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Chapter 1

Six Months Ago

Nicole

“I can’t keep my hands off you,” Landon says, as if blown away by his own actions tonight.

I mean, none of us are acting appropriately, so I guess it is a bit of a shocker. Can you blame us? My life, future, and reputation have just been blown to smithereens in a very public way and these guys have been with me, through everything, since the beginning.

“You’re so fucking perfect, Nicole.” Landon kisses my neck, just above my collarbone.

He feels so good, the last of my fucks burns from the heat of his mouth on me.

Tonight, at a fundraising gala, amongst all my mutuals, celebrities, and paparazzi, I humiliated a powerful woman and got out of an arranged marriage with her son at the cost of not only my pride, but my prospects both in business and my social circle.

At least I walked out of there with my head held high and my chosen family by my side, thatincluded my best friend Grace, Gage, and these two rebellious suit Daddies.

Leaning back into Landon, giving him more access to my body, I sway to the music and let his touch take me further into the fantasy that everything’s going to be all right. That tonight wasn’t as bad as I fear, and I’ll wake up tomorrow better for it.

“Fuuuck, your tits are spectacular.” Landon boldly cups my breasts, his touch and the heat of the dancefloor with all these bodies grinding along with the bass that’sbump, bump, bumpingmakes me want to fuck.

Kerrington watches us from the bar, his eyes burning my body as much as Landon’s hands are. I crook my finger at him, beckoning him to join us and he obliges, with a look that seems half amused and half suspicious.

“Do you like him groping you like that?” he asks me.

My cheeks heat when I nod, admitting what I shouldn’t. Not only are we out in public being scandalous, but these two men are so off limits, it’s not even funny. I don’t care. All I’ve done tonight is make a mess of my life, so why stop when it feels so damn good?

Landon’s hands go into overdrive as he skates them up and down my ribs, along my waist, and down my thighs as if he can’t get enough of me. He sucks on my neck, and I stare at Kerrington while his boyfriend has his waywith me. The look on his face is a mix of caution and lust. Maybe he’s turned on by Landon, or maybe he’s turned on by me. Or maybe, if I’mextralucky, it’s both of us making his dick hard right now.

My heavy lids keep my eyes barely open while Kerrington continues watching us. Our gazes lock and he brings a glass up to his sexy mouth and sips his whiskey.

Landon groans against the shell of my ear. “I’m so fucking happy you’re not getting married anymore.”

His words are like ice water over my head, chilling my heated body to the point that I’m almost shaking again. Then the music in the club cuts off and all the lights turn on.

Talk about a rude awakening.

“Guess it’s get-the-fuck-out time.” Kerrington chuckles before draining the rest of his drink. The fiery look in his gaze is gone, and he turns around to set his glass on the bar top and pays our tab.

Caught between fuck or flight, I’m buzzing from being turned on, and flooded with the urge to run from my reality. The harsh lights make me feel like I’m under a spotlight, back on stage, with everyone around me having a front-row seat to my self-destruction. I close my eyes and exhale. I’m in a club, not the gala. These strangers don’t know who I am, nor do they give a shit about me. Anyone glancing at us is likely doing so because ofour attire. We three are the most over-dressed ones here. My gown cost over fifty grand, and I know damn well Landon and Kerrington’s suits were a pretty penny, too. Landon’s a fashion slut. Honestly, I think Kerrington has gotten the most attention tonight. It’s the whole dark and broody aura he gives off. Can’t say I blame anyone for trying to get his number.

“Come back with us,” Landon urges against my ear. He’s still dancing like there’s music playing. I go along with it because maybe if I pretend hard enough, the night won’t be over so fast.

“Why would I do that?” I ask, coyly.

“You know why,” Kerrington answers for him, suddenly back with us.

“God, I want to fuck you,” Landon adds, without a care in the world. “Both of you at the same time.”

My heart beats harder in my chest. I don’t think Landon’s ever had to filter his mouth, thoughts, or his behavior.Must be nice. Kerrington, however, is more guarded and unamused all the time, like me. They bring each other balance, which is wildly attractive. They don’t need me in their already perfect dynamic. But…

“How bad do you want to fuck us?” I ask Landon while I stare at Kerrington.

“This bad.” He grabs my hand and shoves it against his hard cock trapped in his pants. He’s abig boy. Averybig boy. My mouth waters just thinking about what he would feel like inside me.

I can’t even remember the last time I had sex.

“What if Kerrington doesn’t want to share?” I tease.

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