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There was a man there.

Jesus.

And yet, the feeling was too good, the orgasm too close.

We were both dripping wet, hot and heavy, slow-fucking through my panties. His tip teased my ass, my slit, my clit.

Everywhere.

I trained my eyes on Zach. “Is he gone now?”

Zach shook his head, his face completely tranquil, studying me. “No. He sat on the opposite bench. He’s watching us.”

My mouth dropped open. I moved to climb off of him, but Zach’s hand snuck from my ass to my lower back, fingers splayed over it with force.

He sank me a few inches onto his cock, stretching the fabric of my panties so thin, I could feel him throb inside me. Touching, but not touching.

I wanted to explode from pleasure.

What is wrong with you, Fae?

Too much to count.

Shame, embarrassment, and desire pirouetted over my skin. I couldn’t believe I was letting him dry-fuck me while someone watched.

At least I now knew I hadn’t done this for the money or the help.

I would have slept with Zachary Sun either way.

“Zach,” I choked out, wishing I could put my hands on his shoulders, to embrace him, to kiss him, to feel more of him. “I’m not going to be able to take all of you in when it’s time.”

“You will. You’ll take every inch like a good girl.”

The intruder shuffled behind me.

Zach looked strained, barely in control, one hand sliding as much of his cock in and out of me as my panties would let him, the other holding me steady by my lower back.

His grip on me tightened, possessive. “He’s masturbating now.”

I didn’t know this man.

I didn’t even know what he looked like.

But I was undeniably turned on by the thought of someone stroking himself to the sight of us.

“I want to watch you as you come all over my fucking cock, Farrow,” Zach growled into my face, close now—too close.

My heart picked up speed.

I clamped over the tip of his cock, threw my head back, and came. Shattered. Soaked my thighs with a gush of wetness.

My head fell back, eyelids fluttering open. I spotted the man on the bench opposite to ours.

He was young-ish. Unfamiliar and utterly sexy. His towel splayed open all the way, his long cock thick beneath his fist. He pumped his dick hard, increasing his pace, close to the finish line, too.

My body tightened like a bowstring. I was coming, and coming, andcoming. Toes curled, muscles shaking, mouth dry, stars dancing all over my vision.

“Farrow,” Zach hissed.

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