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I swallow. I mean on any other night the car option sounds good too. “I want to go to the ball,” I whisper.

“Then your wish is my command, Cinderella,” Liam says with a wink as he slides his hand from inside my dress.

Conor takes my hand and lifts it to his lips, brushing them over my fingertips while Liam dusts his lips over my ear. “Besides, we got all night, baby.”

We do. A whole night with them in the club. With the use of a private room in the basement. My insides turn to molten lava at the thought.

It’s going to be perfect.

ChapterSeven

JESSIE

Iactually gasp out loud when we walk into the club. Our manager, Evelyn, has done an incredible job with the place. At first glance it is decorated with elegantly tasteful Christmas garlands and ornaments, but on closer inspection, most of them have some kind of cock, pussy or something kinky on them. It is perfect for a masked Christmas Eve, Eve ball in a sex club.

I look at Liam who holds onto my hand. “It’s perfect, isn’t it?”

He nods his agreement.

“We should go find Evelyn and tell her.”

Shane slides a hand onto my ass and whispers in my ear. “You can do that tomorrow, Mrs. Ryan. Tonight there will be no shop talk. We’re just regular customers here.”

I smile at him. I love that idea. And being here with four guys isn’t that unusual for this place. Anything and everything goes.

“If we’re just regular customers then I would like to take my wife for a dance,” Mikey says, taking my other hand and nodding toward the dance floor.

Just as he says that the opening beats ofPonycome on and I roll my eyes. There is no way he didn’t plan that to happen.

“Look out, Magic Mikey is in the house,” Liam laughs softly.

“Come on, Red, dance with me?” he says, tugging my hand.

“Just dancing, right?” Conor says with a frown.

“Oh, bro, we are gonna do so much more than dance,” Mikey winks at him before he pulls me off into the crowd and finds us a dark spot on the dance floor.

“You shouldn’t push his buttons like that,” I giggle as I wrap my arms around his neck.

“Oh, but Red,” he whispers in my ear. “I can guarantee he’s going to be over here within ten minutes and then you’re gonna have both of us here finger fucking you in the middle of this club.”

“Mikey,” I gasp as he steps back and starts busting out his best moves. His hand slides over his stomach as he rocks his hips and I bite on my lip as I watch him. Damn, he is so fine.

When he notices I’m not dancing, he wraps his arms around my waist. “Dance with me, Jessie.”

“I hate dancing on my own,” I whisper. “I feel self-conscious.”

He frowns at me. “But I’m right here with you.”

“I know, I mean… I like dancing like this. With you,” I say as my cheeks flush pink.

He raises his eyebrows at me. “You mean you like my hands on you at all times?”

“Yes,” I laugh.

“Then consider it done,” he growls as he rocks his hips against mine. “But know I’m gonna have a raging boner the whole time.”

“Yeah?” I bite on my lip and press my lips to his ear. “Watching you bust out your Magic Mikey routine gives me a lady boner.”

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