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I laughed.
But no one else did.
I turned to Otto. He was looking at me like he always did. Like he wanted to devour every inch of me. But he didn’t say a word. He didn’t tell me he’d hate it if I kissed his friend. He didn’t tell me he wanted to date me. He didn’t say anything at all.
I turned to Ace. He was staring at me like he wanted that kiss. Like he wantedme.
I was waiting for one of them to laugh. Or say just kidding or something. But they didn’t. So I laughed instead. It came out weird and squeaky.
Ace smiled at me. “What do you say, Zoey? Should we give it a try?”
Otto put his hand on my thigh, pining me in place. But he still didn’t say a word.
My heart hammered in my chest as Ace leaned toward me. He put his hand on the side of my face.
Still no one said “just kidding.”
And there was something about Otto’s hand being on my thigh and Ace’s hand being on my cheek. I wasn’t even sure what my plan was anymore. I just knew I wanted Otto’s hand to inch higher like it had last night. And I wanted to know what Ace’s lips tasted like.
Otto’s hand moved a little higher.
I remembered what his fingers felt like deep inside of me last night. My lips parted as I held back a moan.
Ace took that as a yes from me. He closed the distance between us, pressing his lips against mine.
Chapter 11
Thursday
Zoey
I expected Otto to shove Ace off. To lay some kind of claim over me. What I didn’t expect was for Otto to move his hand even higher.
But I knew exactly how I’d react.
Because ten years ago I filmed a sex tape with a few guys. It changed my life forever. Not just because it had made me find a career that made me millions. It changed my life because I liked being with more than one guy at once. I really freaking liked it.
And that had been the first and only time I’d done it.
I think there was a small piece of me that still felt ashamed about what had happened. Ashamed the tape got leaked. Ashamed that there was this video showcasing my secret desire. Because I definitely hadn’t been hiding how much I’d enjoyed every second of it. Nothing and no one compared to that night. I’d tried to lock up the whole event in a tiny little box in the corner of my head and not think about it.
But last night, after Otto touched me under the dining room table in front of Callum and Emma, it was like the box had opened. I’d been so turned on. I went into my session with King, knowing Grudge was probably watching me touch myself too. I’d pictured Otto, King,and Grudge there with me. But my fingers weren’t enough. I was practically ready to combust.
It felt like I’d been waiting a lifetime to recreate that night ten years ago. Like I just needed one more taste of what it felt like to be that desired.
So when Ace’s lips pressed against mine?
And Otto’s hand moved higher?
I spread my legs farther apart. And I buried my fingers in Ace’s hair.
“Fuck,” Otto groaned.
No one was filming me this time. And honestly? I didn’t even care if they were. I just needed this. I needed them.
Otto slid his hand the rest of the way up my thigh, bunching up the skirt of my dress. He ran his thumb along the front of my thong. “You’re fucking soaked, Zoey.”
I moaned into Ace’s mouth as I reached out for Otto’s hand. I needed him inside of me. Right this second.
