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“I’m too fucking tired, breakfast tomorrow.” He closed his eyes.

I smirked while walking to the kitchen to put away the food and then to the restroom to start the shower. I heard him padding into the shower, seeing him walk just a little funny.

“Don’t,” he growled, stepping into the shower before me.

“I would never say anything about you walking funny.” I followed him.

We kissed as we washed each other, it was the most comfortable I had been with anyone in a while or ever, but my mind couldn’t stop wandering back to Noemi. After we got out of the shower, I had an idea. Easton brushed his teeth as I thought about my idea more, getting excited until I decided that the worst answer would be no.

“I think we all should enter into a contract together,” I said quickly.

“All together?” he questioned, after rinsing his mouth.

“Noemi, you and I,” I said, confident that this could work.

He stared at me for a moment, his guard up.

“Hear me out. We don’t have submissives. She is new and ready to learn. I think we could be great together,” I said, watching his expression grow less and less guarded as he thought about my idea.

“I’ve never been in a contract with two people. How would this work out? You get her one week and I get her the next?” He chewed on his lip.

“No, we all enter into this together, all of us or none of us,” I said, stepping up to him. “It’s just a suggestion. After being with both of you, I want this to happen again, with just us, or her and I, but I definitely want us all together. You can’t tell me you didn’t think about her tonight.”

Easton searched my face, still looking apprehensive, but his expression said he had thought about her too.

“You don’t have to say yes now, just think about it, ok? Maybe we could have dinner together and see where it goes.”

“I’d like to have dinner,” he said, looking more relaxed before walking out to the bedroom.

I smiled, thinking this might be the best idea I had had in a while.

10

NOEMI

What do you do after you have some of the most mind-blowing sex? You immediately schedule another fuck session, right? Chase down the man who gave you the best orgasms and never let him go, but of course, that’s not what I did.

I ran away like they were the plague and right now I was kicking myself in the vag because of a moment of weakness. I went back to Tinder in hopes of finding another sex god. Now I was stuck with a man who catfished me—pretty sure he paid a friend to use his picture. As he talked about gaming with his buddies, he said he rented a room from his mom, which meant he still lived with her and she had driven him here.

I swirled my drink around thinking I was such a coward. Every time I tried picking up the phone, I chickened out and my insecurities told me it was just a one-time thing. It had been a week and a half since I had seen Vincent. I had one missed call from him, but no missed calls from Easton. I didn’t know why that bothered me so much. He was just a means to my little revenge that would never see the light of day, but I kind of liked him too. I guess I’m an ass too since I didn’t return Vincent's call either.

“So, my place or yours?” he said, bringing me out of my thoughts.

“Actually, I think I’m going to go home alone,” I said, chugging the rest of my drink.

“What?” He had the audacity to look confused.

“Look, you don’t look like your picture, and I don’t think we are vibing,” I said, looking at him like he was dumb enough to think I wasn’t going to notice.

He stared at me before he looked at me disgusted.

“I should have known when you said this was only sexual you would be a conceited whore,” he sneered, before drinking the rest of his beer.

“How am I the conceited whore? You liked me from a picture, what made you think I had a nice brain?” I slapped down a twenty. “And just because I am sexually comfortable with myself doesn’t mean you can just call me a whore.”

“Well—”

“Thanks for cementing my decision to not touch you with a ten-foot pole. Have fun jerking off with your mom in the next room.” I stood up. “Also, change your fucking picture, asshole.”

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