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Chapter 34

Meg

I soap and suds myself in the Jacuzzi tub.

Languidly, I drip essential oil into the tub and caress my skin with the silky soft fragrance.

I want to smell perfect, look perfect, be perfect.

After my recent excursion with Evan, where he ravaged me and where so much of our sexual tension found an outlet, I’ve been feeling much better.

To my surprise and utter delight, Simon appears to have left me alone. I am no longer the focus of his wrath. I can’t imagine he’s just forgotten about the lost fortune, but I play with the idea that maybe he has. Maybe Iamoff the hook.

Simon’s a multi-millionaire in his own right, and I’m hoping that will, at last, be enough for him. There’s no other way to explain his sudden disappearance. He’s never left me alone this long since I’ve known him, so I take it as a good sign.

I have my silver Gucci dress hanging in the bathroom, all ready to go with shoes to match. The dress hugs my curves in all the right places, and it’s just skimpy enough to show off my newly acquired tan, all thanks to many afternoons under the sun doing absolutely nothing.

It’s the night of the party, and I don’t intend to waste a second of it. As far as I’m concerned, this is a celebration. It’s a celebration of all my new relationships and of my happiness.

I never imagined my life could be so perfect, but here I am: without a care in the world for the first time in ages.

Now that I’ve been with every guy separately, I can’t imagine losing even one of them.

Of course, this puts me in a precarious position. But it’s also a very fun place to be in.

Each of the guys is overwhelming in his own way. They’re all very intense and authoritative with me, which I kinda sorta like.

In fact, I’m getting wet just thinking about what could possibly go down tonight.

Who will it be? I know they’re all vying for my attention. It’s a feeling I could get used to.

I have a new life, and I didn’t even need to escape to some island to achieve it. Dare I believe that I can be so happy?

I take a very long bath, not rushing myself. I want every curl to be in place at this party. So I rest in the tub, shave my legs, and wash my hair.

I douse myself in oils and potions and get ready for the evening. I want to be as fresh as a daisy for my men.

I can’t help but allow my fingers to roam along the delicate petals of my pussy, though.

I rub my clit under the water and imagine Ian holding me down and fucking me hard, while Matt forces his cock down my throat. Then Paul is there—dapper, rugged Paul. He fucks me, too, obviously. Evan shows up with his beautiful big and throbbing cock, and I have all four of them at once.

I close my eyes and moan out in pleasure as I imagine being with all of them simultaneously. It’s a fantasy that I want to happen so badly in real life. Is it wrong that I can’t make a decision?

I can’t determine which one I should be with, because I want them all...at the same time.

This is the inescapable truth. I feel equally passionate about each brother. Each brother is dominate in a way that makes me melt.

I cry out softly as I bring myself to climax, thinking about the domineering qualities of each man.

I want it. I want to lose myself in each guy.

All at the same time.

Is that so very wrong?

For a moment, I’m dimly lit, in the clouds, out of the world, as my body quivers and quakes to think of being had by four men at once.

I calm down at last and come back down to earth, feeling light as a feather.

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