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“How did you know I want to come here?” she asked, teary-eyed as she looked at him.

“I saw how you were looking at it that day in my office. I made reservations as soon as they started accepting them,” he said, and she couldn’t resist the urge to reach over and kiss him.

“I love this, Damon! Thanks, I appreciate it.”

He smiled. “I want you to feel appreciated. I’ll get the door for you.”

Taeja nodded and watched with a smile as he jogged around the car, thenopened her door. They went inside and were led to the restaurant. It was beautiful and elegant. Dinner was delectable, and they enjoyed it over chat.

Looking down at her glass of water, Taeja sighed. “My birthday needs to hurry and come so I can drink publicly with you guys.”

Damon snickered. “Do you wish you were at the other restaurant so they could sneak you a drink?”

Taeja nodded. “Yes.”

“Let’s go then,” Damon said, calling over their server to pay for their meal.

Afterward, he drove them to Andrew’s friend’s restaurant, and they got the same table as last time. They chatted and laughed over two bottles of wine; it was a miracle they weren’t too drunk to drive home.

Especially because the alcohol went straight to their hormones.

They stumbled into the house, tripping over each other as they fought to take each other’s clothes off.

Taeja broke the kiss to pant, “Upstairs is too far.”

“Who said anything about upstairs?” Damon bent her over the couch.

She giggled. “New couch?”

“New couch,” he answered as he slid inside her.

“Mm, faster, daddy,” she moaned, meeting Damon’s long strokes. The piercing rubbed against her walls at such a fast pace that she was sure she’d come soon.

“Ride me,” Damon said, pulling out and laying on the floor.

Taeja stumbled over her feet, wishing she’d taken her heels off, but she couldn’t bother with doing it now. Straddling him, she rubbed her pussy along his length.

“Baby,” Damon groaned.

Giggling, she stopped rubbing herself on him and turned around. Gripping his dick, she found her entrance and eased the tip inside her. “Oh.”

He rubbed her ass as she gripped his ankles and rode him. “You look so good from the back, baby. You’re going to make me come quick.”

“You’re gonna makemecome quick,” Taeja countered, rolling her hips and enjoying how his piercing grazed her.

Something tapped against the floor. Taeja was in such a sex-induced haze that she brushed it off.

Until she saw Zain step into her field of vision.

“Zain—” She gasped, tightening her grip around Damon’s ankles when his dick hit her cervix.

“Don’t mind me.” Zain smirked as he took a seat. “Continue. Fuck him.”

Damon’s hands gripped her waist, thrusting into her from beneath.

“Za… D-Damon!” she exclaimed, throwing her head back as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. This orgasm took her by surprise, but she’d be damned if she didn’t say she loved it.

How her legs shook.

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