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He snakes a hand underneath my robe and gropes my breasts.

I bite my lower lip.

“Tonight, I’m a voyeur—”

“Similar to what we did in Paris?”

“It’s—”

“But how does Ruby fit into all of this?”

“Do you trust me?”

I don’t answer.

“Do you trust me, Sofia?”

The last time I trusted a man, I got burned. Trusting Bryce implicitly is a gift that keeps on giving.

“I do.” I just would like to know more.

He circles my nipple with a languorous touch. “You always surrender so beautifully to me. This is just me nudging you out of your comfort zone.”

Nudging, I’m okay with. Just don’t push me out the plane without a parachute.

“If you play the game like a good girl and do as you’re told, I promise I’ll fuck your pussy like a goddamn animal when Ruby is done with you.”

Bryce guides me to the massive bathroom.

He lets go of my hand. “Ruby, this is Sofia.”

“Hi,” I wave like a shy child.

She’s gorgeous.

I expect her to answer, but she surprises me.

Draped in a Gucci robe in a different style than ours, the woman with jet black hair, styled in a pixie cut, walks around me in a circle, her hands clasped behind her back.

As she inspects me, I return the favor.

She’s not model tall, but she’s taller than me, which isn’t really hard. I’m guessing she’s around my age.

My eyes drop to the skin peeking from the robe’s sleeves.

She has tattoos?!

Colorful tattoos… Wow!

She stops in front of me.

“You’re right, Bryce.” She’s talking to him, but her eyes are on me. “She’s a hot tamale.” I blush. “We’re going to have a lot of fun together.” She reaches for the belt, and undoes my robe.

I gasp.

“Take the damn thing off!” There’s an edge to Bryce’s voice.

Ruby helps me out of it, and hands it to Bryce.

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