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8
The lights of downtown Los Angeles shine through the penthouse windows, illuminating a path in the darkness. Tatum leads the way, escorting us past the kitchen, library, and wine room until the pool area comes into view. He opens the door, and we step into the crisp fall breeze.
“What are we doing?” I’m still buzzed from the shots I threw back at the club, but the drive through downtown sobered me up enough to have the mind to ask questions.
“Taking a dip in the hot tub.” Tatum reaches for the buttons of his shirt, and the outdoor fireplace sets the moment aglow as he peels it off his shoulders. He lifts his chin at Sebastian. “You ready for this?”
Sebastian squeezes my hand. Despite him agreeing to participate, I know he’ll put a stop to this in a heartbeat if he thinks it’s what I want.
But what I want is him, and I’ll take him any way I can get him.
Be honest, an annoying voice whispers through my conscience, tugging at the truth until it unravels. I like the way Tatum looks at me, with absolute hunger in his gaze, which only makes his voyeurism more exciting.
Sebastian lets go of my hand, and the last of my decency scatters as he joins Tatum in taking off his shirt. Their eyes undress me as they undress themselves, shirts, pants, and boxers abandoned at their feet.
Every inch is on display—a sight more intoxicating than the top-shelf liquors at the club tonight. These two embody divine virility, erections standing proud.
“Your turn,” Tatum says.
I start with my shoes, slipping them off one by one, and reach for the zipper on my cocktail dress. The stupid thing is stuck, and my shaking hands are no match for stubborn wardrobe malfunctions.
My gaze lands on Sebastian. “I could use a hand.”
With a feral gleam igniting his eyes, he takes over and tugs at the zipper until it gives. My breasts spill out, nipples tight and needy, and I whimper as the warm breeze drifts over the achy peaks. My dress pools around my ankles, leaving me in nothing but a black thong.
Sebastian curses under his breath. “My gorgeous girl,” he whispers, cupping my breasts in his large hands. “Tell me you’re mine.”
“I’m yours.”
“No matter what?”
“Always.”
As Tatum steps closer, Sebastian kisses my nape, his cock grazing the small of my back, and my pussy heats in response.
“So tempting.” Tatum runs a finger along my jawline. “You’re going to do everything I tell you to, aren’t you, beautiful?”
“Yes.”
His attention swerves to the possessive man standing behind me. “Take off her panties.”
Sebastian moves to do Tatum’s bidding, his fingers at my hip bones, tugging the thong down my thighs. I step out of the clothing pooled around my feet, and Tatum smiles.
“Oh, how I’ve looked forward to this.” He nods toward the hot tub. “Let’s move this party in there.”
Sebastian spins me around and tosses me over his shoulder. It’s a power move, a show of strength and possession, and I let out a yelp as he carries me into the bubbly water. He lowers me onto his lap and pulls me against him, my back to his chest.
“Relax against me,” he says, parting my thighs.
Desire intensifies, making my pussy throb as the jets tickle my most intimate spot. “Please…touch me.”
Before Sebastian gets the chance to move his hands from my hips, Tatum speaks up.
“Not until I say so.” He’s sprawled across from us, and those amber eyes dare me to look away as he slides a fist up and down his enormous cock. “Tell him to pinch your nipples.”
I do, my jittery voice an octave higher than normal, strained from the unbearable arousal that’s been building since the club.
Sebastian takes my sensitive buds between his fingers, applying just enough pressure to make me bite my lower lip. I try to jerk away from the pain, but I only end up rubbing my bottom against his erection.
