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My head spun. My brain reeled with lust and hunger and the recklessness of my depravity, yet there were no conflicting emotions. No feelings of regret or remorse, and in fact, just the opposite.

You really do want this.

I did. Totally. Utterly. Completely. Partially because my night with the guys had been so amazing, but also because I trusted them. They cared about me. Worked hard for me. Most of all they’d helped me, when no one else would.

And they were all so totally. Fucking. Hot.

Noah’s hands wandered my body as we continued making out. I could feel him growing hard, beneath me. His body stiffening in excitement…

I broke the kiss before it went any further and got back to my feet. Staring back at Julian for approval, I found his expression now held a sly hint of arousal.

“Do you believe me now?” I asked sweetly, folding my arms. When he didn’t answer, I walked over and pressed my body to his. “Or do you need more… convincing?”

Even standing on my toes, I couldn’t reach Julian’s mouth. Luckily I didn’t have to. He swept me up and smashed his lips to mine, completing my little triangle. His kisses were rougher, and more insistent. Needier even, if that were such a thing.

But God, oh so sweet and delicious…

“Good enough,” he said, when we’d finally finished. He set me down, but not before running one hand lovingly against the side of my face. “Tomorrow then.”

He exited as he always did, by turning around and not looking back. I still had a lump in my throat, watching him go. Still felt the tingles, where his hands had just been on my body.

I turned to the others, wondering what was next. I was half-hoping they’d throw me over a shoulder and carry me upstairs. Make love to me for the rest of the night, and well into the morning.

Instead Noah rose, and caught the truck keys his partner tossed him mid-air.

“Chase and I have a thing tomorrow,” he said, in his sexy Brooklyn accent. “Something we have to take care of. But we’ll be here the next day, I promise.”

“You don’t have to promise anything,” I said appreciatively.

He smiled, which only made me want to kiss him all over again. A shared look told me that if I did, we wouldn’t stop there.

“Anyway, don’t do too much work without us,” quipped Noah. He winked, then kissed me once more before heading out. Chase kissed me also, a longer, more lingering goodbye kiss that spoke the promise of something more, the next time we got together.

The door closed and silence reigned. The kitchen was once again unfortunately empty…

Except for me.

Sixteen

MADISON

I was sleepless again, but this time for better reasons. Instead of being up late, running through a thousand different things in my mind, all I could fixate on was one singular thing.

Being with the guys again.

And not just being with them either, but being there for them. Pretty much, as Julian had put it, at their sexual beck and call.

What we’d done together so far had been beyond my wildest dreams, but this was different. The idea of having all three of them, and not having to choose. Of being able to be taken, at any time, by any one or more of them…

I had to admit, I found the whole thing unspeakably fucking hot.

My restlessness stemmed from the fact that not one of them had touched me. That my three gorgeous laborers had laid out such a sexy and unconventional arrangement, and then disappeared into the night.

I wanted to take care of myself. It would’ve been so easy. But something told me it would be worth it to wait. To give every ounce of my pent-up sexual energy over to whichever lucky bastard happened to make the first move.

I got up, went downstairs, and poured myself a mug of warm, malted milk. E

urope had some things over America for sure, and this was definitely one of them.

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