Page 19 of Stepbrothers

“Will I fuck you later?” He laughed, too. “Yeah, okay.”

“Well, there is that. But about Parker and Hugh. They don’t have girlfriends?”

“Not that I know of.”

“What, like…ever?”

“Yeah, there’s been a few, I think. I never really got to know them. The last one was Rachel, she was Scottish and…”

“And what?”

“I shouldn’t say.” He took her hands in his and continued to dance.

“Please, tell me.”

“There were rumors they shared her.”

“Shared her?”

Wayne shrugged. “Yeah, like they both wanted her, so instead of falling out about it, she slept with them both. They shared her.”

“Bloody hell.” She glanced at her stepbrothers. Their kink level was going up. First all that talk of spanking, and now ménage à trois.

“But I didn’t tell you,” Wayne said, pulling her close and dragging her attention from Parker and Hugh.

“My lips are sealed.” But her curiosity was wide open.

“Should we take this upstairs now or wait until later?” Wayne asked beside her ear. “Or both?”

“Both sounds good to me.” Her pussy tightened at the thought of an imminent shag. “If you can get it up twice.”

“You better believe it.” He ushered her off the dance floor and through the throng of people. The air was hot and laced with perfume and alcohol.

When they came to double wooden doors that led to the hotel lobby, Clarice found their way blocked.

Parker and Hugh.

Shoulder to shoulder. Arms crossed. Mouths set in grim straight lines.

“Hey there, fellas,” Wayne said casually.

“Where you going?” Hugh asked.

“Clarice and I are going to get some air.” Wayne smiled.

“I don’t think so,” Parker said, his narrowed eyes sliding from Clarice to Wayne.

“What?” Wayne said, surprise in his tone.

“He said no.” Hugh tipped his chin. “If you need me to make it clearer.”

“But—” Confusion crossed Wayne’s face. “I—”

“We need a word with our new stepsister,” Parker said. “If you don’t mind.”

“Can’t it wait? We’re…she’s…hot.”

“Hot?” Parker snapped.

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