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“Yes, sir,” I said, rolling my hips slowly, watching Easton’s face.
It was pure euphoria.
“Fuck,” I cried out, rolling my hips faster, but it wasn’t enough.
I lifted my hips slamming down onto his cock, finding my pleasure frantically. Vincent grabbed my tits, using me for leverage to fuck Easton. I moaned as they both touched me; Vincent turned my head to kiss me while Easton played with my clit. We were wild as we all chased our orgasms, kissing and touching each other everywhere. Easton was the first to shout his release, pushing me over the edge and Vincent followed us.
I love you lingered on the tip of my tongue, but I didn’t want to ruin the moment. This wasn’t like any sexual experience we had had together. No one was a Dom, or a sub or a switch. It was just us, and for some reason it felt more significant. I was addicted and I wanted more.
I never woke up before Vincent or Easton. The morning light was barely coming into the room as I laid there enjoying them, replaying last night’s events in my head. We started out kinky, but ended with us just being us and it felt different, in a very good way. Butterflies swooped in my abdomen, loving the connection we had, hoping they loved it too.
Vincent and Easton weren’t like any men I had ever met before. They made me want to have more. My heart was more than ready for more, but that damn contract had me worried that I was still just a signature to them.
“I’m surprised you're up,” Vincent said, his voice deep from sleep.
“I’m actually hungry,” I said, wiggling, hoping to wake Easton. “Brunch? We could beat the crowds.”
“I’m starving,” Easton said against my back.
“Great! Let's go!” I said, climbing over Vincent who spanked me as I got off the bed.
I laughed going into the restroom, doing my business, debating if I wanted to shower while I brushed my teeth. We all ended up taking a quick shower together, surprisingly not having sex again, even though I was secretly hoping we would. It took us less than an hour to get ready and as we left the bedroom, I heard the familiar sound of the elevator.
“Vincent, are you expecting someone?” Easton asked, as we walked into the living room.
“No, there shouldn’t?—”
Vincent stopped talking as he looked at his phone. He looked up at us with a worried look in his eyes.
“Hey, Vincent!”
The voice was familiar.
“Father?”
I didn’t know what to think, either this was a cruel joke, or I just had the worst luck in the world. Vincent said something as he came into view and he replied. The moment we locked eyes, my entire body broke out in a cold sweat.
My ex-fiancée was Vincent's son.
30
VINCENT
As soon as I saw Patrick, I went through all the excuses I could think of as to why Easton was here at my house. I could just say Easton and Noemi were together and we had too much to drink. They stayed over and we were on our way out to brunch.
Anything, so he wouldn’t be suspicious of what was going on and he wouldn’t use the girls to teach me a lesson because I had fucked up. I knew there was no one to blame but myself, because I couldn’t keep my dick in my pants.
“Patrick, what are you doing here?” I asked, trying to appear casual.
“Oh, you said you’d have the check today and I was in the?—”
He finally looked at all of us. His eyes bounced from Easton, Noemi and me.
“What the hell is going on?” He looked at us, we were all standing close together and the moment he saw Easton’s hand on the small of Noemi’s back, I knew he'd pieced it together.
“You fucking bitch!” he snarled.
It took me a moment to realize he wasn’t talking to Easton or me. He was looking at Noemi.
