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"If you get to use those, then I get to use this," I smirk, picking up a matching flogger with small strips of leather at the end.

"Mmm, you can use that on me anytime," Lach purrs, sliding his hand up and down the shaft like he's jerking himself off.

"Lach!" I hiss, glancing around to make sure nobody is looking at us.

"They're way more concerned about the throbbing inside their pants right now to care about what we're doing, Charlie."

Cam walks a few feet away and surprises me by snagging a set of hot pink anal beads from the wall. "I cannot wait to see your face when I take these out of you as you're coming," he rasps, biting his lip.

"Only if I get to do the same to you," I tease, my jaw dropping open when I hear his husky 'yes, please.'

"I have a lot to learn, don't I?" I ignore the pulse that has taken up residence between my legs.

"So fucking much," Jack answers, his gaze burning me alive.

"Do these feel good?" I ask, pointing to a fleshlight and then pulling it down to get a closer look.

"Not as good as your throat." He palms my neck, squeezing gently.

I take two giant steps away from him. "You have got to stop that."

"Or what?"

"I'm not sure, but I'm thinking we'll find out if I can come without being touched."

His gaze dips to the apex of my thighs and I clench them together, desperate for relief.

"What about this?" Cam asks, holding up a tiny bright blue contraption. "These little legs help it stay in place over your clit so hands can be used for other things."

I take it from him, turning the box over to read the description. Secure and comfortable fit even in adventurous positions. I'm not positive, but I think the sex we have would be considered pretty adventurous.

"Sounds like a winner." We grab a few more things; a pretty jeweled butt plug, a candle that melts into massage oil, and an industrial-sized bottle of lube before Lach stops us in front of what he's been waiting to show me.

"What you said earlier – about wishing you could have Cam and I's experience? This is how you do it." He slides a package off a hook and hands it to me. A medium-sized dildo is attached to an egg-shaped protrusion. "This part—" he points to the egg, "—goes inside you. There's a vibe inside it and also in this little piece connecting it to the dildo, so you'd have vibration on your g-spot and your clit."

My pussy clenches.

"And you would let me...?" I don't finish, too embarrassed to say the words.

"Fuck, yes." Lach groans.

"How could we say no to that?" Cam asks. "I can already see your tits jiggling with every thrust." He glances at his watch. "How many hours has it been?"

"Not enough," Jack growls, drawing me away from them.

"Do we have everything we need?" He takes the package from me, studying it with a raised eyebrow.

"I think so. Can we find some food after we leave here?" I'm famished." My stomach growls on cue and the guys usher me to the counter so we can pay.

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Itake several gulps of my beer the second the waitress sets it in front of me. I know what's coming and need liquid fortification to get through it.

"That bad, eh?" Jack raises his eyebrow, the corner of his mouth pulling up.

"What's bad?" Cam looks around the table at us, completely oblivious.

"Let's just get it over with. We can start with the wedding and then discuss the trip to the States." The words tumble from my mouth, running together.

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