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“Ellis,” she pleaded, voice constrained.

The sound of my name on her lips almost made me come right then and there, but I needed to see her come first. I needed it like I’d never needed anything else in my life.

I buried my face against the crook of her neck as I pulled her down onto me and whispered her name into her ear in the tight space between the costumes that was ours and ours alone. I felt her tighten around me.

“Tessa,” I murmured again as her moans grew louder and more high pitched.

Her fingers twisted in my hair and her fingernails scraped against my scalp as I sucked at the salty skin along her neck. I fucked her, hard, needing more and more and more. I held myself back from exploding inside of her as she clutched me to her tighter and tighter and tighter.

“Fuck,” she breathed in the tight, hot closet, “fuck, fuck, I’m—oh, god, I’m—”

Tessa’s back arched, her glistening breasts pressing against my own slick chest, her hips grinding down on me with an uncoordinated desperation. I held her ass with one hand and reached up to pinch one of her nipples.

She clamped a hand over her mouth to muffle her screams as she came, convulsing against me. I didn’t stop fucking her as she dug her fingernails deep into the back of my neck. She sagged against the wall, leaving only my hand holding her up as I drove my cock deep into her.

Moments passed, and then she opened her eyes and looked at me through hooded, pleasure-filled eyes.

“Ellis,” she whispered, touching her fingertips against my chest.

It was everything I ever wanted to hear. I groaned harshly and sagged against her as I came, pure white blinding my vision. The costumes slipped from the hangers and we tumbled down to the floor as my knees gave out.

“Ow,” she mumbled as I ended up on top of her.

“Are you okay?” I asked, worried that I had hurt her somehow.

From under a deep burgundy velvet dress, Tessa pulled an intricately painted and decorated Venetian mask with lace and feathers adorning it.

“I’m fine.” She laughed, holding the distinctly cracked mask up for me to see. “But I think I broke this.” She looked up at me with tender eyes. “Should I try to fix it?”

I took the broken mask from her delicate fingers and tossed it haphazardly into the far corner of the closet

“Nothing needs to be fixed,” I said before kissing her gently. I traced her beautiful naked body with the pads of my fingertips, eliciting goosebumps even in the hot enclosed space. Each and every one was perfection in my eyes.

“Nothing?” Tessa whispered.

I smiled at her with love. “Nothing at all.”

Chapter 18

Tessa

"So how exactly do we get this thing started?” Jamie asked.

Jamie, Cade, Ellis, and I all stood at opposite corners of Ellis’s massive California king bed in his swanky LA penthouse. We all stood fully clothed. We all stood with arms crossed in varying manners across our chests. And we all played a game of awkward eye tag as we glanced at one another only to quickly break that eye contact and stare at our own unsexy socks.

We all had no clue in the slightest how to proceed.

I now had my three guys for the sex study, which was due to start less than a week after the application date, so I’d suggested we do a practice run with all four of us. The doctors running the experiment were expecting a real foursome, not four people who’d never bumped uglies as a group together.

But as the silence between the four of us stretched on, interrupted only by the occasional throat clearing or nervous shuffle of feet, I was starting to reconsider my plan.

“Well,” I finally said when no one else spoke up, “we could all start by taking off the shirt of the person to your right.”

There was a series of silent blinks as we each looked to the person to our right. I would take off Jamie’s shirt and Cade would take off mine.

“Eh, how about the person to your left?” Jamie said, eyeing Ellis, the person to his right.

“Or the person across from you,” Ellis suggested.

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