Page 10 of The Perfect Fit


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“Like we told your friend, shorty, we’ll make sure you get home safely,” Xander assures her. Once Trey gave Jen a glimpse of his six pack and the keys to his Lamborghini—technically, Xander’sLamborghini, but Trey’s for tonight—Lily knew she was on her own.

She downs her glass of champagne and jumps to her feet. “Yeah, but I should probably just go home now. I can take the subway.”

“Why?” I ask her.

“Because…” She chews on her cheek again, her green eyes dark as they search my face. “So you guys can get on with your night. I don’t want to cramp your style. And now that Jen’s gone…” She looks out at the crowd.

Xander takes her hand, and she flinches at his touch. Unfazed by her reaction, he gives her a reassuring smile, and she doesn’t pull away when he curls his fingers around hers. “How are you cramping our style?”

“Well… you might want to… uh, you know…”

Her legs are trembling. She is so fucking cute. But as fun as it is to see her so nervous, I need her to be comfortable with us.

“We want to talk to you, Lily.” Taking her other hand, I pull her back down onto the bench to sit between Zeke and me.

She eyes me suspiciously. “Why?”

Unable to stop my eyes from raking over her delectable body, I lean back. What I’d give to strip her out of that dress and explore every goddamn inch of her. She’d look so good on her knees for me. Stuffed full with all three of our cocks. I take a sip of my Scotch and clear my throat. “Many reasons.”

“Have another drink. I promise we don’t bite. Unless you ask nicely,” Xander says, already refilling her champagne flute.

Her tongue darts out, moistening her lips. I bet she’s a good girl, raised to believe that it’s wrong for a woman to want three guys at the same time. And that only makes me want to show her what she’s been missing.

* * *

Two hoursand three more glasses of champagne later, Lily is drunk and way more relaxed than she was earlier. It’s a joy to see her so open and chatty. Still, I’m disappointed that she’s such a lightweight when it comes to alcohol, but only because we can’t take her home and fuck her six ways to Sunday. Maybe that’s for the best though, because I want more than one night with her.

“I should go,” she says, checking her watch. Even after spending all this time with us, she seems completely unaware that we all want her.

Xander leans forward, and I can see the telltale bulge in his suit pants even if Lily can’t. “Come for dinner tomorrow?”

She arches an eyebrow. “With you?”

I lean close and the scent of her fills my mouth and nose. I lick my lips, desperate for a taste, but I hold back. “With all of us.”

Her eyelashes flutter against her pink cheeks. “Like… a date?”

“Like dinner,” I say.

“With all three of you though?”

Zeke drapes his arm over the back of the bench. “That is what all of us means.”

She narrows her eyes, her gaze flitting between us. “But why?”

“It’s just dinner, Lily,” Xander replies, not taking his eyes off her for a second. They rake over her curves, lingering on all the parts I know he’s dying to touch. He wants her as badly as I do. And Zeke? Well, the fact that he was the one to invite her to our booth tells me how much he likes her. He’s never done that before.

“I know that. But…” She chews on the inside of her cheek. I’ve come to realize it’s one of her nervous tells. “Why me? What do the three of you, who could get literally any girl in this club, want with a bike messenger from Brooklyn?”

I shuffle closer, and my breath ruffles her hair, making her shiver. Oh, I fucking love the way her body responds to mine. It’s primal and pure, and fuck me, she has me hard as stone. “Well, you are kind of funny, even when you don’t mean to be.”

Her cheeks redden.

I brush her hair back from her neck, trailing my fingertips over her bare skin. She squeezes her thighs together, and I suck in a stuttered breath. She’s going to look so incredible with my hand around her throat while I fuck her. “You’re sweet,” I whisper, edging even closer until my lips brush her ear.

“Am not.”

Her feeble protest makes me chuckle. “And you’re hot as fuck, Lily.” Her soft moan has my cock throbbing against my zipper. Fucking hell.

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