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She pulled away from sucking Sam’s face, then looked into my eyes with fire blazing in hers. Grace threaded her fingers through each of our hands. She looked at Sam with a devious smile, then turned to me.

All three of us shared a look.

And just like that, we all justknew.

“Fuck it,” Sam said.

I nodded, feeling excitement and disbelief and victory and like I was having some sort of out of body experience all at the same time.

But before I could let my critical voice in to examine and protract and subtract and detract everything from this experience, I heard myself say, “Let’s go to my room.”

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Grace

Icouldn’t believe I was following Noah into his bedroom. Sam followed closely behind.

Excitement sizzled through me.

Noah’s room looked like a well-organized terrarium with pastel-colored orchids stacked on a glass shelf near the window. The bright afternoon sunlight passed through the translucent petals and made them glow pink, purple, and white. Other plants and bright green vines draped around the room. Sunlight speckled like glowing confetti across the white bed, looking neat and fluffy beneath a curved headboard made of intricate glass and mirrors.

I could feel the tingling in the air, the anticipation dancing on the tip of my tongue, on my body.

This isn’t real. They’re not real.

But it felt real.

It felt real when Sam kissed the side of my neck from behind.

It felt real when Noah lifted my shirt over my head, and I felt the feather-light touch of his hands move up and down my sides.

It felt real when I hastily unbuttoned Noah’s shirt.

But when I looked into Noah’s golden eyes, it felt realest of all.

A connection existed there that was so heavy and all-powerful that every single one of my doubts floated out of my mind like smoke.

For once, I wasn’t thinking. I was justfeeling.

And for the first time, I trusted that. I trustedthem.

My lower belly twisted tighter, and I could feel the ache between my legs.

I wanted them inside me. I needed them inside me.

As Sam reached around my waist and held me close, I wondered what they were thinking. Were they okay with this? Was any part of their minds hesitant about having a threesome?

Did they think it was gay?

But when Noah’s lips crashed on mine, all my doubtful thoughts blurred away.

Here, between them, there was no room for doubt.

There was only sensation.

Sam must have picked up on what I was thinking; maybe my body was tense and he could feel it, because he whispered in my ear, “Don’t think.”

A shudder ran down my spine as my arm hair stood on end.

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