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“What the hell is that?” I ask.

“You know when a dick is so big you say nope. It’s on your reserve list for Christmas and special occasions.”

I shake my head. “I can’t with you.” I sigh and close my eyes wanting it all to go away.

“What’s really bothering you, Zee? I’ve known you since we are kids. Something’s up.”

I give her a sad smile. “I can’t tell you yet. Please, don’t pressure me.”

Penny thins her lips. “Look, all I can say is, be careful. I’m here for you if you need anything.”

I reach for her hand on the table. “You’re the best sister friend ever.”

She squeezes my hand back. “Now about Tarek Fairisles. I have been stalking his pics. Don’t judge me. He looks like he has that big dick energy.”

“I haven’t met him, but maybe I can find a way to introduce you to him.” I wiggle my eyebrows at her.

“That’s why you’re my best friend.”

I burst out laughing. This is what I needed. “Oh Penny, tell me what this Womanizer is.”

She stops eating and pushes her food away.

“Get up. There’s a sex shop about three miles away. Let’s go.” She’s already out of the booth.

“No, I want to finish my burger.” I’m not going to a sex shop.

“Yes, your vagina will thank me. Move it.”

I laugh and leave some money. “Fine, why not?”

ZEETA

Ipark the car in the garage. I’m so happy I had dinner with Penny. Even though I ended up in a sex shop, buying a heated glow in the dark sex contraption.

It helped get my mind off things. I have to protect my ass from Mackey and Carson, I could just slap my brother again. I grab Rhet’s package off the seat, it was given to me by the guards.

I walk into the game room and cross the foyer into the kitchen. Sitting his package on the marble counter. I wonder if he’s still on his date. The clock on the wall says 10:21pm. He may still be out.

As I walk back towards the game room, the words float to me. “Oh, fuck, Rhet.” I stop in my tracks, and I look up at the stairs.

“Oh, God please, shit, Rhet.” Then I hear skin smacking hard against skin.

“Leave,” I whisper to myself. I look upstairs, the sound of furniture scrapping echoes through the foyer.

My heartbeat races, they aren’t upstairs they’re a few feet away from me.

I command my feet to move to the door so I can go home, but my brain and my legs seem disconnected, since I move toward the noises.

I stop in the middle of the entryway of the great room. I should hide, but all I can do is stand there, watching Rhet between a woman’s legs. He’s pounding to a rhythm I find to be fascinating. I love a soft loving, but Rhet has a hard and fast timing I find engrossing.

“Nobody has ever fucked me like you do.” Oh, I know she’s right.

Rhet has her body thrown over the arms of the gold sofa. Her eyes are shut tightly, her mouth hangs open with Rhet’s thumb in her mouth.

His hips smack into her, making her push forward but she holds herself up, by pushing on her arms.

“God, please you’re destroying my pussy. Please, Rhet.”

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