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I loved Brooklyn entirely, but I knew she had no filter when it came to Amanda, and she’d want to do something very publicly humiliating to the nasty woman. I didn’t want to get anyone in trouble, except Amanda maybe, so whatever I did, I had to do it carefully.
I threw my bag down as I walked into the dorm and flopped down on my bed. I’d seen something very interesting on that phone, something that little Miss Fucks-a-Lot wouldn’t want anyone to know. If she wanted to play Mean Girls, I could play along. It’d taken me four long years, but I finally had a way to take Amanda down a notch or two. I’d tried to be nice. I’d tried to ignore her bullying and be the adult, but she wouldn’t let it go. And then, she’d delivered her own downfall right into my hands. This was going to be fun.
I hadn’t quite decided what I would do yet, but I knew I had a chance to do something now. I can’t help it. Amanda made this bed, and now she had earned whatever lumps she found while lying on it.Chapter Six
I found our dorm room empty and silent when I opened the door. I locked the door in case Brooklyn came back. I didn’t want her to see the phone. I went straight to my bed and pulled Amanda’s phone from my bag.
For a moment, I stared at it. A brand-new iPhone cradled in a pink case. I opened the front of the case and pushed the button to turn the phone on. I swiped in the code and looked at the string of notifications. There was little wonder she had such an inflated ego; she had 20 different guys trying to hook up with her. I removed all the notifications and went to her WhatsApp.
There was a group chat there I wanted to have a deeper look at. I’d seen it earlier but couldn’t believe it was serious. Four guys and Amanda were going to hook up in Las Vegas after graduation? At the same time?
I scrolled through the dirty texts and pictures that had been sent back and forth between all of them. I couldn’t believe there were any guys out there that would want to have three other guys with them when they did the deed, but it seemed these guys were the exception to what I thought was the rule.
They’d goaded Amanda into the original bet she’d made. And if she won the bet, she’d get a night with all four of them. The Rome brothers. The hot brothers in the baseball team. Quadruplets that Amanda seemed to have a thing for. She was willing to do anything they asked of her, if she got that one night with them.
I’d heard about them, but I’d never seen them in person. They were the hottest men on campus, from the rumors I’d heard, but I’d never been interested enough to look them up. Now, I knew from their pictures that they weren’t identical. Oh, they were similar in many ways, but I could tell them apart. Michael, Adam, Tristan, and Daniel.
The four men that Amanda desired most.
Their text exchanges were very naughty, and despite myself, I started to feel… hot as I read through the thread. At one point, I crossed my legs to try to ease the ache building between them, but that only made the feeling worse. I let the phone fall to the bed and stared up the ceiling of my room.
What the fuck is wrong with me, I wondered. I’m getting aroused by reading sexy text messages. Am I really that desperate? I took a deep breath, then another to try and calm myself. The feeling of pressure below my navel eased some, so I picked the phone back up.
Michael was the oldest, and the most dominant which was most likely why he was the team captain. He dominated the conversations when he was in them, and directed the others in what to do, or say rather. I noted how he was always the one that talked about fucking Amanda first.
I imagined that it was me they were talking to, for just a moment, and my body was on fire all over again. Only this time, I didn’t stop. I read the other messages, my lip between my teeth and my eyes wide in delight as Adam insisted that Amanda should suck his cock while Michael fucked her.
It was so damn dirty, but I couldn’t stop reading! Who would do something like that? A woman that was either very sure of herself or one that wanted to be used as a fucktoy. And at that moment the way these brothers talked made me want to volunteer to be that fucktoy.
A deep throb started to pulse along my clit as Daniel jumped into the conversation to tell Amanda how he wanted to kneel beside her, to suck one of her nipples while Tristan sucked the other. They’d fight over which one got to tease her clit, but then they’d both tease the nerve-filled organ until she blew apart.
