’s cold out, and white puffs of air form from my breath, but I’m burning up.

“Our Duchess is so fucking wet.”

Well, that’s what happens when you’re basically being ravaged by the human version of Apollo. The fact that there’s an entire worldaround us, and we could get caught, amplifies this moment and makes me wetter.

“Goddamn, listen to your cunt.” Landon moves his finger faster inside me. “You enjoy being watched, don’t you?”

“Yes, I… guess… I do.” Fucking Hell, I’m close to exploding. “I like that… Kerr is… fuuuuuck, Landon you feel so good.”

He bites down on my neck and pumps his finger faster, harder, hooking it to hit something inside me that makes my toes curl. I come around his hand, my nails digging into his shoulders while I ride the wave. It’s pure, head spinning ecstasy.

“That’s our good girl.” Landon kisses me softly and pulls back to give me breathing space. I tug my outfit back down and stumble forward a little, giggling. That was a lot of fun.

Kerrington finally opens the car door and unfolds from the backseat. He looks all worked up but keeps his cool. Landon smirks at him. “Want a taste?”

Without saying a word, Kerrington snatches Landon’s wrist and sucks his finger with my orgasm all over it.

I’d give my left tit to see them kiss right now.

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