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What the fuck is wrong with me?
“Hey, handsome,” she purrs seductively.
I stare down at my dick in confusion. Why is it softening? If Sarah’s broken it, she’s going to have to pay for the damage. I’ll take my remuneration in the form of daily blowjobs.
“Av!” I grin, wrapping my towel around my waist to conceal the shrinking snake. “Midnight swim?”
“I was more thinking something along the lines of a midnight romp, if you’re game,” she retorts, direct as usual.
I love that about her. It should be a sure way to get my cock’s attention. Yet it’s silently slipped into a coma.
This is major bullshit. I’m not a one woman type of man. I’m a multiple woman, all at once, kind of man.
Maybe Sarah’s a witch. That’s it. She cursed me.
“I’m beat,” I say regretfully. “Next time, yeah?”
Even as I say them, I regret those words, my gut telling me I won’t welcome her approaching me that way again.
Holy shit, I’m in a lot more trouble than I realized.
Up until this exact moment, I genuinely believed my thing with Sarah was about the challenge. I literally tortured her. She liked it, but that’s what I did anyway. She knows exactly what kind of man I am under the mask I have been taught to present to society. And she’s a good girl, someone simple, normal. All her instincts must be screaming at her, demanding she run. So making her cave in to her desire to me? That’s a hell of an accomplishment, stroking my endless ego.
Her humongous tits and generous ass don’t hurt one bit.
The thing is, if that was the extent of my interest in her? I would be all over Ava right now. My cock would already be filling her cunt. But although I know full well how tight, bendy, and eager she is, I am not tempted at all, because Sarah isn’t here.
I didn’t know it was possible for me to feel this way. I’ve not been raised to consider monogamy the norm. My brothers are born from different women, and my mother has tea with one of them every month. She’d likely get along with the other, too, if she were still alive. Growing up, the Kellers and the Beauforts were always around. Though my mother and father’s relationship has always been warm, loving, teasing, and yes, sensual, I saw Ma kiss Mael Beaufort, and Arlo and Augustus Keller for as long as I can remember. That’smyversion of normal behavior. Sharing the love, so to speak.
I know I’m not being turned by pod people because if Sarah were right here, her mouth on Ava’s tits, I would have jumped right in. I also get hard at the thought of watching her get fucked hard as I take her mouth. I’m still me.
Ish.
Because what doesn’t make me hard at all? The idea of sex if she’s not part of the equation.
Fuck me.
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SARAH
We're light on homework this time of the year; I've already finished and submitted all assignments due, like any nerd without a social life. Ourfinals are in three weeks, but I'm as prepared as I can be. When I wake to a perfect sunny day, I decide that I need a damn hike.
I'm still completely out of sorts after yesterday. What we did in Marius's car—what I did to him…
I honestly can’t come up with an explanation as to why I found myself in that situation, other than the fact that the man is too pretty for my sanity. And then there’s his voice. And the muscles. And that damnable smirk.
Ugh, I never thought I was that shallow.
A knock interrupts my musing.
“Coming!” I announce, dragging myself out of bed.
I open the door to find Violet, dressed in tight jeans and high boots, with a dark polo shirt and a high ponytail. She’s never looked preppier.
“You’re up? Good!” She beams. “I thought I’d check to see if you’re tagging along today.”
I tilt my head. “Tagging along?”
