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“We have to do it,” Grayson says. “We need to set something up.”

“Are you sure?” Declan asks. “This isn’t taking it too far?”

“No. She wants us to do it. She said so herself, so does this letter. If it was too far, she wouldn’t have given us permission.”

“I don’t know.” Declan rubs the back of his head, looking unsure.

“I’m down to do it. Does anyone else want to join me?” I ask, getting to my feet. “She’s been through a lot, mostly because of us, and if this is something she wants, I say we give it to her. Make her feel good. To feel safe, wanted, and loved while giving her one of her fantasies.”

“I’m in,” Grayson says with no hesitation. “What about you, Dec? She wants this. She won’t be upset. If anything, it would be some of the hottest sex of both of your lives.”

“Fine,” Declan sighs. “But we play it safe.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Grayson waves him off. “What about you, P-man? Are you down to have a little fun with our girl?”

Preston rolls his eyes. “I’ll set something up.”

Finally, some good excitement in our lives. I can’t fucking wait.

Chapter 10

Preston

We should be heading to our next class, but that idea sounds utterly boring.

Instead, as Declan and I walk down the hall, I wait until we’re passing a supply closet and grab his hand, yanking him inside, shutting and locking the door behind us.

“What the hell?” I swallow his protest, my lips crashing against his. He moans, and the sound goes right to my cock.

How the fuck have I been so stupid and blind?

I’ve had one of the best men I’ve ever known by my side for years now, and I’ve been too caught up in my own bullshit to see what he really was to me.

He’s been the only person in my life until Sadie that I’ve been comfortable enough to be even the slightest bit vulnerable with. He’s not just a best friend, he’s my person. At least one of them.

Since pulling my head out of my ass and allowing myself to see the reality of my feelings, I’ve been on this high.

Is this what happiness is? Because it sure as fuck isn’t something I’ve experienced before. It’s both terrifying and thrilling at the same time.

“Mhhmm,” I hum, pulling his lower lip between my teeth, biting down hard and making him whimper. “You taste so fucking good.”

“Preston,” he breathes my name, his hips rocking forward, his thick cock grinding against mine. It’s mostly dark in here, the only light coming from the small window near the ceiling on the other side of the room.

It’s enough for me to see the desire in his eyes. Fuck, I love how needy he gets for me.

“I want you so fucking bad.” I kiss him again, harder this time, our tongues dancing together.

“I’m yours. Take me.” He whimpers when we come up for air, fisting my shirt. “Please, Preston.”

“I’ve been dying to get my hands on you all fucking day.” My chest heaves, my eyes wild with need. The power he and Sadie have over me is shocking. And as much as the side of me that wants to protect myself from getting hurt is telling me to run, to shut down before it’s too late, I won’t. I can’t. Because if I do, I'll lose them. And I’d rather die than not have them in my life.

“Then do something about it,” he huffs impatiently.

Raising a brow, I take a step back. “Getting bratty with me now, are we?”

“No,” he rushes out, his eyes widening as he quickly reaches for me. “No, wait.”

“You want me so badly, Declan?” I raise my hand, brushing my fingers along his jaw.

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