Page 110 of Magic or Madness

My ears are buzzing, and my body is begging for his touch, roughness, and most of all, his words.

God, I need him to talk me through it tonight like never before. I’m an electric current, ready to burst with the slightest bump or breeze, so worked up that I’m barely hanging on.

He senses something within me, and his smile could be seen a million miles away, his lips turned upward in the most devious expression I’ve ever seen from him.

I hold my hand out for him to take, and he doesn’t hesitate, leading me toward the fulfillment of the ultimate fantasy, in a club that encourages nothing less.

OZZY

The bartender is tryingto make small talk, almost attempting to flirt in her tiny lingerie set, but my mind is far away, thinking about my girl.

That outfit, the fact that it’s her day, and everything in between those beautiful, show-stopping legs of hers.

All I want is to get back to her, but now that I think of it, she was supposed to meet me here. The panic begins to rise in my throat, but I see Oliver rounding the corner, a shit-eating grin on his face.

“You need to see this fucking shit, Oz. Jesus Christherselfis blessing us,” he says, and my mind races, wondering what he could be going on about.

I follow him down the same hallway I took to get here, and my mouth nearly drops when I see what he’s so worked up about.

Through the glass, I see Cami and Fallon making out, their hands roaming each other’s bodies carefully, yet sensually.

Finally, my Bambi has acted on what she’s tried to make sense of for a while now, and I couldn’t be more proud of her for exploring her sexuality on her own terms.

I’ll admit, it’s pretty fucking sexy watching her with another girl, and she looks absolutely radiant as she attempts to take control.

“Dude, I’m trying not to watch Fallon because she’s like my sister, so I’m pretending she’s someone else,” Oliver laughs, and I can’t help the smile that grows on my face.

“If it were anyone else, I’d fucking kill them. This stays between the four of us, understand?” I assert, and he nods, turning his attention back to the girls.

Cami points at us, finally realizing that we’ve been watching, and it only seems to add to their curiosity.

My eyes widen as Cami strips Fallon’s shirt off, followed by her bra, revealing her bare chest.

Oliver gasps beside me, and I forgot he was watching too, distracted by the sudden loss of Fallon’s clothes.

“Absolutely not,” I say, covering Oliver’s eyes with my hand.

“Oh, come on, Oz. This is getting good!” He groans, but I don’t budge.

“Not a fucking chance, Oliver,” I tell him, keeping my hand in place until her chest is covered again.

Once Cami climbs back on top of Fallon, I let Oliver go, and we watch until they break apart, signaling that they’re done.

“Fuck. I love this place,” Oliver breathes, slithering into the room once Cami opens the door.

Fallon is visibly on edge, worried about what I’m going to think, or how I’ll react, but I need her to understand that nothing she couldeverdo would affect me, or my love for her.

“Bambi, come here,” I say, my voice low and commanding.

She leans into me, and I feel like I could burst into flames. I haven’t felt this heightened sense of need for her since the moment my eyes landed on her in the diner, and I’m complete now that I’m holding her in my arms.

“Don’t hate me, baby,” she whispers, pulling me closer, her body shaking beneath mine.

As if that could ever happen.

I intend to show her just how much she means to me in the room I booked us next door. I dip my hand into her panties, feeling just how much she enjoyed her time with Cami, and I can barely resist her.

“She got you warmed up for me,” I groan in her ear, and I can practically feel her body go weak, representing just how connected we are.

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