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She was riding him, and every time she moved up, I saw Fender’s cock. It glistened, and I was surprised to find him wearing a condom.
Didn’t all men in here not care about condoms? I knew they made the women get shots so they could have sex without condoms. At least, that’s what Jagger told me.
I couldn’t see Fender’s face as the woman was covering it, but the groans and dirty words coming out of his mouth were overwhelming enough.
“Fucking perfect. Keep riding my dick, baby,” he grunted as he gripped her hips and slammed her down onto him.
Maybe it was my drunken brain not letting me look away, but I was fascinated by the sight. I felt something flutter in me, and I pressed my thighs together, knowing exactly what it meant.
Shit…how was I turned on by Fender fucking another woman? It should’ve been me. Then again, he didn’t care for me.
I was way too young and naïve. And inexperienced.
Fender was a thirty-four-year-old man who had his needs that could only be met by women who were confident enough in what they were doing.
I was torn out of my thoughts when the woman squealed. She laughed, then was thrown onto her back, with her head hanging from the edge of the bed.
My eyes widened when I met hers. “We have an audience,” she said, and my cheeks turned bright red.
That’s when I noticed Fender kneeling on the bed between her legs, with his hand wrapped around his base and his eyes glued on mine.
I parted my lips, ready to apologize and leave, but nothing came out. I was stuck, unable to move.
“Is she gonna join us?” the woman asked amused.
“I don’t fucking think so,” Fender muttered, his hand still stroking his cock.
My gaze dropped down again, and I hated how obvious it was that I couldn’t stop myself from staring.
“Remedy.” Fender’s voice was husky and deep.
My eyes shot up again, meeting his glare. I still couldn’t speak.
Damn alcohol.
I thought it made people braver.
Chapter 8
FENDER
I had been fucking Dina for over two hours, and while she thought my stamina was incredible, I had a hard time finding release. Dina was hot. She was new in town and found her way to us for whatever reason, and I decided to let her flirt with me all night, which then ended in me taking her upstairs.
Remedy wasn’t moving. She kept standing there with those beautiful, panic-filled eyes staring back at me. I hated to fucking admit that the longer I watched her, the harder I got. All of a sudden, I felt the urge to release my load.
Something Dina should’ve managed to do a long time ago, but it was Remedy’s presence to push me closer to the edge.
I squeezed my tip as my body tensed.
Goddamn. Did she have to stumble upon this room while I was fucking someone else?
Remedy was drunk. I saw it in her eyes, but she was well aware of what was going on.
“Remedy.” I repeated her name, and she finally snapped out of her trance.
“I’m sorry. I was—” She furrowed her brows, stammering. “B-Bathroom.”
“Is she okay?” Dina asked, genuinely worried. “She looks lost.”
